I checked myself in the mirror, and yes, I was quite satisfied with my look. I was wearing a lilac miniskirt and a white silk blouse that was a bit see-through. After all, I want to look especially pretty tonight. It was Friday night, and in a few minutes, Marco would be picking me up to go to the movies with Sally and Frank. I'm so fucking excited! Just then, the doorbell rang; that must be Marco. My heart was beating faster, and I took a deep breath.
"Sofia, could you come downstairs, please?" my dad called from the hallway. "There's a young man waiting for you."
He didn't have to tell me twice! I left my room and rushed down the stairs. Once arriving in the hallway, I thought it might not look good to come running in so wildly, so I walked the last steps as gracefully as possible.
Marco and my father were talking animatedly, when I approached them. It took me one glance to see that he looked absolutely stunning in his black leather pants, matching leather jacket, and white shirt underneath. That guy is so hot! They turned to face me, looking at me in silence. Dad gave me a warm smile, his eyes filled with love and admiration. And Marco? His eyes were almost popping out of his head!
He cleared his voice sheepishly, greeting me with a curt "Hi."
"Hi", I said back, crossing my arms in expectation.
"You look very pretty, Sofia," Dad said in a warm voice.
Marco nodded vigorously, and I laughed shyly.
"Oh yes, Sofia, your dad is right! You are simply beautiful."
He winked at me, making me blush. Gosh, he's such a smoothy!
"We should go now, it's time," I told him, pulling him by the sleeve.
He nodded eagerly, looking over at Dad.
"Bye Mr. Brings! It was a pleasure meeting you," he said with a friendly smile.
"Bye Dad!" I called back, while I was heading with Marco to the front door.
The moment we were leaving the house, I heard my father calling after us:
"Please be careful, kids! Don't drive too fast on the motorbike."
I rolled my eyes in annoyance. I can't believe that he's actually calling us "kids"!
"Of course, Dad!" I replied curtly, without turning around.
We walked over to Marco's big bike, parked at the side of the road. He was laughing behind me.
"Come on, Sofia, your dad's fine," he said with a wink, handing me the helmet.
"He's the best dad in the world," I replied honestly.
"But sometimes he's getting on my nerves when he's so overprotective."
I let out a deep sigh, and Marco gave me an empathetic look. Then we climbed onto the motorbike, riding toward the city center. Twenty minutes later, we arrived in front of the movie theater, where Sally and Frank were already waiting for us.
"Hi you two!" my bestie exclaimed happily, while we were approaching them.
She looked very pretty in her pink sleeveless minidress. I must admit that she and Frank look very good together, making a lovely couple.
Sally seemed to think the same about us, because after checking us out for a moment, she actually said:
"You and Marco look great together, Sofie. You're a perfect match!"
I rolled my eyes at her, but Marco seemed to agree with Sally, nodding eagerly. I avoided his gaze, giving my bestie a profound look.
"I think it's a little too early to say that. Maybe we should go inside," I said hesitantly, and Frank agreed.
"Yes, exactly, Sofia! Let's go inside, the movie's about to start, I've already got the tickets," he said with a huge smile.
"Thanks, buddy, that's nice of you! Then I'll offer popcorn and Coke to everyone," Marco announced, while we were entering the theater.
The movie was a romcom, so heartwarming and funny, making us laugh and cry at the same time. It lasted almost two hours, but the time went by quickly as we were having so much fun. Marco gently wrapped his arm around my shoulders, and without even realizing it, I found myself moving closer to him. I noticed him glancing at me furtively, while my eyes were fixed on the screen watching the film. So did I, admiring his handsome profile from the side, while he was focused on the film. Gosh, he's truly beautiful!
And when he laughed so heartily during a funny scene, he melted my heart. I like him so much, I'm completely smitten with him. And I enjoyed being close to him, as it felt so good. When the movie ended, Marco turned to face me, giving me a profound look. His gaze was warm, yet tender, and I involuntarily held my breath.
"I don't need to ask if you liked the movie, piccola," he said in a soft voice.
"You were laughing so heartily. And when you laugh, you're even more beautiful."
His blue eyes were glowing in the half-light of the theater, and I felt so warm.
"Hey you two! We're going back to my place for a drink. Want to come?"
Frank's deep voice broke the magical moment, and we quickly moved back from each other.
"Not really! I have other plans," Marco replied, making a mysterious face.
I looked at him in surprise; what was he up to?
"It's such a beautiful summer night, so I wanted to drive down to the coast with Sofia!" he told his friend, who nodded eagerly.
"Of course, buddy, I get it! Then enjoy the romantic night with your baby girl," Frank said with a huge smile.
I was getting more and more excited, and my heart was pounding with joyful anticipation.
"Oh yes, Marco, let's go to the coast!" I exclaimed, and he laughed, amused.
"Bye Sally, bye Frank! Have fun and enjoy your romantic night together."
I winked at my friend with a smile, and she nodded eagerly.
"I'm sure you have fun, too! I'll be in touch tomorrow."
We left the movie theater together. Then we parted ways, since Marco and I were driving down to the Pacific coast outside of San Francisco.
**********
It was the perfect night for our first date, and, in the end, it was quite romantic. Marco parked his motorbike, and we walked along the beach, hand in hand, talking animatedly. We had so much to talk about, and it was so good to feel his warm hand holding mine. I love the sea, especially at night. The waves were rushing, and the silver moonlight dancing on the water; it was amazing, yet romantic! At one point, Marco stopped and looked over the sea, lost in thoughts, gently stroking the palm of my hand. He didn't say a word for a long time... My heart was beating like crazy, and I felt the tension building inside me.
"It's so beautiful out here, especially at night," I whispered, because I just had to say something.
"Coming here was a great idea. Thank you, Marco!"
"I should be thanking you, Sofia! You can't imagine how good I feel right now," he replied in a husky voice.
He squeezed my hand tightly and I held my breath. Was is going to happen now?
"I know I'm not the sonny boy who's perfect for a special girl like you, piccola," he said hesitantly.
Marco turned to me, taking hold of my hands and looking deep into my eyes. Oh my God, that gaze! I felt like I was melting.
"We only met one week ago, but when I'm with you, I feel like I can finally breathe," he told me in a low voice.
He sheepishly ran a hand through his blond hair, looking so fucking sexy. I was totally flustered, my cheeks flushing. This is surely the most beautiful compliment I've ever heard!
"Fuck! I... I don't know how to say it."
Marco was so embarrassed, struggling with himself. Then he cleared his voice, locking eyes with me.
"Sofia, do you want to give it a try with me? I mean, do you want to be my girlfriend?"
He looked at me expectantly, almost pleading. My heart skipped a beat wiht delight. Yeah, he's actually asking me to be his girlfriend! He's no idea that he's simply irresistible... Of course I want to be his girlfriend, but only at one condition.
"Yes, of course, Marco! I want nothing more than to be your girlfriend," I replied in a soft voice, and his face lit up immediately.
"I really like you a lot, and that's why I want you to get off those fucking drugs. You should go to therapy."
I was very serious, and Marco looked at me in surprise, gasping for air.
"Fuck, this isn't going to be easy for me!" he exclaimed nervously. "Will you support me, Sofia?"
I stepped close to him, gently putting my arms around his shoulders.
"Of course," I replied in a firm voice, and he swallowed hard.
He slipped his hand under my chin, the other hand wrapping around my waist to pull me close to him. My heart was racing; is he finally going to kiss me?
"You have no idea how beautiful you are, piccola. Right now, here, under the moonlight. May I…"
He was whispering, his voice rough and sexy, sending shivers down my spine. This guy is driving me crazy!
"Yes, you may. Just kiss me...", I whispered in a fading voice.
Marco took a sharp breath, before capturing my lips in a tender kiss. It was an indescribable feeling when his sensual lips were finally touching mine! He deepened his kiss, our tongues touching and playing gently with each other. I felt the heat between us growing fast, our kisses getting more intense and passionate. It was hard to hold back because I want him so bad... I pressed myself so close to him that I could feel every muscle of his toned body. Marco let out a groan as he was getting hard, his large bulge pressing against my stomach through the fabric of his pants.
"Sei bellissima, Sofia," he moaned in my ear.
He began to caress me, his gentle hands moving from my waist up to my boobs. Holy shit! It felt so good, too good, and it was probably best to leave it at our first kiss. Even though it was really hard, I pulled away from him, gasping for air. Marco was breathing heavily and looking at me, confused, then running a hand through the messy hair I'd ruffled in the heat of the moment. Jesus, he's stunning, absolutely beautiful! My heart was pounding like crazy, and in that moment, I realized that I wasn't falling for him... I'm already deep into him! I let out a soft sigh, and he gave me a gentle smile, taking hold of my hands.
"Hey piccola, are you okay? Or was our first kiss too hot for you?"
He chuckled, amused, and I shook my head, laughing.
"Our first kiss was fucking hot, and I enjoyed it very much," I replied with a mischievous smirk.
I looked deep into his amazing blue eyes, making him actually blush. He's so cute.
"Same for me, Sofia. Don't worry, I″m gonna give you plenty of kisses... Erm, so we are together now?" he asked in a low voice.
"I guess so, Marco! But I really have to go home now, it's getting very late," I replied with regret.
"Of course, amore mio! Let's go," he said happily, putting his arm around me.
I was delighted when he called me "amore mio". Luckily, he's no idea that he's already wrapped me around his finger! I gave him an amorous look from the side, while we were walking back to the parking lot. A little later, driving home on Marco's motorbike, I had my arms wrapped around my boyfriend, snuggling happily against his back.