Best Friends 4 Ever

[Blaque Gurl]

OOC: This is a closed thread between me and Phoenix, but please read and enjoy.


Ayanna "Yani" Marquez waited at their spot. A cliff overlooking the city that they lived in, that could only be reached through a small trail through an overgrown patch of forest. She and her best friend met up here every night at 10 PM, since their parents didn't get along, so they couldn't call each other, and they went to different schools. Yani went to an all girls school, where she was in the 12th grade. She had just turned 18 that day. She was wearing faded blue jeans, a white tube top and baby blue Timberlands. She was Italian and Puerto Rican, her skin the color of honey and her eyes the color of emeralds. She had chocolate hair, which fell to her shoulder blades, and she was on the tall side at 5'9'', but she was skinny like a stick either....

 

[Phoenix]

jump-off

Jaewon "J" Siegel was not exactly his hometowns favorite son. Growing up on the rougher side of the town, he fell into trouble with the local husters but throughout his life there was one person who seemed to be his light in the darkness and that was his friend since he was kid, Ayanna.

Getting out of his black Navigator and making his way to their meeting place, J knew that thanks to his friendship, he began to get out of the rougher life and began to work harder in school eventually becoming a B student even if some parts of his life still remained a lil shady.

Dressed in a brand new Yankee knit hat, black Roc-a-wear jeans, a black FUBU shirt with matching leather coat and the latest pair of Jordans, he made his way up the path to the cliff. Before he got through to the clearing of the cliff he saw his friend wait for him on the cliff with her back turned to him and it was then J realized how beautiful she looked like in the moonlight and how unattainable a goal she was.

 

[Blaque Gurl]

She sighed quietly, as she waited on J. Always late for some reason... She shivered against the cold. She had left her baby blue Averix on the back seat of her ice blue Mercedes Benz. A 2002 model, a birthday present from her father. Everyone viewed her as the perfect, spoiled lil rich girl. She had been born in Puerto Rico, and had lived there until she was seven years, and still had the accent. J was the only one that knew that she didn't know who her mother was. All she knew was that she was Italian and her name was Bella. Now, her father was married to a little, busybody white woman. Yani couldn't stand her stepmother. But, nobody knew the real reason her father was rich...

Hearing him come up behind her, she turned around and went to him, hugging him tightly. She loved the way she felt in his arms...she shook the thought from her mind quickly.

"Hey Security. You couldn't even take the Yankees hat off for my birthday?"

She pouted playfully. "Security" was her nick name for him, since she viewed him as her protector, and he had been for years...

 

[Phoenix]

J

As Aya hugged me tightly I thanked god I wore baggy jeans because her being this close to me is causing that reaction that most guys get since puberty when a pretty girl is nearby. In Layman's terms I got wood, but thanks to my oversized clothes I think she did not notice. WHew.

However more importantly it felt so right with Aya in my arms. Her light golden skin looked good against my chocolate brown. Her light body almost fit into place with my own larger frame. I was so enraptured with her that I almost failed to realize that she was calling me.

I quickly slid my hands up and yanked the hat off of my head. Showing off my recently cut short hair I ask flashing my most charismatic grin "Is this good enough for you birthday girl?"

However once again in the moonlight she looked unbelievably spectacular tonight, but there was one obvious thing about her outfit and the weather. See due to the fact that she is wearing a white tube top it is almost obvious that her nipples are hard. I dismiss it as it just being cold out tonight because I know that Aya does not think of me that way. After all how could she be interested in a hoodrat like me?

 

[Blaque Gurl]

"Is this good enough for you birthday girl?"

She flashed him that dazzling smile, the lil dimple in her left cheek showing.

"Oh, no doubt....I promise I won't wear my Red Sox gear on your birthday."

She winked and poked him playfully. She then fell slient...Sliding the tips of French manicured nails down along the side of his jaw gently.

"You...look real good..."

She murmured quietly, she then snatched her hand away as if he burned her, and blushed softly. She turned away from him, wrapping her arms around herself. She sighed quietly. Come on, Yani....Get yourself together. Stop tormenting yourself...He couldn't possibly look at you the way you look at him...right?

"I guess you saw the Benz mi papi bribed me with."

She turned back around, and smiled up at him, taking a card key for a suite in the Holiday Inn from her pocket, and showing him.

"He also got me a room at the Holiday Inn, so I can a lil overnighter with my "girlfriends"...but, since I don't have any, do you wanna come? I'm sayin...I shouldn't let the room go to waste."

 

[Phoenix]

For a few seconds I was in heaven as she ran her nails against the side of my jaw. For those scant few moments I actually entertained thoughts that she was going to kiss me. Then reality struck as she pulled her hands away like I had the bubonic plague. Then she turned back around and whipped out a key card and said

Originally posted by Blaque Gurl [/B]
"He also got me a room at the Holiday Inn, so I can a lil overnighter with my "girlfriends"...but, since I don't have any, do you wanna come? I'm sayin...I shouldn't let the room go to waste." [/B]

My heart beated a lil faster I mean the prospect of me and Aya at a nice hotel was too much for me to turn down, but the thought of being there with her might be a lil too much for me. I mean whenever I am around her I want to just kiss her and tell her how I really feel but at the same I know she does not think of me that way and to do such a thing would destroy our friendship. Promising myself that I would be total gentleman I replied "Sure I would love to check out the room my darling birthday girl. But first you look cold, this might help" I said taking off my coat and offering it to her.

 

[Blaque Gurl]

"Always the gentleman..."

She flashed him a quick smile, and placed his jacket. She inhaled softly...it smelt good....just like him. Very cautiously, she slid her smaller hand inside his, lacing their fingers together. She was curious about his reaction, but she was scared to look up at him. It felt good just holding his hand...if she could just do that, then she would be happy. She knew she felt a lot more than friendship towards him...and she wanted to express that to him. But, on the other hand, she didn't want to mess up what they had together and, she could be content with the little kisses on the cheek and the hugs if she had to be.

She walked along the path with him silently, and when they reached their vechicles in the clearing, she gave his hand a lil squeeze before letting go.

"If you need some clothes or whatever, we can go through your place, and I'll just leave my car there and we can ride together....or we can just go over to the hotel. It's up to you."

 

[Phoenix]

J

I held her hand as we walked back to the cars. With her so close to me I could feel the electricity flowing through my body thanks to her pressense. I could feel my mind screaming at maxium levels in several different voices about how badly I wanted her proximity to me to be than just one friend walking another friend to her car. I watched her every move through the corner of my eye almost being intoxicated by the grace and smoothness in her every movement. It almost broke my heart to let go of her smooth little hand but nevertheless our "friendly" contact was broken.

"If you need some clothes or whatever, we can go through your place, and I'll just leave my car there and we can ride together....or we can just go over to the hotel. It's up to you."

" Na I can just wear what I have on now unless you object, but I am telling you now do not leave that Benz around my house. The boys around my way respect me and all but that Benz is as good as stolen if you leave outside my apartment. Don't worry I know this guy who works at a parking garage on the way to the Holiday Inn. I guarantee that your car will be safe and sound there."

 

[Blaque Gurl]

" Na I can just wear what I have on now unless you object, but I am telling you now do not leave that Benz around my house. The boys around my way respect me and all but that Benz is as good as stolen if you leave outside my apartment. Don't worry I know this guy who works at a parking garage on the way to the Holiday Inn. I guarantee that your car will be safe and sound there."

She flashed him a smile of thanks, handing the jacket back.

"If they want it, they can have it. I'm not worried about...It's just a bribe so I won't tell the cops about Papi's drugs...but, I wouldn't do that anyway."

She shrugged taking her keys out of her pocket, using thekeychain to turn the alarm off and unlock the driver's side door. Going around the Benz, she went around and opened the door, and slid onto the cream colored leather seats. Slipping the key into the ignition, and watched his Navi in the rear view mirror, and waited until his engine and lights were on.

She pulled off, and headed downtown. She turned on the radio to clear her head, but it wasn't working....I think I'm in love with J...I have to tell him.

Twenty minutes later, she was backing the Benz into an empty spot in the parking garage below the hotel.

 

[Phoenix]

"If they want it, they can have it. I'm not worried about...It's just a bribe so I won't tell the cops about Papi's drugs...but, I wouldn't do that anyway."

As she mentioned her father and his buisness, I looked down for a second and tried to not to let my shame appear on my face. Until recently I was one of those people her father would think of as low level competition. That is one of the reasons my family not among Aya's father's favorite people. While I did not become wealthy like her father, I did manage to make a whole lot of money really really fast. I used that cash to live comfortably independently and I was planing to use it to put me through college with a small self made trust fund I made when I first got started in that awful buisness. I knew Aya did not like that kind of buisness and I knew the danger it presented to my future so I slowly worked my way out of it. Right now I am comfortable and 110% out of the loop. The one thing I prided myself in was the fact that I did not fall into the trap so many fell into and that is foolishly spending thier money. I was smart enough to save and invest at a young age and it has paid off. While other tended to blow thousands on a weekly basis on frivilous things that they do not really need, I was putting cash aside in several different accounts under several different names so it would make things harder for the money to be traced directly back to me.

Once I got my jacket back I slid it back on and inhaled slowly becoming entranced by the perfumed scent of Aya. I felt like a star struct teenager girl who was just touched N'Sync mentally screaming "I will never evvvvvvvvver wash this jacket again" while outwardly I tried to hold a cool demeanor.

I watched as she got into the Benz admiring her amazingly gracely figure move while I climbed into the Navigator and started it up while she pulled off. I followed not too far behind but the entire time I thought to myself "I have to tell her how I feel........someday. I just have to get the guts to say 'Ayanna Marquez, I love you." However I am just not sure if I could go there tonight.

As I pulled into the hotel parking lot, I thought to myself I am not afraid of some of the most dangerous men in the world but that girl intimidates me. Now if that ain't love I don't know what is. I silently chuckled at this fact as I walked over to where she parked.

 

[Blaque Gurl]

Getting out of the car, she locked it up, and headed over to him. Taking his hands between her's, she could feel his heat racing up her arms, and she managed to smile up at him.

"Thanks for coming with me..."

Keeping her small hand inside his, she walked over towards the elevator with him. After a few short moments, they were up on the seventh floor, and she was sliding the keycard through the slot next to the door. It swung open, and they stepped inside of the sitting room. It had a sofa and a love seat, and sliding glass doors that lead out onto the balcony. The room was done in navy blue and gold, as the bathroom to the left was and the bedroom on the right. There was just one king size bed in the bedroom.

She shut the door behind them, and went into the bedroom, sitting down on the edge of the bed. They had slept in the same bed when they were younger, but not recently...since, she became aware of her feelings for him. She called him back in the bedroom, and watched as he sat down beside her. There was a white box on the bed, with her name spelled out on rhinestones.
She pulled off the top, and there was a card on top of the white tissue paper. She took it, and opened it.

" 'Hope you enjoy. Best wishes. Your stepmother, Melanie.' ...I didn't know she cared.''

Pulling apart the white tissue paper, inside was a white lace nightgown, sleeveles, it looked like it would cling to her body tighly, along with the matching white panties. Pulling it from the box, she stood up, holding it against her body.

 

[Phoenix]

Jaewon aka J in "Ungentlemanly conduct"

As she held my hand in the elevator, I could see a few of the people that we passed in the hotel look at us like we were a couple and for a few seconds while the elevator rised to the seventh, the urge to kiss her like she was more than just my best friend was at an all time high. My heart was practically pounding out of my chest, my head was all a flitter, and my mind was singing a thousand love songs a minute. Just as I built up the courage to consider leaning in and kissing her they bell telling us we reached the 7th floor rang snapping me back to reality.


While she lead me down the hall to the room, I began to mentally order myself to be stronger than I was in the elevator. I did not want to lose my best friend and that is what could happen if I reacted on an impulse like I almost did back there. As I crossed the threshold into her beautiful hotel room, I had to remind myself over and over to be perfect gentleman. However I began to struggle with that promise because everytime I looked at her, my heart began to pump three times more than normal and pulse would race. Oh lord I am in love.

I decided that maybe I need to look elsewhere for a second maybe clear my mind and then I will see I have no chance in hell. I began to stare out the glass door that lead to the balcony. Stepping outside into the cool fall air, I felt the wind whip around me momentarily taking my mind of the unattainable object of my affection. For a few seconds her beauty and charm no longer had possession of me. For a few seconds her grace and phenominal personality did not have my emotions held tight and I was allowed the chance to be free. I was no longer the moth attraction by her flames. That is until she called my name out and once again I found myself in the same lovelock I was in before.

Entering the bedroom I sat on the edge of the bed beside her trying not to look directly into her eyes for fear of being entranced again. As I saw her open a gift that was on the bed, I wondered what could possibly be inside until I saw her hold against herself. A white nightie and matching panties. Dear god is everything that is gonna happen tonight drive me wild inside like this is. Here I am trying to be a gentleman and keep my true feelings from spilling out and ruining my friendship with Aya and by fates hand her stepmother who has had a strained relationship with Aya since I met her gives her a nightie and matching panties. I redouble my efforts and attempt to make a joke."If your daddy got you this room for you and your girlfriends and your stepmom gave you that to enjoy with your girlfriends. I gotta ask why didn't you ever tell me you are a lesbian? haha"

 

[Blaque Gurl]

She rolled her eyes, and gave him a little sarcastic laugh.

"Ha ha...very funny, J. I'm far from a lesbian."If I could only show you how far... "I should probably try this on...so I can at least tell Melanie I tried it on...I'll probably never use it anyway."

She stepped out of her Tims, and went over to the bathroom, closing the door behind herself gently. Placing the nightie and panties on the top of the toilet, she looked at herself in the mirror hard, raking her fingertips through her hair quickly.What's wrong with you, Yani? Just tell him...The worst that could happen is that he just wants to remain friends...or he's so repulsed by me, that's he leaves me now, and I never see him again...

At the thought of losing him as her best friends, her eyes filled with tears, and she watched in the mirror as one slow tear escaped her eye, and zig-zag down her baby-soft skin, then drop off the edge of her jaw. Grabbing a tissue, she wiped the corner of her eyes, to stop the tears, and tossed it into the trash. I'll just remain silent about how I feel...It's the best thing...for the both of us..."

Reaching into the pocket of her jeans, she pulled out her mocha-flavored lip gloss, unscrewing the top, she rolled some onto her full lips evenly, before replacing the top, and putting the tube back into her jeans.She slowly undressed herself from her tube top, jeans and panties. She made sure her body wasn't ashy anywhere, thank God it wasn't, and she slipped on the lace panties. Then slipped on the nightie, the effect were stunning. The white of the nightie showed off the caramel tone of her smooth, shimmering skin. The nighitewas basically sheer, showing off the perfectly shaped body and the panties, her nipples tastefully covered.

Her hair was framing her face...and she was just...beautiful. She quietly left the bathroom, going across the sitting room, she hid herself behind the doorway to the bedroom.

"I'm really embarresed, J..."

She then stepped from behind the doorway...showing him all of her. She twisted her hands together, her habbit when she was nervous, and looked down at her bare feet.

"What do you think...?"

 

[Phoenix]

While she was in the bathroom I contemplated my next move. Taking off my coat I cracked my next and turned on the TV. However I knew no matter what was on the tube my mind was on. All I could think about was Aya. The minute she went to go try that nightie out, all I could think of was imagining her in that nightie and then her slowly peeling the nightie off. This fantasy was different from all the other ones I ever had of Aya because for some reason in this one she was much more aggressive then I ever envisioned her. It was really a turn on to see her go after what she wanted. Whoa I really got it bad just like Usher in that video

Leaving the bed room I went to the kitchen area of the suite and got a glass of water and sat on the counter trying to regain my composure. I thought of a future with Aya and realized it was more than just fling or simple relationship that I wanted. Aya was the kind of girl I would think of settling down with, she was the kind of lady I wanted to someday marry and be the mother of my children. WOah waitaminute me.. kids... hahahhaha. Almost falling off the counter I began to lightly chuckle at the though of me being a father..

It was then I heard Aya say "I'm really embarrassed, J...". I smiled and knew that hell even inside of a gigantic garbage back, Aya would look phenomenal. Placing down the glass of water I was just about head back to the bedroom and tell he that she has no reason to be embarrassed.

"What do you think...?"

It was then at that moment when Ayanna Marquez showed me that there was irrefutable proof that angels exist. The sight of my best friend and secret crush dressed that was must have over loaded my senses because as I could do was stutter for a few seconds then the room felt like it went black and it was then I realized that she looked so good that I fainted at the sight of her dressed like that

 

[Blaque Gurl]

She was competely shocked, but somehow, she managed to get him sitting up against the bed. She looked so little and weak, but she was pretty strong...she had to be, to protect herself when she first moved to America from Puerto Rico. She went into the bathroom, getting some smelling salts from the cabinet, and a glass of water, she returned to the bedroom, and knelt beside him.

Opening the salts, she ran them beneath his nose, until his eyelids began to flutter and he opened his eyes. By now, she was crying but, she hurridly wiped her eyes, with the back of her hand before he noticed...Not that he wouldn't since he was her best friend, and her eyes were turning red. He had scared her by fainting, and she wasn't sure why he had.

Holding the glass to his lips, so he could sip the water, she smiled...Not the way she usually did, this one seemed like she was just putting on a front.

"Was it really that bad...?"

 

[Phoenix]

As I came to I still had a hard time seperating fantasy and reality. One minute I was fantasizing about Aya the next minute she comes out in that outfit that she wore in my fantasy then everything went black. While the salts did their trick I slowly awoke but in my state of confusion. I pulled Aya close and planted the most romantic kiss I could manage.

However it was in midkiss I realized that this was not a fantasy and I was really kissing my best friend. Breaking the kiss with Aya in almost shock I jumped up and ran out to the balcony. Oh my god, I can't believe I just did that. Now she is gonna hate me. I feel like such an idiot. With one simple lack of thought I may have just harpooned my friendship with my best friend and one of the few things in my life I have not manage to ruin or corrupt. Contemplating my next move I was afraid to come back inside even though I am freezing out here without my coat. I know if I go back inside I'd have to see the face one of the few people on this that cared about me look at me with anger one her face. I began to quietly sob awaiting the explosion of the lady who controlled my heart. So much for the perfect gentleman.

 

[Blaque Gurl]

She was shocked when she felt his lips come up against hers passionately. That kiss was the most beautiful thing she had ever experienced, and she leaned into him, returning the kiss. Then, she felt a deep disappoint me, as he ripped himself away from her…the look in his eyes told her that J was just as shocked as she was. She also saw this look on his face…that said he hadn’t meant to kiss her, which hurt her deeply. She watched as he hurriedly left the bedroom and went out onto the balcony off of the sitting room, feeling as if he took a large part of her already hurt heart with him. It was very clear to her now that he didn’t want her, and he never would.

She stood up and went barefoot and still just in the thin nightie out onto the balcony to tell him that they should just forget about the kiss, and she was going to leave, since staying here in the hotel room together after what happened was a bad idea…but, she stopped. He hadn’t noticed she was there yet…and she could hear him crying, and she knew that he needed her. She forgot about the cold that caused goose bumps all over her skin and walked silently up behind him, sliding her slim arms around his waist from behind, resting her forehead against his back. She hadn’t seen him cry, at least in front of her, since he was a little boy.

She remembered one incident when they were about eight years old, when they had been roller skating together, and he had fell, scraping his knees. He had begun to cry, because he was in pain, and she began to cry as well, because she felt his pain inside of her. She helped him into her house, and sat him down on her father’s all white couch. She cleaned his wounds and bandaged them, letting him squeeze her hand as hard as he wanted, as she applied the alcohol to his knees with one hand. When she was done, she gave him her teddy bear and oreos, just to make him happy and smile. He had gone home before her father got home, since their families didn’t get along, even then. Her father had seen the blood on the white couch, and she told him the truth, that J had fell on his skates, and she had fixed him up. Her father gave her the worst beating she’d ever experienced, even to this day and she still had faint marks on her back from his leather belt. He had beaten her, because he told her not to play with J, she had let him into the house, and the fact that she had been alone with a boy in the house. She didn’t mean any harm, since she had only been eight at the time. After that, she’d never let another boy, not even J, into her house, and she played with him several blocks from her house. And when they got to be about thirteen, they found the cliff overlooking the city, which became their spot.

Because of that day, she realized that she would do anything for J…be anything that he needed her to be. Taking her arms from around his waist, she took his hand inside of hers, making him turn around to face her. Reaching up, she gently wiped the signs of his tears from his cheeks.

“Please…. don’t cry, J…Please don’t. …I don’t know why you kissed me, but I liked it…and I can tell that you didn’t mean to, and that you don’t feel the way I do about you…and, I’m okay with it…”

She shook her head, smiling sadly.

“No, I’m not okay with it, but I’ll learn to be…and, we can forget this ever happened. Okay?”

 

[Phoenix]

“Please…. don’t cry, J…Please don’t. …I don’t know why you kissed me, but I liked it…and I can tell that you didn’t mean to, and that you don’t feel the way I do about you…and, I’m okay with it…”

When she told me she liked my kiss, the tears began to change from sadness to uncontainable joy. I felt like one of the luckiest people alive because the girl I was in love with for all this time actually like me. I have been with many girls but they were all just substitutes for Aya because I thought, I did not have a chance with her but she just told me she liked me kissing her. As I stared into her beautiful eyes I felt my heart break into a 4th of July fireworks display that would rival any city in the world.

“No, I’m not okay with it, but I’ll learn to be…and, we can forget this ever happened. Okay?”

Lifting her little face with my hand I made sure that we had eye contact when I said "Aya, it is not okay with it either and I do not want to forget the kiss because it may be the only time I got the chance. Look Princess I have something to tell you and if I don't say it now I will never have the nerve to say again. (sniff) Aya, I like you more than a friend, matter of fact I think I am in love with you. I can understand if you feel wierded out and want me to leave (sniff)."


With her hands in mind and eye contact firmly established, I began to search the proverbial "windows to her soul" for what she was thinking and for once I was couldn't read her eyes like I usually do. Maybe because there were still tears in my own. I can't believe I said it. Finally after all this time I told her how I truely feel. If she feel the same way I do not know how happy. It would simply be off the chart. If she didn't feel the same way I would be crushed. I am not sure if I could live without Aya in my life. I might as well dive off this balcony now and spare the angst later.

 

[Blaque Gurl]

"Aya, it is not okay with it either and I do not want to forget the kiss because it may be the only time I got the chance. Look Princess I have something to tell you and if I don't say it now I will never have the nerve to say again. (sniff) Aya, I like you more than a friend, matter of fact I think I am in love with you. I can understand if you feel wierded out and want me to leave (sniff)."

She didn't say anything...keeping her hand inside of his, she lead him back inside of the warm hotel room, sliding the door close behind him, she sat down on the bed, and gently pulled his hand, so he sat down beside her. Sliding her arms around his neck, she brought her lips up to his, she began to kiss him gently. Bringing her lips back away from his, she whispered to him softly.

"I've loved you since I was 13, J...I never thought that you would love me back. I thought I would never have a chance with you."

Taking his hands, she placed them on her hips...moving closer to him, she brought her lips back up to his...

 

[Phoenix]

At first she was quiet and I feared the worst. My part was like it was split into two. I was beginning to wonder that the reason she was so quiet was because she was looking for a polite way to let me down. On the other hand I was praying that she was coming up with the words to tell me she felt the same way.

My heart was pounding and my palms became more and more sweaty as she lead me inside away from the cold balcony sliding the door closed as we passed. Sitting down on the bed I was almost sure she was going to tell me that we were just friends and nothing more when she leaned forward and placed a smooth gentle kiss against my lip. I was in heaven. I was just about to kiss back when she broke the kiss and said

"I've loved you since I was 13, J...I never thought that you would love me back. I thought I would never have a chance with you."

I wanted to tell her I felt the same. I wanted to tell her about all the times I had to force myself to keep my emotions bottled up and secret. I wanted to tell her about all the times I sat there and envied all the guys that would try to get her number. I wanted to tell her about all the time I would pretend my dates and flings were really with her instead of those waste of time women. I wanted to say all those things however I never got the chance because before I could talk, Aya put my hands on her hips and we began to passionately kiss.

Tasting her lips on mind, I was in heaven. They were so juicy yet soft and smooth. felt like this was the greatest moment of my young life, but deep down I was kicking myself because I just realized we could have done this years ago. Oh well I don't know about Aya but I can't wait to make up for lost time.

 

[Blaque Gurl]

Slowly, she broke her lips back away from his...She slid up to the top of the bed, and underneath her covers, motioning for him to come up there with her...

"You don't know how much it hurt me to see you with those other girls...when, I wanted to be with you badly. I mean...after a while my "boyfriends" stopped trying to get me to like them in return...they knew I never cared about them...and that I was in love with someone else...and that I wouldn't give them my virginity...I think deep down I was waiting for you...because you're the only one I've ever wanted to be with...and I only want to lose my virginity to you...."

She smiled softly...blushing just a little bit. She finally got all of her feelings for him out in the open, and she felt like a big weight was being lifted off her shoulders...and for the first time that she could remember, she was really...happy. Estatic, even.

She watched him as he came to the top of the bed with her, holding the covers open, and she remained silent, so he could speak his mind...

 

[Phoenix]

"You don't know how much it hurt me to see you with those other girls...when, I wanted to be with you badly. I mean...after a while my "boyfriends" stopped trying to get me to like them in return...they knew I never cared about them...and that I was in love with someone else...and that I wouldn't give them my virginity...I think deep down I was waiting for you...because you're the only one I've ever wanted to be with...and I only want to lose my virginity to you...."

I climbed to the top of the bed slowly all the while my mind was caught between what she said and my heart singing a thousand love songs at the same time. Staring into her gorgeous eyes I slid off my shoes and laid next to her still fully clothed facing her and once again being caught in those hypnotic eyes. Like most guys I tend to pick a body part and focus on it, however with Aya there are too many things about her that are so perfect I have a hard time choosing what to focus on, but somehow it has always been her beautiful emerald green eyes that had me locked in. Maybe it is the way it contrasts with her beautiful honey colored skin or the fact that they were perfectly fit with the rest of her beautiful features.

" I felt the same way when I say you with all those other guys. Most of my relationships with those girls bombed because I was so into you they thought I was cheating on them with you. I even called your name when I had sex with some of those women... Are you sure you want me to take your virginity tonight Aya my love... I want it to be special for you...I want everything to be perfect for that day when we make love... But then again as long as you are here, I can't imagine anything more perfect."

Oh lord I can't believe this girl has a hardened criminal like me blushing and whipped already without even being naked. lol

 

[Blaque Gurl]

" I felt the same way when I say you with all those other guys. Most of my relationships with those girls bombed because I was so into you they thought I was cheating on them with you. I even called your name when I had sex with some of those women... Are you sure you want me to take your virginity tonight Aya my love... I want it to be special for you...I want everything to be perfect for that day when we make love... But then again as long as you are here, I can't imagine anything more perfect."

Softly, she blushed, and took her eyes away from his...but, she could only bare it for a moment, and she looked back into those eyes of his, which she felt like she could stare into forever.

"You...called my name...?"

She blushed even harder, even though she smiled. It made her feel a little good that he had her on his mind enough to mistake another woman for her in bed...though she doubted that they were very happy about it.

She began to slide the tips of her nails along his cheek, then down along her jaw, as she began to quietly sing to him...She had a beautiful voice, an alto, but she never sang anywhere besides in the church choir when she was younger, because she was shy about it...but, she felt more comfortable here with him, then she had anywhere else at any other time in her life.

" 'I'm not always there with you call...but, I'm always on time...And I gave you my all...So, baby be mine...' ''

Softly, she smiled, moving closer to him, so their bodies lightly touched, sending shocks of electricity through her...

"Yes, J...I'm ready...and I want you to make love to me here..."

She whispered softly to him...the thought of letting him touch her like she never had before scared her and excited her all at once.

 

[Phoenix]

"You...called my name...?"

As she began ask about my habit of calling out her name during intercourse with other girls, I began to get embarrassed. Sometime I tend to cross the line between talking from my heart and giving a tender moment and then sometimes I create TMI or too much information moment. When this happens it is either an amusing moment or maybe nervous quiet shell of someone backing away in search of someone who has all their marbles and or it just simply on of the embarassing pictures on the calogue of life.

" 'I'm not always there with you call...but, I'm always on time...And I gave you my all...So, baby be mine...' ''

When she ran her finger along my jaw, I still marvelled at it's effect on me. Her touch still sent chills down my spine. However it was when she began to sing is when she really took my breath away. It had been only the second time I actually heard her sing like this. The first time was around the first few times we met at the cliff. It was winter and she was cold and for some reason she decided to wait outside. I guess to cal herself she began to sing to herself, while unbeknownst to her I watched from the bushes. Partaking in her siren song as it pulled on my heartstrings in ways I was not ready to understand. I waited quietly in the shadows until she was I could take no more. Once she heard something move behind her the siren song stopped and that was the last I heard her ever sing until now. I missed hearing her voice this way as she softly sung to me while she got closer. All the while eye contact was never broken. Her beautiful emerald eyes were locked into my dark brown ones, so far in passion at we could spend hours like this and it would only feel like moments.

"Yes, J...I'm ready...and I want you to make love to me here..."

After she told me that, for a second I was slightly confused. I mean I have had sex before but I never made love to someone and I was wondering what exactly could I do. I remember when I had sex with Jasmine all I had to do was suck on her neck to get her worked up or with Lexus where when I rubbed her pussy she almost instantly became dripping wet. Now those two girls were just sexual relationships where both parties were just interested on getting their rocks of this moment with Aya was much different, with her it is about do something with so much love and passion that it was going to be a symbol of the expression of our love for all time. Plus she saved herself for me all these years the least I could do is bring my best to make her know how much I love the statement her saving herself for me. I know many guys who would kill to be where I am right now and frankly if someone else where her instead of me I would be one of those guys.

 

[Blaque Gurl]

She saw the confusion in his eyes, and she knew what he was thinking...Well, she had heard tales from the other girls, about how they fucked J, and her being the lady she was...She only busted Lexus's lip when no one was around. Yani never heard anything about Lexus messing with J ever again after that...or from anyone else at her school. Now, everybody just thought she was crazy bitch, who was obsessed with J, but she let them think what they wanted, and she didn't really care.

"I...feel like I have to be truthful for a moment longer. I was the one that busted Lexus's lip that time. She kept bragging about you and her...and I got mad, so I punched her in the mouth, and my ring sliced her lip open by accident..."

She blushed hard, and looked away from him. Sudden acts of violence weren't her style, though there had been many girls she felt like giving black eyes to...Not just the ones that bragged about being with J...the ones that just messed with her out of jealousy.

She rested her forehead against his shoulder, and sighed softly...she felt bad about what happened, but she didn't regret it...