Date with Alpha

Nina pov: My name is Nina; I’m 18 years old and a virgin. I have a handsome boyfriend who has been dating for two months, but I have never slept with him. It’s not that he can’t; it’s me. At 8 p.m., Tyler and I arrived at the hotel once again. The room had the most comfortable lighting, temperature, and humidity; there was also a faint scent in the air, the smell of Tyler’s favorite eau de toilette for men. All of this was prepared by me in advance at the hotel. The moment the room door closed, my heartbeat suddenly accelerated. I took the initiative to take off my trench coat jacket to reveal the sexy black pajamas I had purposely put on tonight. The top was a deep v-neckline; the bottom was a very short skirt that barely covered my hips completely. It was chosen for me by my best friend. She said that this pajama set perfectly shows off my figure. It’s a little uneasy for me to try this for the first time. I was worried that Tyler wouldn’t like it. In fact, the moment he turned around and saw me, a smile appeared on his calm face. He took me into his arms first. He said, “You’re beautiful tonight. Surprising!” Then he kissed me passionately on the lips, my neck ...... Then he teased my more sensitive breasts while pulling and tugging hard on my short skirt. He was a boy of excellent skills, and perhaps I should have felt pleasure and desire. But at that moment, I felt nothing. Even when he touched my skin, my body would instinctively resist. This is not the first time this has happened. I didn’t know what was wrong with me, because I obviously liked him. He was handsome, sunny, and muscular ...... I was so excited for him that I couldn’t sleep because he had agreed to be my boyfriend. But we couldn’t have a normal s****l relationship. While I was lost in thought, Tyler had removed my top and was sucking hard on my breasts, stirring his tongue with great skill to provoke my lust. His body was already reacting in a very noticeable way. The skin was hot, breathing quickly, and he had a hard-on. I knew he wanted it badly, and as his girlfriend, I was more than willing to satisfy him. I held back my discomfort and tried to match him, wrapping my arms around him. But I overexerted, his teeth knocked against my breast. “Ouch!” I instinctively pushed him away, and I was so strong that I pushed him right to the ground. He looked at me with disappointment, “I can’t believe you pushed me away!” “You don’t feel anything at all, do you? You’re practically like a log!” His questioning made it hard for me, but there was no excuse for it. I couldn’t help but blame myself for all the faults. My best friend said that I was too humble in my fondness for Tyler. She said that a highly educated woman like me should be more confident with all the good veggies. It would be best if Tyler took the initiative to please me. But Tylor was the only person in my last 18 years who has accepted my confession. After all, no one likes a stereotypical, uninteresting nerd. Black-rimmed glasses, a dark jacket, and a white shirt are my standards. When I like someone, I want to be nice to him and hope I can satisfy him. But I always messed up. Even then, Tyler didn’t even mention breaking up with me. However, I still couldn’t satisfy him. I really blamed myself anxiously. “I ...... am sorry!” I felt sorry. “It’s the fifth time! Every time it’s interrupted because of various situations! I doubt if you really like me!” There was already some anger in Tyler’s words. I explained eagerly, “Baby, I’m so sorry, I don’t know what’s wrong with me! But please don’t doubt my love for you. I have not loved anyone else but you. This is ...... my first time, and maybe it’s rather nerve-wracking.” “Forget it! I’m going back.” Tyler was getting dressed as he spoke. Seeing him leaving, I panicked and said in a rush, “Why don’t we try again. I think I need a drink; the alcohol will numb my nerves and relax me a bit. Don’t get mad, okay?” Tyler’s furrowed brow finally relaxed a bit, and he said, “I’m going to get the wine.” I stopped him: “You rest here, I’ll go and buy. I know where to get your favorite wine.” As I spoke, I had picked up my wallet and headed out. I didn’t breathe a sigh of relief until I walked out of the hotel. I insisted on coming out to buy it, partly out of guilt for Tyler and partly because I didn’t know how to face Tyler. In fact, I clearly knew that alcohol didn’t work for me, perhaps not so much. I’m a good drinker, and I rarely get drunk. I had elaborately prepared for several hours, but it ended so casually. I was not willing. A few minutes later, I went to the convenience store. I bought my drinks as fast as I could and then eagerly left. I didn’t want to keep Tyler waiting too long. And that’s when a man walked in the door; I was completely oblivious and ended up running right into him. “Sorry, sorry ......” I hastily apologized. “It’s okay!” The man’s voice was lovely, low and magnetic, and seemed to carry a lighthearted smile. I couldn’t help but look up at him. The man was handsome, with three-dimensional, deep features and beautiful blue eyes. When I met his gaze, it was like an electric current that hit my heart. My heart was beating like crazy, along with my breathing hard, and my limbs had a sense of limpness. I had never felt anything like it before. What’s happening to me?