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Dakota barely managed to nod her head when he asked her name. She could definitely say she had never been in this situation. She was face to face with a guy she knew she would be having sex with. And the thought definitely had her nervous. A small gasp left her as she was pulled close, feeling their bodies pressed together and his hands on her hips. Kota couldn’t even bring herself to look up at him, biting down hard into her lower lip. He was very forward, something she knew she wasn’t. “Um, yeah…” she agreed, her voice quiet. “I mean, I guess this isn’t a formal ordeal huh?” She asked as she finally looked up at him. “We’re only going to be having sex, no big deal..”
Bo couldn't even begin to describe how amused he was by her lack of confidence. Even watching her say it was no big deal was a riot. "Yeah, I guess not. It's just your virginity. The one thing you haven't done for the first ... however many years of your life. Just giving it away to some stranger. Kinda scary, isn't it?" He wanted to get a good read on the girl, and it gave him some satisfaction to know she was under his thumb. As his large hands held to her hips his thumbs massaged slow soothing, and probably inappropriate, circles into her skin. "I'll take care of you, alright? I'll show you everything you need to know. It's one of the best feelings in the world. I"m sure you'll enjoy it. Just being with somebody- yeah. It's a rush."
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What is your name? The name's Maisie ;)
What timezone are you in? PST
What is your age? Twenty-Two ;)
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What is your full name? Bo Romeo Tahoe. All them O's doe.
Where are you from? New Orleans, Louisiana
What is your sexual orientation? Pansexual. I don't think a person's gender should prevent you from loving them.
Why did you sign up for Summer Lovin’? I was getting tired of the same old thing. I think that giving somebody something a little more than a one night stand would be pretty cool but at the same time I don't think commitment is really my thing. This seemed like a good match.
How would you describe your personality? Sarcastic. Funny. Passionate. Is that enough?
A small laugh left her, biting down on her lip with a shrug. “I don’t know, I guess I expected my first to be all sweet and romantic, and he definitely wasn’t going for romantic..” Her eyes found his again, staring for a moment. When had she told him her name? Wait.. she hadn’t… Her eyes widened, feelings her cheeks heating up as she realized who he was. “Oh..” she spoke out nervously. His words were flattering, however she was feeling the mixture of nervous and feeling like a complete idiot. “You’re sweet..” she spoke in a soft voice, watching his hand motion. “Um..” she spoke, swallowing hard as she took a step closer. What was she supposed to do? “You’re very attractive yourself,” she added awkwardly as she extended her hand out towards him to shake his. “You can um, call me Kota. If you want, either way. My friends at home all call me Kota so I don’t know.” She couldn’t help herself from rambling, her hand still in front of her waiting for his. This was definitely not how she expected this to go. And she was only embarrassing herself further.
Sweet? That was a compliment he didn't receive too often and so it seemed like a lie. A blunt lie, but he wouldn't hold it against her. The girl was obviously nothing but sugary frosting, wanting everything to be rainbows and sunshine. He wasn't going to bash on her for trying to be 'nice'. "Sometimes," he smirked before giving a careless shrug. "Kota?" he asked curiously, hoping he didn't hear wrong. His mind was too wrapped up in her sexy appearance to worry about names right now. He took that extended hand and yanked her close, chest to chest and hands reaching down to anchor her hips to his. He wanted to see how skittish she was. How far could he push her towards the edge before she fell off. "Hand shakes are a bit formal... don't you think?"
"Oh my god, no!" She gasped, mouth dropping in shock. "Trust me, he was not inexperienced at all.. he hooked up with like half the girls in our grade. I just.. it was too much I guess.." Her voice trailed off, her cheeks a dark shade of red by new. That was definitely the first time anyone had called her a bitch. Her eyebrow raised when he mentioned meeting him, her shoulders shrugging. "No, I mean, he’s here to jump my bones right?" She asked with a short laugh before shrugging. "I’m glad to hear that though. I guess I just feel bad for him for being stuck with me. I have like no experience in anything and he’s probably expecting some super model.."
"Ah, to much for you to handle. You weren't ready for all the tongue or something? Huh," he hummed and started to wonder how he was going to break this girl in. He was usually very demanding and the girls he had been with thus far didn't complain about his dominance but maybe this girl would? "You shouldn't feel bad, Dakota. I can assure you he feels pretty damn satisfied. You're one of the prettiest babes he's ever laid his eyes on." Hopefully by now she would connect that dots. If she was looking for him that must have meant she was Dakota, right? It seemed logical. "I think you top every supermodel I've ever seen. C'mere," he smirked before curling his finger inward in a come hither motion. He wanted the shy girl to get closer so he could inspect her further.
"I’m pretty sure I can deal with that."
“Whatever..." and with that he thought he better walk away from the situation before it gets 'out of hand'.
Dakota could feel her cheeks flushing when he asked the questions, a small laugh leaving her. “Well.. it was kind of like I had the biggest crush on him for most of my life and we were hanging out and he kissed me but it was like kissing a dog.. and I haven’t kissed anyone since. I hardly like considering it my first kiss, it definitely got me over him though..” A small awkward laugh left her as her voice trailed off. “But um, Bo I think. Have you met him?” She asked with a smile, glancing around. “He should be here somewhere and I’d like to hide while I still have the chance.” She added jokingly, although the thought was quite appealing.
"Wow, you decided you didn't like sombody because they were inexperienced with kissing? You are one shallow bitch," he spoke so bluntly. That was always Bo's downfall. He spoke his mind without really thinking through the consequences. Impulsive might be a good word to describe him. "Bo? Uh, yeah, I've met him. Just saw him this morning," in the mirror. Still, it wasn't a complete lie. "Are you afraid of him? Do you think he's gonna jump your bones right away? He seems like a pretty cool guy to be honest. Real relaxed and stuff."
"Oh god.. no, not desperate. I guess I just would rather it be some stranger who knows what they are doing than some loser from a small town of people that know everyone? I don’t know.. this seemed like the better choice. But oh, thank you.. I think. I’m kind of nervous to meet him though, half tempted to just hide in my room but I think we share one, I saw some stuff on the other bed when I got here, so that would do me no good. But not regrets. Just very nervous.. I mean I’ve barely even had my first kiss."
It surprised Bo that she didn't just straight up snap at him. Most girls would take offense to being called desperate but this one just insisted gently that she was not. Odd. "Well, how do you barely have your first kiss? Was it like a kiss on the cheek or some shit?" He raised a brow and took a step closer to this very gorgeous young lady. His hormonal mind was already imagining his pillowed lips pressing against hers while his hands would roam the rest of her. He snapped himself out of his daydreaming by asking another question. "Do you even know his name?"
Oh, well thank you for that. I know, I just— ugh, if nothing else works I was thinking I could fall back on stand up. Now, I don’t think that’ll work out so well either. I try, I’m Sophie.
“Anybody would laugh at your jokes, man. You're a pretty girl. Being a babe has it's perks. Well, Sohpie, my name is Bo. Too bad we weren't matched up- but that doesn't mean I can't show you a good time, right?"
"Part of me wonders why I spent the first 19 years of my life barely even kissing anyone just to sign up and come to a place where I’m going to lose it to some stranger… hopefully they are nice at least.."
"Yeah, seems like a real huge fuckin' mystery to me. Maybe you're just desperate by this point. Got all those hormones begging to release, babe? What a lucky stranger. Whoever got you is sure as hell going to have a good time. Are you... having regrets or something?"
This mansion is great and everything, I just really hope a Mc. Donalds is close by.
Wow, you must be real American. Like the definition of American, man. Would you like some lard with that?
The cow crossed the street— Instead of the chicken, do you get it? No? It wasn’t funny, I know. Hey, at least I tired.
“You know what? I'll give you an A for your efforts, babe. We call can't be comical geniuses." He reached out and patted the stranger on the back. "Cute attempt to break the ice though. What might your name be?"
"Don’t fake laugh. It’s very obvious."
“Well, thati s the last time I try to be polite to you, missy."
"Oh, yeah. Totally, man. Hah, haaaah!" Bo was laughing sarcastically at the other's joke. Did they get it from a Popsicle stick or what? It was terribly punny and bland, at least in his opinion.