Olivia lost her parents at the age of 14, prompting her to live with her mother's best friend, her guardian. She grew up hearing stories of Michael, the son of her guardian,making him her teenage crush and first love.
Michael, a soldier, had abruptly finished his tour of duty and decided to live in his mother's town together with his girlfriend. He knew of the girl living with his mom and thought nothing about her, until their first meeting. She had blossomed into a beautiful, confident, and smart young lady. Michael's girlfriend did not like what was happening between the two, but the mother seems to be approving of the situation.
What happened during their first meeting? What could their future hold?
He swept my wet hair back, then leaned down to brush his lips over my neck. The next thing I knew, he was licking my neck up to my earlobe. I closed my eyes and tried so hard not to moan.
“You’re such a temptress, Oh-liv-i-ah.” He said as he curled his arm around my waist, his lips just over my ear. My body shivered at his touch.
Stop this nonsense, Olivia! My mind seemed to be shouting. I put my hands on his chest, ready to push him. But my body was not cooperating. Michael pulled my hair back softly, forcing me to look up to him. He placed his forehead on mine.
“Just one kiss, baby girl.” I didn’t know if he was intoxicated, but surely, I was. His eyes scanned my face, lingering a few seconds on my lips before going back to my eyes. I could not do anything, but say his name softly, “Michael.” It was all that he needed to dip his head to mine, to cover my mouth with his. He started to move his lips slowly and I try to match the movements. I gasped when he bit my bottom lip, giving him a chance for his tongue to enter my mouth. I felt like I was going to melt, my knees were all getting weak. I encircled my arms around his neck, my chest pressed on to his body. He tightened his hold around me, while his other arm went up to my back, his hand supporting the back of my head. His tongue was softly rubbing his tongue against mine, as if testing my responsiveness. I moved my tongue and rubbed back. He seemed to like it, because he tilted his head to deepen the kiss.