“Are you sure I didn"t hurt you?” Carter"s arms wrapped tightly around Amalia"s body as they laid in the top bunk of her dorm room. “I tried to be gentle.”
“You were. It was nice.” Amalia laid n***d under the covers after they"d taken the big step in their physical relationship. He"d done all the right things. Candles. A bottle of champagne even though she only took a few sips once the bubbles made her lightheaded. Soft music. He"d proceeded slowly and cautiously, letting her choose when to move forward. She knew he was trying hard to be a thoughtful boyfriend.
“Nice? That"s all?” Carter"s voice climbed a few decibels higher, as if he"d been going through puberty again. He turned to the side and looked directly at Amalia. “I hoped maybe I rocked your world, or you felt silly for waiting
