As the kiss got deeper, Tyler’s hand found its way to Isabella’s zipper on the back of her romper and he started to unzip it. At that moment, Isabella came back to herself and pulled away. Startled Tyler removed his hand from her back and asked, “What’s wrong.”
Isabella quickly got off Tyler’s lap, pulled the zipper back up, and said “I’m not ready,” her head was down and she turned away from him. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to, she just wasn't ready. They hadn’t even started dating yet and she was afraid that if she gave into her desire, she would end up like all the other women he had been with, discarded.
“Oh. Right, I’m sorry, I got ahead of myself,” Tyler said sheepishly. He was so used to girls throwing themselves at him every chance they got, so Isabella stopping before anythin
