9

Monica was having trouble sleeping, thinking about Kiera said. Could she talk to James about it? How did he feel about it? Was he nervous too? Was he still a virgin? No, probably not. He thoughts were interrupted by a soft knock on her door.

“Who is it?”

“James.”

He was at her door. Could he sense her turmoil? No, that’s silly.

She slowly got up, put on her robe, and opened the door. He walked in and sat down in the chair in her room.

“It’s late. Is everything alright?”

“I wanted to talk to you about something and you may even thin it silly. But if I don’t say anything now, Ill never be able to sleep.”

“James, you’re scaring me.”

“Just hear me out. You don’t have to say anything.”

Monica sat down, nervous about what it was that was troubling him just hours away from their wedding.

“It’s no secret that I’m no virgin. But thinking about it, I realized you are. Even though I am experienced in sex, I don’t want t screw things up for you. That fear alone that I would hurt you or make you unhappy makes me rethink everything. Bur I am here because Garret says he and Kiera do this and look at them.”

“I’m worried about that too. In fact, Kiera gave me the same advice. I’m terrified. My first time with be with you. I never thought about you this way until about seven months ago. I don’t know what to expect or to think or anything.”

“Glad I’m not alone, but now what do we do about it?”

“Honestly I don’t know. Should’ve asked you brother what happens next.”

“With them, I’m scared to know.”

They talked and laughed for a bit. Monica let out a yawn and apologized.

“Didn’t realize I was so tired.”

“Its alright. Ill go and let you get some sleep.”

“James?”

“Yes?”

“I’m glad we talked. I feel much better.”

“Me to.”

“Goodnight James.”

“Goodnight Monica.”

As he was walking out, he stopped and turned to her as she was taking off her robe. She turned to see him still standing there. Instead of covering back up, she stood there, not knowing what to do. James stood speechless. He had seen a woman’s body before, but never imagined Monica’s. He approached her slowly and took her lips in his. She felt strange and knew what may happen, but she didn’t stop it. At eighteen, she was ready and only with James. He moved his hands lower on her body and made her shiver. He stopped and looked at her.

“Tell me to stop.”

“If I don’t?”

“Mon, you don’t…”

“But I do. All my life, I lived with the thought that Dale would be doing this. A few times, he almost forced it. I trust you, James.”

“Mon...”

She silenced him with a kiss, and she could feel his control slowly slipping. His hands started roaming again, but under her nightgown. She pressed herself into him and he lost it. He lifted her into his arms and laid her on the bed. He took off his boots and shirt and stared at her.

“Anytime you want to stop, just tell me and we will stop.”

“Okay.”

She ran her fingers over his chest. She knew James was fit and muscular but actually seeing his was something different. He was sculpted perfectly. He began kissing her neck and working his way down. He stopped momentarily to take her nightgown off. She bared to his view and couldn’t look away. He massaged her breasts and she let a moan escape her lips. He claimed her lips to keep her silent. His lips trailed down her collar bone and to her breasts. After devoting time to both, he kept going down. He started at her thigh and worked his way in. Monica stared at him like he was crazy.

“Remember, if you want to stop…”

“No. keep going.”

She was curious as to what he was doing. A rush of pleasure washed over her as he plunged his tongue deep inside her. She kept a hand over her mouth as waves of pleasure hit her. She felt her body tense and a warmth grow over her as she relaxed, and James came back to her.

“You okay?”

She just nodded her head as she attempted to catch her breath. She watched as he began to take his breeches off. It was then, she realized to her horror, James wasn’t naked. When she saw it, she gaped at him, making him laugh. He positioned himself above her and stared at her.

“Ready?”

“Are you sure?”

“Ill try not to hurt you.”

“I trust you,”

She grabbed onto him arms as he started kissing her. Next thing she knew, she felt a pressure on her womanhood. It was painful and she cried out in James’ mouth. Once he was in, he just sat there for a bit and let her get used to feel of him. After the pain subsided, she stared into his eyes.

“Am I hurting you?”

“No.”

“Promise?”

“Yes.”

He began to slowly move inside her and drive her crazy. This feeling was more intense than when he had kissed her there. She was going mad and James caught every moan and cry in his mouth. Once they were both spent. He came out of her and laid next her.

The two stared at each other for some time, not speaking a word. Finally, James spoke as he started to get up.

“I should go. Be best if when they wake us, we are in our own beds.”

“Good idea.”

He got up and started getting dressed. She started getting her nightgown on when she caught him staring.

“What?”

“Nothing.”

“No, come on. What are thinking?”

“That I may have to thank my brother for once.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“James, no matter what happens, I don’t regret what happened tonight.”

“Neither do I.”

He kissed her and slipped out of her room. Halfway down the hall, he heard a voice.

“And I thought I was the bad brother. At least Kiera and I can control ourselves.”

“Garret.”

“So, I take you two talked?”

“It wasn’t intended. It just happened.”

“It always does.”

“You can’t tell me you never…”

“Not once. Kiera is still a virgin. I’m not only because it got bad once and she said she wasn’t ready and gave permission for me to take care of it. Kiera and I have never had sex.”

“That’s incredible.”

“Don’t worry. I won’t tell. I mean you are getting married to her in a few hours after all.”

“Thanks, man. For everything.”

“No problem.”

James watched his brother walk away and could not believe that after all this time, he and Kiera have never done anything. He was eighteen and she was seventeen. He knew their wedding day wasn’t far off.

He went to get some sleep and wanted tomorrow to be perfect.