It seems that prim college student Chelsey Adams will never lose her virginity - far too wrapped up in her studies to bother with men at all. But with her finals behind her, a night on the town with the other girls is on the cards. Done up to the nines, she soon attracts the attention of Kristoph Bridge, a hunky and warm firefighter. It quickly becomes clear that there is a deep sexual attraction between them - and nothing will put the flames of this sexual romance out! It's time for Chelsey to be given her sexual awakening!
WARNING - This 8,020 word erotic romance short story contains scenes of a blissful deflowering, as a virgin realizes her sexual potential and gives up her body to an utter Adonis. Its sizzling and saucy contents better not be viewed by under 18s!
"Kristoph felt similarly enamored by this wonderfully demure woman. A deep attraction to her had ensnared him instantly from across the bar, and he was delighted to see how much she had opened up to him already. She was obviously intelligent, and elegant too. Her long brown hair, exposed legs and the barest hint of cleavage shown by her red dress added immeasurably to her overall appeal.
It was the perfect situation for Kristoph: he had come down to the club expecting the usual throwaway night with a girl. Maybe take her home, maybe waste his time trying. But tonight seemed rather different; this girl had caught his eye with a significance that made her stand out above everyone else in the place. He simply had to have her.
Chelsey grinned playfully and shrugged, baring her shoulders a little. There was just this strange thing about him that made her want to throw her usual innocent attitude to the wind. And above anything else, she was a young woman who always went with her instincts. She turned and lowered an arm to the bar.
Kristoph's hand jilted from its suggestive place on the small of Chelsey's back and effortlessly moved to her knee. Chelsey smirked, delighting at his touch, but felt a moment's hesitation.
"Well, I'm very flattered, Kristoph. Really I am," she said lowly. "…but I’m not particularly accustomed to… to picking up guys in places like this…"
He drew back his hand gradually and lifted his drink to his mouth, taking a long sip. He had expected this. The front. The first little resistance. A test, really – something that she subconsciously designed in order to test his worth. He was more than ready for it.
"Perhaps you're just not used to it," he said gruffly, a little more accusingly than he liked. He always enjoyed the thrill of the chase. Chelsey smirked at how their assured, dry exchanges were adding to the sexual tension. She nursed her drink and thought about how to respond to his comment. She simply decided on a flirty giggle and smile..."
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Published May 17, 2013
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.