Chapter 28: Nervous

Kara POV

I was so nervous when we got to his house. He made coffee. I could tell he was just as nervous as I was. I did not know what to expect. But he was wondering around his kitchen. I assume trying to figure out what to do next. When he finally spoke, it caught me off guard.

" Let's go to my room," he stated.

" OK." was all I could say.

We went to his room.

" Take your shirt off and bra off," he stated.

I had a look of surprise on my face. This was going to be like the rest of my encounters where they just get me undressed and slam their cocks into me. I did as he asked and then wrapped my arms around myself. I was nervous he might not like my body. I was always self-conscious about it.

" Lay down on your stomach, beautiful. I'm going to give you a massage," he stated.

I did as he asked. But I was nervous. I laid down on the bed on my stomach. I placed a pillow under my arm. To kind of lift my head up. I was as stiff as a board. He sounded domineering. I wanted him to just get done so he could take me home. This isn't going like I had hoped. He reached over to the night stand and grabbed some lotion.

I could hear him squirting some lotion on his hands. Then I heard the sound of him rubbing his hands together. At least he didn't squirt it directly onto my back. He started rubbing my shoulders. I could feel myself starting to relax. He continued to rub my back. He hit a sore spot. I jumped a little bit. I was not expecting that.

" Are you OK?" he asked.

"Yes, you just hit a sore spot," I responded.

He then started massaging my lower back. It felt good. I started to relax more. I put my arms out to the side. He then started massaging my arms. Which I thought was kind of strange. Why would he want to do that? I knew they were sore from using them and lifting things. I was still lying on my stomach.

" Flip onto your back, babe," he stated.

I did as he asked. He just stared at me for what felt like eternity. I started to breathe heavily. I knew where this was going. But I was getting wetter by the minute. He leaned down and kissed me. I returned the kiss. I tensed up as his hand brushed the top of one of my breasts.

" Relax, baby," he stated.

He whispered in my ear. It was softer and sensual. He started to rub his hands over my stomach. His hands were rough from working outside and his touch was gentle. It was sending shivers down my body.n I loved the feel of his hands on my stomach. The roughness did something for me. I wasn't sure what but it did. What he did next shocked me.

He leaned in and wrapped his mouth around my right nipple. I gasp. I had never had anyone suck on my nipples before. I felt amazing. It was sending waves of arousal all over my body. I could tell he was getting just as turned on as me. He moved his mouth to the other nipple. While he was sucking on my other nipple, he was playing with the right nipple with his hands. I started to buck my hips.

I started to grab the sheets and twist them in my hands. What he was doing was something that nobody has ever done to me. When he put his fingers in my pussy, I thought he was going to tear me apart. He moved them in and out, and I reached my climax. The whole time, he made sure to tell me it was and to relax.

Nobody that I have been with before cared enough to make sure I was comfortable. They would just shove it in. I was grateful that he took his time. After I reached my climax, I was exhausted and laid on the bed. I could tell by looking at him that he was struggling with a decision. After what seemed like forever, he finally spoke.

" Are you OK, baby?" he asked.

" Yes," I responded.

Are you kidding? I was more than OK. I wanted to feel him inside me. But I could already feel that I was sore from just from his fingers. He had some big fingers. But I could imagine everything about him was going to be big.

" As much as I want you to spend the night, I think you should go home tonight," he stated.

I was disappointed, but I understood. Judging from the bulge in his pants, he was huge. He was also turned on.

" Why do you want me to go home?" I asked.

" Beautiful, I do not want you to go home. With what we just did, you are tight, and I don't want to hurt you." he stated.

" Is that a bad thing?" I asked.

" No baby. I love that, but it's going to take time to work you up to taking me into your pussy." he stated.

Wow, he was so forthcoming and honest. At least he did not lie to me.

" Will you at least let me jerk you off," I asked.

" No baby." he stated.

" If you start doing that, I would want to go further," he stated.

" I want our first time having intercourse to be special and not rushed," he stated.

He was way different from the men I had been with. They usually did not care about any romance. I knew that I would dream of him tonight. I wasn't sexually frustrated anymore. I was exhausted. I would usually argue my point. But I decided that I would let him take me home.

" Go straighten yourself out and then meet me in the kitchen," he stated.

" Ok ." I stated.

I went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. I looked like I had been running. My hair was a mess, my cheeks were red, and I was covered in sweat again. I really needed a shower. But I will wait until I get home. I washed my face and changed into my street clothes. I put my new work out outfit in my gym bag.

I then went to the kitchen. He was waiting with a bottle of water.