“If you want to learn how to kiss, you have to kiss me back,” he murmured as he released her hair and ran his index finger around the swirls of her right ear. “You taste like strawberries, sweetheart.” Jimmy dragged his hand around her throat and then pressed it against his cock. Sabrina watched as he tried to adjust himself. He looked uncomfortable, but in control, his movements careful as though he didn’t want to scare her. She looked up and trembled. His eyes were dark, more serious than she’d ever seen him. It was like he wasn’t the guy she thought she knew, as if Jimmy were a complete stranger. It struck her then that he might be as affected by this kiss as she was.
“Okay,” she whispered and leaned in. He tilted his head, opening his mouth. She reached out with her tongue to taste his lips. He was sweet and warm as his tongue met hers, sliding over and into her mouth again. She returned the favor, slipping into him and exploring, seeking out the slightly crooked tooth that she’d always found so attractive. Jimmy shuddered and gripped her shoulders, tilting her head back until his tongue moved hotly into her, meeting hers again and again. She lost track of everything as he pulled her closer, running his hands up and down her back as she clutched at his shoulders. Suddenly, he tore away, tucking her face into his neck and holding tightly as he breathed harshly into her ear. Dimly, she realized that she was panting, too, gripping the fabric of his shirt in her fists.
“You caught on pretty damn quick, Sabrina.” Jimmy pulled back after a minute, looking wrecked.
Sabrina let go of his shirt, watching as the wrinkles she’d pressed into the soft material bunched up over his biceps. She licked her lips, wishing he hadn’t stopped. He looked at her, eyes intense, then smiled as his face relaxed. He was still breathing hard when she snuck a glance at his lap, where his firm cock still strained against the seam of his jeans. She looked up and caught him watching her peek. She flushed, trying to pull herself together.
“Wow.” She smiled tentatively. “How could my date have been so icky, and you be so yummy?” She hoped he would kiss her again. She tried to ignore the heat of his thighs where they pressed against her legs, and clasped her hands together, wishing they were still wrapped around his shoulders.
“Experience counts for something, you know,” Jimmy smirked. She rolled her eyes, and he chuckled.
“So, can I really ask you anything?” She rubbed a hand on her knee, the thought of their mind-blowing kiss spurring her on.
“Anything,” he stated. “I’ve often thought it silly that our society has such taboos about sex that people grow up confused and knowing nothing. Some people never figure out how to please their partner, and others come to expect that sex will never be very fulfilling.”
Sabrina nodded, squirming in embarrassment but still wanting to hear what he had to say. There was so much she didn’t know.
“Ask me anything, Sabrina.”
Of course, as soon as he spoke, her mind went completely blank. She knew what the technical details of sex entailed, but she wanted to know how it felt. She dropped her gaze to his bare feet. Even his toes were sexy. She sighed, wanting him to kiss her, touch her, show her how to touch him back. How could she ask him for that?
“Um, I’m not sure what to ask,” Sabrina stammered, feeling completely ridiculous. “Isn’t it easier to just, you know, go with the flow?” She waved her hand in a circle.
Jimmy nodded. “That’s true, but on the other hand, most of what I know I learned from a very good teacher.”
“A teacher?” Sabrina asked, surprised.
“Not a teacher like you’re thinking.” Jimmy smiled at her again. “I was about your age.” He settled back into the couch. “I’d just realized that I was attracted to people of both sexes, and understandably, I was a bit unsettled about that. I mean, figuring out you’re gay is one thing, figuring out that you’re bisexual is quite another.” Sabrina nodded, thinking about how difficult that must have been for an eighteen-year-old guy.
“The summer after my high school graduation, I went to Europe for the summer for a writing scholarship award. It was a two-month trip, so my dad went with me, along with the second and third place winners of the scholarship competition and their parents.” She nodded, remembering. Her dad and Charlie, Jimmy’s father, were good friends. They’d all hung out a lot together before that trip, and she remembered missing the barbecues and movies they used to watch together in the summer. Then, of course, Jimmy’s dad died and Jimmy went away to school. They never got to spend time together again until now.
Jimmy continued, not noticing her distraction. “I loved it, the scenery, the food, the history of the land, and the people were fascinating. Then, two weeks before we were due to go home, my dad had to leave early to deal with some work emergency. I was eighteen so it wasn’t a problem, but it was still the first time I was on my own.” Sabrina couldn’t imagine how that must have felt. She would probably have been scared to be alone so far from home.
“I was a little frightened when he left, but it was only for two weeks. We were in Edinburgh, Scotland, staying in rooms over an old pub. It was really cool. The bar was owned by a local family, and the son of the owners worked there on the weekends. He was five years older than me and absolutely gorgeous. By the second day, I had such a crush I couldn’t stop stammering.” Jimmy smiled, his eyes soft.
Sabrina shook her head, knowing exactly how he felt. “I can’t imagine you that shy,” she said. Jimmy chuckled, picking up her left hand and idly stroking over the back of her fingers, sending a tingle up her arm.
“Oh yeah, I was a mess,” he said. “His name was Brodie. He liked to wink at me. I didn’t know what to do. Theoretically, I knew I was attracted to guys, but I’d hung out with girls so long I thought that maybe I was mistaken. Then, boom!” Jimmy laughed. “Brodie happened. I had the hots for him immediately.”
Sabrina smiled. She still couldn’t picture him acting shy and uncertain. Jimmy always seemed so self-contained, or at least, he did until tonight when his hesitation before he’d kissed her became obvious.
“Did you already know how to kiss by then?” she asked.
“Oh yeah, that was the easy part.” Jimmy grinned at Sabrina.
“Well, you obviously have a natural talent,” she retorted, thinking about Darrin’s kiss and how different it was from kissing Jimmy. “I mean, all Darrin did was slobber on me.”
“I like to think I have more imagination than most guys,” Jimmy smirked. Sabrina whacked his arm lightly with her hand, and they both laughed. “Seriously, Darrin may have just been a bit eager. I was so scared the first time I kissed a girl that all I did was brush my lips against hers. I didn’t learn how to do anything with my tongue until I met Brodie. That probably saved me tons of humiliation.”
She shook her head in disbelief, trying to ignore how hot the thought of Jimmy kissing another guy made her. She shifted, hoping he couldn’t tell. When she looked at him he seemed to be concentrating on a spot just over her shoulder, lost in his memories. She tried to imagine him being an inexperienced eighteen-year-old.
“So, what happened next?”
Jimmy sighed, then continued his story. “The fourth night we were in the city we came back to the rooms after touring Edinburgh Castle. I was completely wiped so I went upstairs to nap before dinner. Of course, that meant I slept right through the meal! I woke up around ten p.m., starving, and wandered down into the pub to see if they had anything to eat. Brodie was there. They don’t normally serve dinner, but he found some rolls and cheese and an apple for me. I sat at the bar as he took care of the customers, and we began chatting. After he got off work, he asked me out for a walk.” Jimmy smiled while Sabrina listened, entranced. “By then he’d been flirting so heavily with me that I’d finally figured out what was going on.”
“Did he kiss you on your walk?” she asked, trying to imagine them embracing in the cool dark. Did anyone see? Did they care?
“We weren’t two blocks from the pub when he grabbed my arm and pull
ed me into one of their little alleyways,” Jimmy said. “The next thing I knew, he leaned in and put his face next to mine. We were about the same height, and he says, ‘I want to kiss you, can I?’ in that charming accent of his. I had enough presence of mind to nod. And that, as they say, is that.” He released her hand and leaned back against the leather of the couch. He looked unbearably smug.
“Jimmy! You left out the best part!” Sabrina argued, crossing her arms, trying to frown at him and laugh at the same time.
“Oh, but I just showed you what he did, Sabrina,” Jimmy teased.
“Well, what about the rest of the two weeks?”
“Brodie and I spent all our free time together until I had to leave. Let’s just say that I learned a lot about how to appreciate being with someone,” Jimmy replied, his face losing some of its humor and turning thoughtful.
“Is it really different, kissing someone of your own sex?” she asked him, then looked away quickly when he caught her eyes. She could tell he was amused by her blush.
“Actually, though the plumbing may be different, the way you care for your partner is the same for both sexes,” he answered. “Sure, there are things you do differently, but the feelings are the same. Women need a little more time to come to a climax than men, but both sexes like being kissed and stroked.” With that explanation, Sabrina blushed so furiously she was amazed that her face didn’t burst into flames. She tried to imagine Jimmy making love, distracted by the idea until he leaned forward again and her attention snapped back into reality. Her heart started pounding as he neared, but just as their lips touched, his cell phone rang. Jimmy sat back up and sighed, looking around for his phone before remembering it was in his jeans pocket. He laughed sheepishly, then checked the call.
“Oh damn, I have to take this, Sabrina. I’m so sorry. It’s from one of my editors. I’ve got an article that’s slated for their next issue, but they had some problems with the length, and the deadline is Monday. Can we take a rain check?” he asked regretfully, trying to tamp down both his disappointment and his erection, unsuccessfully.
“Of course,” Sabrina said, trying to hide her dismay. She felt strangely bereft as he nodded and pressed the call back button on his phone, stroking her thigh absently as he began to talk. She shivered, still feeling his kisses. She needed to get out of there before she did something stupid, like leap onto his lap and throw his phone to the floor.
“I’m going upstairs to change and go to bed. I’ll see you tomorrow,” she said quietly, getting up. Jimmy waved at her and smiled absently, then began speaking into the phone. Sabrina walked slowly up to her room, suddenly exhausted. Two kisses in one night! One awful and one incredible. All the emotional seesawing must have tired me out, she thought, stifling a yawn. Still, the heat Jimmy kindled so easily simmered beneath her skin. As she settled into her bed, she found herself thinking about his hands and lips just before she dropped into sleep.
Chapter 2
Sabrina woke up the next morning grateful it was Saturday. It was a sunny June day, and she hoped to spend it doing nothing more strenuous than sitting around reading a good book. After the turmoil of last night and the conversation with Jimmy, she didn’t think she could handle anything stressful without self-destructing. She got up long enough to brush her teeth and wash her face, then climbed back into bed. Of course, just as she was stretching and contemplating whether or not she should just go back to sleep, Jimmy knocked on the door. So much for being lazy! she thought, secretly thrilled that he had come to her door so early in the morning.
“Hey, Sabrina, you awake? I thought I heard you in the bathroom,” he asked, voice muffled by the wood.
Sabrina yawned and sat up. “Yeah, I just woke up, Jimmy. Come on in.” She pushed her hair off her face and groped on the nightstand for her glasses. Jimmy opened the door and walked in, stopping as he saw her leaning half off the bed. He walked over to the nightstand and grabbed her glasses, handing them to her silently. As soon as she put them on and looked up, she could see him looking at her fondly.
“Hey!” She frowned sheepishly. “I’m blind as a bat here, not nice making fun of the disabled.” He obediently controlled his smile, but Sabrina could tell he was still amused.
“Don’t you usually wear your contacts to sleep?”
Sabrina nodded. “Yeah, but I threw out my old pair last night. Today I’ll have a new set in, and you won’t see me in these ugly glasses for another month.” He nodded as she squinted, trying to see him more clearly. The morning sun reflected across her glasses, making it difficult, but when she tilted her head, she saw that his hair was still mussed from sleep and he wore a pair of old sweat shorts, nothing else. She blushed but that didn’t stop her from gawking. His chest was lightly sprinkled with dark hair and nicely muscled. Right below his navel, another line of dark hair arrowed down to his groin. Sabrina couldn’t tear her eyes away, sure she could see his cock swelling beneath the soft fabric.
Sabrina looked back up just in time to see his gaze settle on her breasts, the peaked nipples barely covered by the thin cotton tank top she wore. She moved from embarrassed to aroused when Jimmy cleared his throat and shifted his weight. She couldn’t believe he was looking at her like that. She had her dorky glasses on and most likely some hideous bed-head as well.
Jimmy swallowed and cleared his throat again. “Would you like to go out for breakfast with me?”
Sabrina rubbed her eyes, sliding her fingers beneath her glasses as she tried not to look at his erection. She failed. He stood beside her bed, cock fully hard right in front of her. Between the obviousness of his arousal and his bare chest, she couldn’t stop staring. Jimmy was beautiful.
“Uh, sure, but I have to wash up first,” she said, finally tearing her eyes away and looking into his face.
Jimmy nodded. “Good!” Sabrina felt his eyes on her breasts; then abruptly, he reached down to adjust himself. Sabrina guessed he realized there was no way to hide it and watched, fascinated, as he pushed at the base of his erection, then swiftly and softly rubbed up the length, shivering. Sabrina blushed. “See you in, say, half an hour?” Jimmy asked, a hint of laughter in his voice.
She nodded dumbly and her tongue flicked out to lick her bottom lip. Jimmy groaned quietly. His cock jumped, and he gripped himself harder for a moment before letting go to sit on her bed. Sabrina squeaked with surprise, her eyes flying up to his face, but he didn’t stop there. Before she knew what was happening, he’d reached behind her neck and pulled her close, kissing her gently. He tasted like coffee and a bit of mint, and she sunk her hands in his hair, mussing it even further as she rubbed her cheek against his morning stubble, enjoying the prickle as he wound his arms around her body. Her breasts rubbed against the thin cotton of her shirt as they pressed into his bare chest, making her shudder. Jimmy smelled amazing and his skin was hot, from sleep or the sun she had no idea and didn’t care, too lost in the sensuality of the moment to think clearly.
She kissed him and he pulled back, gently removing her glasses before he leaned in again to run his tongue over her lips. Sabrina moaned and smoothed her hands down his back. He shivered and suddenly hauled her up onto his lap, her legs falling to either side of his hips, the sheets tangled. His arms felt like iron as they supported her weight, but it was really the hard length pressed against the juncture of her thighs that made her gasp. His heat, the strength of his arousal was making her crazy. She rubbed against him, and he kissed her harder. She must have made some small sound in surprise, because she felt him hum into her mouth right before he licked inside. God, he was hot! She squirmed on his lap, trying to get closer, and he chuckled, pressing his cock against her panties, making her cry out as he rubbed himself against her nub.
Sabrina moaned, and Jimmy broke the kiss, nibbling down her jaw until he reached her collarbone, where he sucked at the soft skin of her neck. She couldn’t speak or do anything but try and breathe. She knew she was wet. She could smell her arousal even through his kisses. Cou
ld he tell? Sabrina rubbed against his cock again, unable to stop, the pleasure overwhelming her.
“God, Sabrina, you taste so good, feel so good,” Jimmy muttered against her skin. He gripped her tighter, his hands sliding down to her ass, where he flexed his fingers and Sabrina rocked against his cock, enjoying the way it throbbed every time she ground down on him.
She gasped, burying her head in his hair as she rocked faster, then moved her mouth over his shoulder and licked, tasting the salty-sweet flavor of warm male. He shuddered but didn’t stop her from grinding down even harder. When he slid his hands to the hem of her shirt, lifting it up and off, she trembled. He shifted back slightly, and Sabrina let him pull it off. He tossed it to the floor and froze, staring hungrily at her breasts. Sabrina flushed with embarrassment, but when she felt his cock flex, she shivered, not caring anymore that this was the first time she’d let a man see her, touch her. Then he moved her off his lap and placed her on the bed, ignoring her moan of protest to lie beside her.
“So beautiful.” Jimmy slid his left hand up to cup her breast and flick the nipple. She gasped as his fingers teased the tip into a hard pebble. “You are gorgeous, Sabrina.” He looked into her face as her mouth opened, trying to catch her breath. Then he cupped her other breast with his free hand and gently rolled her nipple. It felt like he was stroking something deep inside her body. Every time Jimmy touched her, she wanted to cry with pleasure. He closed his eyes briefly and opened them again, breathing faster as he moved his fingers and she writhed on the bed beneath him.
“I want to suck you,” he said, hoarsely, sounding short of breath. “Can I taste you, Sabrina?”
She nodded, then inhaled sharply as he bent his head and licked her left nipple while still playing his fingers over her right breast. She didn’t know what to do with her hands but ended up gripping his hair again as he nibbled and sucked. She realized that this was what lust felt like. She wanted him desperately, wanted to have sex with him, make love with him. Somewhere deep inside, the intensity of her feelings frightened her. Jimmy was licking around her breast and inhaling deeply while she shivered, helpless with pleasure. He released her nipple with a pop and kissed it gently before looking up at her face.
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