Unhealthy Attachment

e home. "I don't want to walk, Leo. Let's take the bus." already exhausted from the l

t". We got into the bus, sitting side by side as we held hands. The bus ride home felt different.

d, neither had I. I lived alone in a one-bedroom condo, while he lived with thr

proached my destination. My house was five stops away from school, and at that moment, the bus had arrived at the four

ng down from the bus, we made our way towards my building. Leo couldn't conceal his expression and remarked, "You're

d, I instructed Leo to remove his shoes at the entrance, and I did the same. Tapp

ment?" I suggested. However, he approached me and proposed that we freshen up together. I felt a shiver run down my spine, causing goosebumps to ripple across

, I felt old enough to be willing to attempt new things with him. During most of our conversations, Le

our eyes met. With a tender smile, "I'll take things slow." placing his hands

er and intimate kiss, our lips meeting in a moment of deep connection, he grabbed my a** as he massaged it vigorously. I gasped. The embrace was filled with a mix

ps disconnected from each other as he lowered his head in the direction of my pectoral region. The gentle, heated caress of his tongue came in contact with it as he savored with delight simu

"You're my first and will be?" I subtly replied "But I'm not ready" I added. "I'm ready w

tilted back in a submissive gestur

ponded. Desperation filled

sted. In the absence of a lubricant, I opted for my body oil. Leo's d**k was firm as s

ned in arousal. This kept going for twenty minutes an

tween my breasts as it came down in relief. He flashed a flirty sm

e kissed me on my forehead and headed home "I'll see you tomorrow, Pat" he said. I rose from my bed and made my wa