She's the Prettiest Girl in the Club and She Can Prove It With a Pair of Brass Knuckles

The two teenagers made their way upstairs attached by the lips. They had just gotten home from the cinema, Jamia's whole family was asleep and hormones were raging. They both wanted to do it and nothing was going to stop them.
Frank worked open the door to Jamia's bedroom and stumbled through planting kisses on her neck, pushing her on the bed and stroking up her thigh. Jamia moaned softly and wrapped her leg around his waist, begging him for more kisses and his caring touch. Frank complied and gently unzipped Jamia's dress and slid it down her body, only to be stopped by her shaking hands.
"Frank..please I just..I don't want you to see...how ugly I am.."
She mumbled, ashamed about her body and her appearance in general.
"That's the one thing I wouldn't describe you as Jamia...you're fucking gorgeous to say the least...but if you want me to stop then I can."
He said, kissing her lips gently trying to reasure her that it would be okay if she trusted him. Jamia nodded softly and held onto Frank's shoulders, as he finally took Jamia's dress off completely and looked at her in awe. Jamia felt her face heat up and she softly reached up to touch Frank's face, unsure of what to do next.
"You look absolutely stunning do you realise that?"
Frank asked, leaning in again and kissing her more passionately. Jamia sighed happily and reached under Frank's shirt, ready to take it off. He immediately understood what she wanted to do and helped her to get rid of the unnecessary piece of clothing. Jamia stroked down Frank's bare chest softly, leaning up to kiss his neck. She rested her hand above the tattoo he had gotten of her name a while ago, which was just above his heart. Frank shuddered softly under her touch, he had always loved neck kisses, and getting them from Jamia was probably the best thing that had ever happened to him so far.
Frank reached behind Jamia's back, unclasping her bra and sliding it off her body. Although it was still extremely weird for Jamia she felt alot more comfortable because Frank made her feel secure and somewhat pretty.
As Frank softly kissed down Jamia's chest, she arched her back at the uncommon touch of his hands softly caressing her breasts. She moaned quietly and began to scratch down Frank's back, opening his pants and sliding them down his legs.
As the kisses intensified and Jamia felt actually quite good about the whole situation, Frank softly pulled away and looked into her eyes.
"So baby are you sure about this? I mean...you know..."
He rested his forehead on Jamia's, and she just smiled and nodded.
"Yes I am positive Frankie..."
With that she crashed her lips to his again, and without another word, Frank took off Jamia's panties, pushing a finger inside of her softly. Jamia flinched at the new feeling, but soon adjusted to his touch and as Frank added another finger and kept kissing her neck, Jamia could feel a new sensation grow in her body.
Lust.
She had never wanted anything more than Frank in this very moment, so she tugged at his hair and kissed his lips again eagerly. Frank understood, so he pulled his fingers out of Jamia and positioned himself in between her legs. This wasn't anything new for Frank , he had had sex before multiple times but he still felt rather awkward, since he basically knew Jamia since Kindergarden. He quickly took off his boxers and rolled on a condom, and as Jamia looked at Frank in all his glory she felt somewhat nervous that it would hurt like a bitch. He softly lowered down and kissed her lips once more.
"Ready?"
He asked, his voice sounding rough and definetly more hot than Jamia had ever heard it before. Her voice wasn't strong enough to speak so all she did was nodd and without any further warning, Frank pushed into her softly. Jamia held onto his shoulders tightly, moaning in pain softly. It wasn't as bad as she thought it would be, but it still hurt quite a bit. After she had fully adjusted to the feeling she gave Frank the okay to move and as he softly began thrusting into her the pain soon faded and was completely replaced by pleasure.
Lips and bodies moved in union, and Jamia found out that Frank was extremely turned on by her scratching down his back or biting his neck.
"Damn baby...this feels so good.."
Frank moaned into Jamia's ear, and she could feel her face heat up. He liked dirty talk too? That was definetly something she would have to get used to.
As Frank's pace became faster, Jamia wrapped her legs around his waist tightly and moaned lowly. She could feel a warm sensation forming in the pit of her stomache and soon enough it flooded through her whole body and her orgasm was shaking her. She held onto Frank tightly, kissing his shoulder and after a few more thrusts he came too, moaning Jamia's name and collapsing on top of her.
He softly rolled off of her, taking off the condom and throwing it in the trash can and while he was breathing heavily, he turned to face to Jamia. She stared at the ceiling with her face flushed and lips swollen and Frank was pretty sure that he had never seen her more beautiful than in this exact moment.
"Frankie..."
She looked back into his eyes softly and he understood what she wanted to tell him.
"Yes J...I know.."
She smiled softly and kissed his lips again, and something was feeling different. Frank's heart swell at the uncommon feeling but he definetly liked it. And it felt really good. If this was the feeling "love" everyone was talking about, then he sure as fuck wanted to keep feeling it.
"Here put this on...if your parents decide to wake us up I don't think it would be a good thing if they saw us naked."
Frank said softly while handing Jamia his way too big Joy Division shirt and her panties. Jamia nodded and got dressed, and after Frank slid his boxers back on he lay down next to Jamia, immediately wrapping his arms around her and cuddling into the blankets.
As he could hear her breathing becoming even, he smiled to himself and rested his head against the pillow. He was really damn glad that this had happened today. And he was even more happy about the fact that Jake never got as far as Frank did, because truth being told the fucker never deserved her.
As he felt slep washing over him, he placed one last kiss on her lips and softly driffted off to what he hoped would be a peaceful sleep for the first time again in weeks.

Notes

Soooo damn. I am SO sorry if this sucks or anything, this is my very first attempt at writing a sex scene EVER so please be nice to me? I hope you guys enjoy this chapter although it's kinda shitty ugh.
- xoxo, Paco.