"It wasn't like a first kiss because we knew each other too intimately for that. And it wasn't like a last kiss because we had only just begun.
It was the kiss you spend your whole life waiting for. "

- Nicole Williams

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The atmosphere was calm and quiet as we checked in the hotel.

'Thank god it isn't giving creepy vibes.' I thought while looking around.

The receptionist placed our IDs back on the counter after the necessary paper work and Murat picked up my ID before I could, drowning me in a poool of embarrassment.

"No no give it to me." I kept my voice low while trying to snatch away my ID card from his long arms. "I'm looking ugly in that picture," I whined.

"I'm checking something else." He replied calmly, unbothered by my useless tries.

I felt like a chaotic kid ruining the peaceful environment. I picked up his ID from the counter as revenge and muffled my laugh while looking at his pic.

He is looking so cute and funny!
Smol Murat!

After checking god knows what, he gave back my ID. Few seconds later, we got our key and followed a guy who took us to the room, passing through a corridor. I glance at the various doors while passing through, thinking what might be happening behind them.

"You were hungry right?" Murat asked me, grabbing my attention.

"Umm yeah."

"So, shall I bring something from the restaurant nearby while you wait here? Or you want to eat later?" He whispered in my ear.

"Umm they must have a menu too I think?" I referred to the hotel we are in.

"Wait. Excuse me? Do you have a menu available too?" He asked the guy who was busy unlocking the door.

"Yeah its added with the room service," the guy replied, opening the door for us.

"Okay thanks," Murat replied to him and faced me, "So?"

"Umm. Let's eat later on our way out from here." I tilted my head and mumbled in his ear.

I don't want to waste any more minutes I have left with him.

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Goosebumps crawled over me the moment Murat closed the door behind me. After the whole day's rush-rush, we were finally alone.

Just the two of us.

I was trying to act calm while placing my purse and coat on the bed as he went across the room.

"Yaha koi sheesha nahi hai?" My eyes were roaming around the room. (They don't have a mirror here?)

"Idhar hai to." He gestured towards the wall behind him. (here it is)

I finally let my hair loose from the high ponytail while looking into the mirror and give a slow scalp massage.

Hayee, this 'sukoon'. (relief)

"I'll be back in two minutes," I informed him and went inside the washroom next to me.

"Did I got my periods?" I whispered to myself while checking the undergarments.

Yes I was late on my periods, so the wetness made me doubt.

"No Hayat you are just fucking wet." I cursed myself and went outside after cleaning up.

He was on the bed, all calm and chill.
Or was he pretending too?

I take a look into the mirror thinking if I should tie my hair or not?

"Kya kar rahi ho?" His voice interrupted my thoughts.
(what are you doing?)

"Haa bas hogya." I smoothen my already straight hair.
(yeah just done with it)

I decided to drop the idea and went towards the bed while running fingers through my hair. I kept the remaining stuff in my purse and crawled over the bed, sitting across him.

He shifted towards me and the moment his hands touched my waist, words rushed out from my mouth, "Sabar. Sabar." (Patience. Patience)

"Sabar hi to nahi ho raha kabse," he murmured. (My patience limit has crossed now.)

I glanced at him, our face inches away and I felt blood rushing in every vein in my body, making me feel hot.

His flirty side is back.

Tearing away my gaze from him, I grabbed my purse to keep the remaining hairpins inside as an excuse.

"Kya kar rahi ho ab tum." He whispered and bit my ear while snaking his arm around me, pulling me closer. (what are you busy with?)

At this moment, my soul left my body.
I closed my eyes.
Earth swallow me.
He is tooo clossee.
Damn!
Things will really happen now.
You can't run away Hayat.

I opened my eyes with the gaze still focused on my purse. "Saman rakh rahi hu bas," (just keeping stuff in purse) was all I could say.
More like mumble.

Suddenly I felt like electricity ran through my leg and my face turned instantly.
His fingers were scratching my knee slowly.
Ya khuda ye ladka!
(Oh god this guy!)

"Ye to utaarogi na tum," he smirked while squeezing my thighs softly, referring to the leggings. (You'll remove this right?)

I couldn't think of what to say.
My brain abandoned me when I needed it the most.
What a betrayal!

Blood rushed to my cheeks and without meeting his eyes, I mumbled, "Mujhe baal bandhne hain, jhamooran lag rahi hu." (I have to tie my hair. It's all messy.)

Yes, plan changed.
I wasn't feeling confident anymore.

"Nahi, sahi hai. Aise hi rehne do." (No, it's looking fine. Keep it as it is) His fingers removed some hair strands from my face.

Really?
Is this how it feels?
I couldn't believe his words because insecurity was crawling over me.

My eyes went up to his face as his fingers grazed against my ear, tucking my hair behind and our eyes met again. He cupped my cheek which made me lean into his touch more.

The close proximity was calming yet thrilling. We held a brief eye contact with no words spoken.
Just lost in each other's eyes.
In our own bubble.

How can someone make you feel all the polar opposite emotions at the same time?

His soft touch was urging me to snuggle in his arms, while his brown eyes...
Oh, his brown eyes...
They were staring deep into my soul, urging me to run away.
From him.
From vulnerability.

But I couldn't help but drown myself in those captivating eyes, trusting them with everything I have.

The intense moment made me lick my lips out of reflex and that was a bad-bad move because it made his gaze flicker between my lips and the eyes.

And BAM.

Without wasting a second, his lips landed on mine, making me go blank.

I was trying to digest everything at once.
His wet lips sucking mine.
Tongue rolling over my lips.
His hand at my back.
Him cupping my face.

MY FIRST KISS WAS FINALLY HAPPENING.

It felt like he was about to eat me up which made my spine shiver. I tried to understand his sync as he cupped both of my cheeks. I ruffled his hair while trying to kiss back with whatever I learned in these past few seconds, and he took the chance to enter his tongue inside, taking full control.

In no time he hovered over me and my back melted against the soft bed as he gets passionate with every second. Finally I understood the trick and we were kissing in perfect sync as his hand smoothens my waist.

Yayy I learned how to kiss!

And he pulled back.
Not to stop.
But to explore my neck.

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Warning: Mature content ahead

His lips crawled over my jawline and neck, giving me goosebumps. He pulled back to open my buttons while I just stared at him.

It was hard not to look at him.
He was just.. so beautiful.

But maybe my continuous gaze made him nervous as he was struggling with the buttons, so I helped him out and removed my shirt.

That much affect?
Lol

As we laid down into a comfortable position, he asked, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

"What are you thinking?"

"Nothing. I'm just blank. My mind's not working right now."

He snuggled in my neck with his hands roaming over my lower body.

"Wait a minute." I stopped him and removed my earrings as they were pinching me.

He intertwined our fingers and captured my lips. "Shall I remove your top?" He whispered in between the kisses.

I shook my head in denial.

"Why?" He paused and looked at me with furrowed eyebrows. "Look, are you comfortable with me?"

I nodded in yes.

His expressions relaxed and whispered against my lips, "Then why not?", claiming them again.

I kept quiet as if the words were stuck in my throat and let him undress me. He removed his sweater too but my gaze averted.
I was just shy probably.
And nervous.

His kisses were becoming intense and dominant with each second, making my stomach twist and toes curl, while our hands were busy exploring each other's skin.

Every inch of skin.

I don't remember how long we were busy making out but one thing I surely remember is, he was breathtakingly beautiful.

It was the 31st of January but I didn't shiver for once despite being naked.

Is this what they call bodies on fire?

Suddenly he broke our moment and opened his bag.

"What-" I was confused at his sudden change as he took out a pill and his water bottle. "What's that for?" I sat beside him.

"For a longer period of erection."

"WHAT! DON'T!" I covered my mouth.

But he had already gulped it down.

"Tum pagal ho! Kyu li !! Or ab ye dusri kyu le rahe ho?!" I panicked when he took out a second pill.
(Are you crazy! Why did you-? And why are you having it again?!)

"Arey ye headache ki hai," he chuckled and drank some more water. (Arey, this one's for headache)

I put my hand on my forehead in sigh. He stood up beside the bed and lay me down again. He places one pillow in-between us and hovered at me.

"Just one time," he murmured against my lips with pleading eyes.

"No." I knew what he was referring to.

"Please. I just want to try." He pleaded.

"Murat, we don't have a condom!"

Ye ladka mujhe pagal krdega!
(this guy will make me go crazy!)

He got up and grabbed my thighs pulling me towards him.
And damn!
He pulled me with no strength at all.
Like I'm a feather!

I again placed my hands on my forehead with a sigh, being so done with him.

Murat and his curiosity for sex!

After 3 unsuccessful attempts I was getting used to the pain but after that I couldn't hide my laughter.

"What's so funny?" He raised his eyebrow.

"I'm telling you it won't go inside." I chuckled.

"Why not?"

He pushed more and I felt more stinging sensation which made me wince.

"It will just take a little time," he crawled over me and captured my lips again, continuing our makeout session.

"What else do you want me to do?" He mumbled while looking into my eyes.

His eyes were soft and warm,
Deeper than the ocean,
Flaming with love and lust at once.
His deep chocolatey brown eyes.
Damn! I'm in love with them.

I actually got lost in his eyes for a few seconds before I realized he was waiting for my answer.

"Anything you want," I breathed out.

I regretted the moment I said it because his lips travelled down my body.

"No, wait. Murat listen!" He stopped his movements and looked at me. "Listen. Come here."

I felt as if he was going to do that oral stuff.
I can't handle it.
Not yet.

"Hmmm?" He hovered at me again, burying his eyes into mine.

I placed my hand on the back of his neck and began scratching it with my nails softly, "Tell me one thing."

"Hmm?" He placed his arm under my head.

"If even your finger can't go inside, how will that go?" I chuckled, covering my mouth with my other hand.

He looked down at my opening and in an instant I felt a twinge between my legs. I gasped and looked down, finding his hand between my legs.

"It went," he murmured softly and our eyes met.

He started thrusting slowly and I pulled his face towards me. Taking my signal, he leaned down and kissed me passionately, biting my lower lip after sucking it.

This move gave me mixed feelings.
Part of me loved it when he got dominant, but part of me got irritated as I can't kiss back.

I moaned in between the kiss and clutched his hair as he thrust his finger deeper and faster. His increasing speed made my back arch and I broke the kiss, gasping for air. My reactions were getting out of control as he kept on pacing up while sucking my neck.

I swear it was the best fingering I have ever had.

We had one last kiss as he slows down. "Shall we try now?" He pulled back.

"Uff." I covered my face with palms.

We tried again but I couldn't stop wincing at his every push. He peppered kisses all over my neck, shoulder, and bosom, coming down to my stomach as I ruffled his soft hair.

"Murat," I murmured his name to get his attention, "It's stinging a lot."

"You have to control a little bit too you know?" He murmured back.

I shook my head and repeated again, "It's really pinching me a lot now. As if the skin is about to tear up."

He cupped my cheek and kissed my forehead, "Okay," moulding his lips into mine to calm me down. He pulled back after a few brief minutes and muttered, "Now do one thing. Come over me."

I climbed over him with our hands still intertwined and noticed how perfectly his hand fits into mine.
My eyes flickered to the mirror in front of us, noticing our reflection.

This girl looks so different.
Is this really me?

I glanced down at him as we adjusted into the position. Gradually, we started grinding with a slow pace and damn!
This felt good.
It was inviting my wild self out.

I graze my fingers over his cheek moving towards his nose, examining every inch of his face. His eyes flutter close for a micro second allowing me to touch his eyelids. At last my fingers stopped at his wet lips and I leaned forward to capture them for the first time myself.

First kiss initiated by me.

I kissed him softly while cupping his face as he reciprocates my strokes. I moved towards his neck sucking it up which made him groan and clutch my hair. I went further down to his shoulder enjoying his reactions.

I wish time could stop right now.
But that's the thing we were short of.

One hour was already over and all the attempts we made were unsuccessful. Yes, I could feel my kitty-cat slowly opening up for the penetration but we didn't have time. And it would hurt me a lot more than right now.

Not that I was wanting to lose my virginity anyways.

It's the foreplay I want.

But well I realised something new. Steamy sessions are not easy as they are described in the fictional world. Especially if you both are inexperienced and have a shortage of time. You need a good amount of time and patience to explore this new world of pleasure.

Also, I learnt some things about myself too.
Makeouts aren't my 'turn on button'.
My neck isn't my weak spot as I thought.
Fingering is what turns me on.
And that grinding?
Hell yeah I loved it.

It was already 3:30 PM so we decided to end it. My heart didn't want to stop with the foreplay but I kept quiet because I know he will miss his train.

He went inside the washroom to clean up after I helped him reach the climax through my hands.
He loved every second.
After watching that vulnerable side of his, I want to do so much more to him.

I placed the pillow in my lap while doodling on it as thoughts surround my brain.

Just when I was getting into action, it ended. I wish he could stay more.

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