Page 23 of Perfect Chemistry

“I like you, too,” she whispered back. “Is this happening? Is this a thing,” she asked, leaning her head back to look at me.

I let out an exaggerated exhale, “God, I hope so.”

Kat giggled and snuggled back into me. We sat there for a while just content to finally be together. It was perfect.

We eventually started talking, and it was cute seeing how awkward she was asking questions.

“Was, um…. Was it, you know, ok?”

I wasn’t quite sure which it she was referring to so I asked her to elaborate. I was rewarded with her blush deepening in her cheeks, even her ears turning deep red.

“You know… the sex…. I’d never….. so I wasn’t sure…if it was like…ok?” She stuttered.

God, could she be any more adorable than this? The girl that I had known and seen since sixth grade was so confident and open; and now she was cuddled against my chest, stuttering nervously.

I tipped her chin up so that she would have to look at me, “Last night was the best night of my life, Kitkat. Never doubt that.”

She seemed to relax into me again. Then she asked the question I was not expecting.

“So how come you’re not trying to have sex with me again?” Whispered from her lips.

My head fell back and I started laughing. I tipped my head back down and kissed her. “Are you for real? Katie, I am trying so hard to be a gentleman. I don’t want you to think this was just about sex,” I explained.

“Oh,” she responded.

“I would bend you over this bench, if I knew I wouldn’t be arrested. Or have you riding me in the back seat of the Jeep,” I whispered against her hair, as I pulled her to sit on my lap.

“It’s been hard since I laid eyes on you in the mall, Kat,” I confessed, rubbing her ass against my erection. “But you’re not some random girl. I want our next time to be in a bed so that I can show you what it should be like.”

She was almost panting in my lap.

“Do you need me to help you with anything, Kitkat?” I asked, nibbling on her ear.

She shook her head. “N-N-no. I was j-just asking,” she stuttered again.

I tsk’d at her for lying. “Tell me what you want, Katie,” I sucked on her ear lobe. “You can ask me for whatever you want. I’ll give it to you, if I have it to give.”

She twisted in my arms so that her arms wrapped around my neck and her lips were next to my ear. “Even if I ask you to take me somewhere less public?” She whispered.

I hugged her tightly to me and already regretted the words about to leave my mouth. “I am going to hate myself for this, but no. Please don’t rush this, Katie,” I pleaded with her.

She sighed and relaxed against me. This was a test and I just passed.

Chapter 8

Katie’s POV

Kai and I had been together for nearly two months, and it was amazing. I didn’t have to pretend to be something that I wasn’t. I could just be myself, and it felt like I could breathe.

We kissed and made out, but he hadn’t tried to sleep with me since that first time in Alex’s barn. At first, I thought that he was not that into me, but he said that he wanted us to date properly instead of us just being about the sex.

It just made me want him that much more, but we agreed to wait until prom. Prom was the middle of May this year, and I had my dress made rather than going out and spending an unnecessary ton of money. My mom knew a lady who was a seamstress, and she agreed to make my dress for the cost of material and help with her gardening over the next month.

Honestly, I felt like it was a fair trade. I had met her at the fabric store to select a pattern and material. I chose a sleeveless maxi dress with a square neckline that showed off my collarbone and neckline without exposing my cleavage. Jody, the seamstress, selected a beautiful pearlescent sateen material that changed colors under different lighting.

Jody surprised me by dragging me to the lingerie store to buy a bra and panty set for the occasion. She explained that certain material would ‘catch’ the fabric or show my panty lines. Both of those were no-no’s. I ended up buying a matching set of nude satin bra and panties, and thigh-high stockings that did not require a garter belt.

My shoes were a set of violet Mary Janes with silver buckles. They complemented the dress so well. Kai was getting a matching tie to wear from the excess material used for my dress. Prom was going to be a night to remember.

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