I knocked on Kyle’s door and heard a little shuffling. The doorknob turned, and the door swung open revealing a tidy room with lowered lighting. His eyes raked over my body before he stepped aside and motioned with his hand to the inside of the room.

“Elly, you look… amazing. Come on in.”

“Thanks.” I stepped in and looked around, taking note of his black bedspread, his magazine files for each of his classes, the tiny TV set on the dresser parallel to the bed. “So this is it, huh?”

He stepped up beside me, nodded, and looked around as if taking it in for the first time. “Yep, this is it. The pizza should be here any minute. Do you want to sit down?” He motioned to his bed with an outstretched arm. I sat down on his bed, probably looking every bit as uncomfortable as I felt. “So I’ve got two movies to choose from, Vanilla Sky with Cameron Diaz and Tom Cruise or Zoolander with Ben Stiller.” He held them up for me to glance at briefly before setting them down on the bed next to me.

“Um…Vanilla Sky,” I said, pointing to it. He popped it in and then sat down next to me, his hand right next to mine on the bed.

Ten minutes into the movie he got up and laid down behind me on his side. He ran his hand slowly up my back causing my center to melt. “Lay back, relax. I won’t bite unless you ask me to.”

I chuckled and slipped off my shoes before laying down in front of him. He spooned me and I felt his hand on my hip, his hot breath on my ear as he watched the movie with a hand propping up his head.

Half an hour into the movie his hand, which had been so innocently resting on my hip, started to slide forward onto my stomach under my shirt. I felt my side seize up, and I giggled, discovering that I was ticklish there.

I grabbed his hand and put it back onto my hip. I didn’t turn to look back at him, but I sensed he felt a little put off. He kissed my cheek and then disappeared for a few minutes. When he came back he tried again but instead of his hand moving over my stomach it went for my chest. As his lips pressed against my neck, I felt my back arch and I pressed my breast into his hand. He squeezed it softly as he kissed his way to my mouth.