Very slowly, Keegan removed his shirt, revealing a thick hairy chest and stomach. I immediately touched it; his chest hair was definitely covering up defined pectoral muscles. He pulled me in close, lifting my shirt, and sliding it effortlessly over my head. Tit for tat, piece for piece, we helped each other remove our clothing until we were naked.
I remember the feeling of his warm body and hot water against my skin in the shower. As he held me close, he kissed me gently as the water just rushed over us. We couldn’t stop at that point, despite his phone ringing off the hook from work, since he was on-call. We teased and played in the shower, discovering each other’s body slowly and carefully.
We dried each other off and headed back to my bedroom, where we once again snuggled under my blankets. Being naked and freshly washed, we were both very nervous and clung to each other before a fit of giggles caught us both by surprise. We were like two teenagers, a little unsure, a little nervous, both wanting and desiring to make love. But as we had worked ourselves up, we both realized the need to just let things happen naturally, rather than trying to fulfill a promise to just do it after 10 dates.
Keegan held me close, as we both calmed down and relaxed, nearly falling back to sleep. I could feel his manhood getting harder and harder, pressing against my lower back as we spooned and snuggled. Feeling him so excited reminded me of how badly I wanted to sleep with him after having a serious dry spell, and not being able to convince him with my sexy lingerie earlier in our dates.
I reached back and grabbed his manhood, stroking him as I adjusted his position. Keegan didn’t hesitate to kiss me passionately as he pushed himself inside me. Before I knew it, we were changing positions and gaining speed; he was on top of me, kissing me passionately, and there we were making love for the first time, as if it was our last time.
We quickly found our rhythm; our likes and dislikes were very similar as we whispered to each other what we wanted. Figuring out how to make one another orgasm was as easy as pushing a button for both of us, as we were this in-tune by the time we made love.
By the time we had finished, it was nearly 9 a.m. As I laid there staring into his beautiful brown eyes, caressing his head, I couldn’t help but kiss and cuddle him just a little longer. We ignored his phone as it continued ringing, and just laid there looking into each other’s eyes.
I was, without a doubt, deeply in love with this gentleman, and he too was cautiously in love with me. But it would be three more months before he would tell me verbally that he felt that way, because were about to find out that we were mismatched in a few big ways.