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into the bedroom. Lil's had been in there an awful long time. I sat back on the bed and watched the door, waiting to see if she needed anything. The room was slightly messy, with Lil's prom dress and shoes scattered about on the floor. I smiled to myself remembering how easy that dress came off. It fit her like a fucking glove and the entire night I kept worrying about how I was going to get it off her.
    I had already managed to strip the sheets shortly after Lil's jumped in the shower. I didn't need her to see the small streaks and drops of crimson on them, girls were weird about that shit. I knew from the beginning that Lil's had been a virgin and she had made me wait pretty damn long for her. Longer than I would have ever waited for any other girl.  Every single fucking minute of me wanting her and needing her had been worth it. She was mine before, but now she is mine in every sense of the word. She would never know another man, just me, and I would damn well make sure she never wanted to. I had fucked my fair share of women and was more than confident in the skills I had honed over the years, but being with Lil's like we were last night scared the shit out of me. I had never felt a loss of control like that. She had a way of making me lose myself in her and it terrified me almost as much as I needed to feel it again.
    The water shut off and I looked up toward the door. I had held her in my arms all night and she seemed fine, but then this morning she rushed past me to the shower without so much as a word. She had never been shy around me before. We had spent enough time getting to know each other's bodies and learning what made the other person tick over the last year or so that I wasn't sure why there was a sudden bout of embarrassment on her part.  This shit was different for girls, I knew that. Hell! I can't even remember the first chick I banged. But I was certain Lil's would always remember last night. That was the difference. I was a prick about my first time and she was just being a chick about hers.
    The bathroom door opened and Lil's slipped out in nothing but a towel, her hair all wavy from being toweled dry. I locked eyes with her, searching for any sign that she was hurt or in pain. She smiled to me shyly. “Hi..”
    I laughed. “Hi.” She looked fine, no signs of trauma. Hell, she looked better than fine. There was still a moist sheen to her skin from the steam and her towel barely covered her upper thighs. My dick was starting to ache. She was breathing heavy with each breath plumping her already delicious tits a little bit. The towel held her girls in tight, squishing them down and together. I remembered how perfect they fit in my hands as I watched them rise and fall, begging me to rip off her towel and take their plumpness in my mouth one at a time.
    I stood up and slowly stepped in front of her, tipping her chin in my hand and raising it to meet mine. Lil's was a tiny thing but she was the perfect height to bend down and kiss. I ran my tongue over her bottom lip and tugged gently, waiting for it to part before slipping my mouth onto hers. Damn this girl could kiss. Sometimes I think I could get off on kissing her alone if I did it long enough.  She was loosening up, I could feel the small bit of tension in her body evaporate with every stroke of my tongue.
    I kissed her forehead while she rested on me. “You OK, Lil's.... Everything good? You know... nothing's...hurt?” I held my breath. I'll never forget the way she clamped up when I filled her for the first time last night. She was shocked and obviously in pain. I wanted to die at that moment for doing that to her.
    She giggled below me. “It's all fine, babe. Just needed to soak for a little bit.” Thank God. I breathed a deep breath of relief and laughed at myself. Since when had I ever given two shits about what the other person felt? Never before Lil's. Now, it's all I worried about. I kissed her again, as tenderly as I could, careful not