[American Entertainment] Dance out of my youth

He hurriedly asked: "Does it hurt from the fall?" He frantically tried to get up.

"Don't—" she whispered angrily.

He first supported his upper body with both hands, and after a few seconds, seeing that she didn't intend to get up from the floor, he thought about it, sank down as carefully as possible, and pecked her lips one after another, "Really Doesn't it hurt?"

"A little."

"Do you remember?"

She didn't answer, but bit her lower lip.

He suddenly made up his mind, got up from her, stood up, and quickly pulled her up.

Leading her to the door of the guest room, Grace laughed and led him back to the door of the master bedroom.

The two paused at the door, neither seeming to know what to do next.

Tom asked in a low voice, "You—do you want to?"

"Don't you want to?" She glanced at him coquettishly, and he smiled nervously and shyly.

"Do you know what to do?" she asked curiously.

"I, that, maybe?" He didn't know what stupid words he was talking about.

Grace laughed again, and shoved him into the room.

This was the first time he had "on" her bed.

Too nervous, so nervous that I don't know where my brain is.

Grace found a scented candle from the drawer of the bedside table, lit it, and placed it on the bedside table.He dug out something from another drawer of the bedside table and stuffed it under the pillow.

Then, sit beside him.

Picking up his left hand, suddenly asked: "Left hand or right hand?"

He was taken aback, "ha?"

She just laughed.

Then he understood, and glared at her angrily, "Do you need to know this?"

"No need, I just want to ask."

His palms were now sweaty and sticky, and she took a wet towel to wipe his palms.

Uh, kind of weird.

He was silent.

"Tom, you used to—"

He looked at her puzzled.

She showed a shy smile, and he suddenly realized that she was also very nervous.He thought she already had sexual experience before, but her kissing skills are obviously not very good, so presumably, it might be her first time too?

So presumably, it's going to be like the last time I tried a deep French kiss, with the potential for a mess?

After 1 second, his mind drifted away.

Grace, his Grace.

First, gently kiss the back and palm of his hand, then let go of his hand, and kiss his earlobe and neck instead.She kissed a little less tenderly, as if it was too unfamiliar.

She touched his face and neck with her hands, making him itchy and numb.

Soon, she turned his face and began to kiss his lips.

A soft kiss like cotton candy, soft lips, pressed against his lips.

He only felt drifting, full of joy, and a little empty feeling of flying through the clouds.

Her fingertips seemed to be magical, where the tiny fingertips touched, a string of small sparks rolled over immediately, burning his skin hot and hot, only her touch could soothe his skin, but that continued Ignite endless small sparks on his skin.

Small sparks quickly burned all over his body.

The boy's palm was attached to her back, and he hugged her so hard, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.

His chest is thin and strong, not the kind of muscular body, a boy's body, thin, but his arms are very powerful.

She wanted to laugh so much that she pushed her hands against his chest.

It wasn't until she pushed a few more times that he regained consciousness a little.

"What's wrong?" He was a little puzzled.

At some point, they were already lying on the bed.

She pretended to be calm, "Do you know how to untie it?"

"In front?" He blushed quickly.But her face was already red enough, and she couldn't see it any more.

She wore a blue pinstriped short-sleeved shirt today, which was already a little wrinkled. She casually pointed to the buttons on her chest.

He suddenly became wiser and immediately understood what she meant.

Unbutton one by one from top to bottom.

His mouth was parched.

The front buckle opens with a simple pinch.

He let out a deep breath.

He hurriedly took off his shirt and hugged her tightly.

The feeling of skin-to-skin contact is more than a string of small sparks, it is like a prairie fire, burning the two young men and women violently at the same time.

He couldn't hear anything, couldn't think of anything, he just wanted to hold her close, close to her, and wanted her to be his.He was afraid and looking forward to it, and she was also afraid and looking forward to it.

The first time, no experience.

But, not bad.

Fireworks seemed to be lit in front of the eyes of the two of them, crackling, dazzling, and dizzying.

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Later, when Grace recalled the "first time", she always felt...it wasn't that painful, it was not bad, there was a little mistake in the middle, but it was completely negligible.

Fantastic, not too "strange" or annoying, but not quite "beautiful", maybe because, neither of them have experience?

It seems that it is not good to ask him directly about this kind of thing?

Tired, nervous, but happy.

Tom thought it was the best "first time".

It is of course infinitely better to be able to do what you love with the one you love.

Now, she is his.

He was sweating all over, mostly because of nervousness.

Grace, oh his Grace!

She called his name, she said it hurt a little, and she also left a row of teeth marks on his shoulder.

But then, she hardly remembers anything.

"Grace, I love you." He whispered.Kiss the palm and back of her hand, and put the palm of her hand on his heart, "Listen, how fast my heart beats!"

She pillowed on his arm, "If your heart doesn't beat, then you will die."

He laughed, "I love you, tell me you love me too."

"I love you too, Tom," she whispered in his ear.

He was very satisfied and happy.

And said: "Now, I am yours, and you are mine."

She kissed his cheek.

With skin-to-skin contact, both of them felt a change.Tom wanted to touch her all the time, to touch her, to kiss her, and to ask if he could sleep with her at night.

Grace disagreed at first, but after asking again, she agreed.

She called him "Xiaodoubao" in Chinese, and he asked what that meant.

"It means you're a clingy guy, but sweet."

"I know 'baozi', what is the word 'bao'?"

"It's also buns, a kind of buns. I'll take you to eat next time."

"Then what kind of bun are you?"

"I'm - I'm not Baozi!" She pinched his cheek in a funny way.

"I'm a kind of bun, and you have to be a kind of food." He hugged her from behind, rubbing the back of her neck tiredly.well!She still has to be a little taller than him, which is always a bit wrong, he should be taller than her, so that if he hugs her from behind like this, and when he lowers his head, he can kiss her neck and ears, so that How nice!

"I'm not food." She was making a vegetable salad, and as soon as she changed hands, she smeared a salad dressing on his face.

He froze for a moment, then smiled.

She also laughed.

Put your hands on her waist and turn her around, "Okay, you can eat me now." After speaking, he rubbed her face.

Salad dressing then rubbed from his face to hers.

"Ouch!" she exclaimed, "disgusting!"

"I'll wipe it off for you." He took out a piece of kitchen paper and gently wiped off the salad dressing for her.

It was a happy day, a good day, and he remembered everything about it, and the smells associated with them.

Pizza at noon, the smell of hot cheese;

Go out to play in the afternoon, eat the sweet taste of vanilla ice cream;

Attending the Hallowe'en Ball at night, the strange smell in the room - he knew it was the smell of marijuana, mixed with perfume, a masquerade party for adults.

Grace dressed up as Cleopatra and he dressed up as a Roman general and had so much fun dancing with her all night long.

And secretly drank two glasses of punch.

When I came back, I got out of the roof and screamed so loudly that my throat hurt.

Grace didn't drink.She laughs and pulls him off, saying he's drunk.

"I'm not drunk! If you don't believe me, I'll get out of the car and walk straight for you."

She couldn't help laughing, "I still don't want it."

He smiled, "Grace, are you happy today?"

She nodded, "very happy."

"Is it because of me?"

"Of course it's because of you." She smiled sweetly.

"I am also very happy today." He sighed contentedly, "Grace, I really love you."

"Do you know what 'love' is?"

"Of course I know!" he cried. "Don't you ever think I'm a kid. I know it. I love you and I want to be with you, always. Grace, I wish it was sooner." By Christmas, sooner than next year, sooner than 18."

Grace said nothing.

He was dissatisfied, "Why don't you talk? Don't you want to be with me?"

"Don't you think it's a little too fast?"

"Soon? Why is it 'soon'?" He felt wronged, "It's not like we just met now, we've known each other for 8 years!"

"It's just... I can't tell," she stopped the car on the side of the road, "You know I don't have brothers and sisters, I'm used to being alone, the love of parents is different from the love between a man and a woman, so I—"

She frowned in annoyance, "I don't think there's anything wrong with you staying with me for a while, but if you really stay together—you mean living together, right? Well, live here If we are together, you know there will be many problems, I am impatient, maybe I will find you annoying in a few days."

He immediately spoke obediently, "No, I will be very obedient and will never do anything you don't like. But you have to tell me what you want me to do, otherwise I don't know."

She couldn't help laughing, "Okay. Fortunately, we still have more than half a year to buffer, otherwise if you come to live with me now, I don't know what to do."

"That's right, there's more than half a year left!" He thought about it, and he really couldn't jump too fast all at once, she didn't like it, she should prefer to take it step by step.They have made substantial progress today, so don't let her make too many decisions in one day.

oops!In fact, as long as she is sure that she is his.

But how?

Say "I love you" every day?That is certain and necessary.

What else?It's easy to say "love" on the lips, but there are still many things to do for two people to come together and truly "together", such as career.

He had to be a good enough person so that he could stand with her without being overshadowed by her light.

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