Travis yanked the t-shirt over my h

Travis yanked the t-shirt over my head, and then his
hand impatiently traveled down my side, gripping my
panties and slipping them down my legs with one hand. His
mouth returned to mine once more as his hand slid up the
inside of my thigh, and I let out a long, faltering breath when
his fingers wandered where no man had touched me
before. My knees arched and twitched with each movement
of his hand, and when I dug my fingers into his flesh, he
positioned himself above me.
“Pigeon,” he said, panting, “it doesn’t have to be tonight.
I’ll wait until you’re ready.”
I looked above my head and reached for the top drawer
of his night stand, pulling it open. Feeling the plastic
between my fingers, I touched the corner to my mouth,
tearing the package open with my teeth. His free hand left
my back, and then pulled his boxers down, kicking them off
as if he couldn’t stand them between us.
The package crackled in his fingertips, and after a few
moments, I felt him between my thighs. I closed my eyes.
“Look at me, Pigeon.”
I peered up at him, and his eyes were intent and soft at
the same time. He tilted his head, leaning down to kiss me
tenderly, and then his body tensed, pushing himself inside
of me in a small, slow movement. When he pulled back, I bit
my lip with the discomfort; when he rocked into me again, I
clenched my eyes shut with the pain. My thighs tightened
around his hips, and he kissed me again.
“Look at me,” he whispered.
When I opened my eyes, he pressed inside me again,
and I cried out with the wonderful burning it caused. Once I
relaxed, the motion of his body against mine was more
rhythmic. The nervousness I had felt in the beginning had
disappeared, and Travis grabbed at my flesh as if he
couldn’t get enough. I pulled him into me, and he moaned
when the way it felt became too much.
“I’ve wanted you for so long, Abby. You’re all I want,” he
breathed against my mouth.
He grabbed my thigh with one hand and propped
himself up with his elbow, just inches above me. A thin
sheet of sweat began to bead on our skin, and I arched my
back as his lips traced my jaw and then followed a single
line down my neck.
“Travis,” I sighed.
When I said his name, he pressed his cheek against
mine, and his movements became more rigid. The noises
from his throat grew louder, and he finally pressed inside
me one last time, groaning and quivering above me.
After a few moments, he relaxed, and let his breathing
slow.
“That was some first kiss,” I said with a tired, content
expression.
He scanned my face and smiled. “Your last first kiss.”
I was too shocked to reply.
He collapsed beside me on his stomach, stretching one
arm across my middle, and resting his forehead against my
cheek. I ran my fingers along the bare skin of his back until I
heard his breathing even out.
I lay awake for hours, listening to Travis’ deep breaths
and the wind weave through the trees outside. America and
Shepley came in the front door quietly, and I heard them tip
toe down the hall, murmuring to each other.
We had packed my things earlier in the day, and I
flinched at how uncomfortable the morning would be. I had
thought once Travis slept with me his curiosity would be
satiated, but instead he was talking about forever. My eyes
snapped shut with the thought of his expression when he
learned that what had happened between us wasn’t a
beginning, it was closure. I couldn’t go down that road, and
he would hate me when I told him.

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 2:

Travis mencabut t-shirt di atas kepalaku, dan kemudian nya
tangan sabar perjalanan di sisi saya, saya mencengkeram
celana dan tergelincir mereka turun kaki saya dengan satu tangan. Nya
mulut kembali menambang sekali lagi sementara tangannya meluncur ke atas
dalam paha saya, dan saya membiarkan keluar panjang, napas goyah ketika
jari-jarinya berkeliaran di mana tidak ada orang yang telah menyentuh saya
sebelumnya. Lutut saya melengkung dan mengejang dengan setiap gerakan
tangannya, dan ketika aku menggali jari saya ke dalam dagingnya, ia
menempatkan dirinya di atas saya.
"Pigeon," katanya, terengah-engah, "itu tidak harus malam ini.
Aku akan menunggu sampai Anda siap.
"Aku melihat di atas kepala saya dan meraih laci atas
dari malam berdiri nya, menariknya terbuka. Merasakan plastik
antara jari-jari saya, saya menyentuh sudut ke mulut saya,
merobek paket terbuka dengan gigi saya. Tangannya yang bebas meninggalkan
punggungku, lalu ditarik ke bawah petinju, menendang mereka pergi
seolah-olah ia tidak bisa berdiri mereka antara kami.
Paket berderak di ujung jari, dan setelah beberapa
saat, aku merasa dia antara paha saya. Aku memejamkan mata.
"Lihatlah aku, Pigeon."
Aku mengintip ke arahnya, dan matanya maksud dan lembut pada
saat yang sama. Dia memiringkan kepalanya, sambil membungkuk menciumku
lembut, dan kemudian tubuhnya menegang, mendorong dirinya di dalam
diriku dalam, gerakan lambat kecil. Ketika ia menarik kembali, aku menggigit
bibir saya dengan ketidaknyamanan; ketika ia mengguncang ke saya lagi, saya
mengepalkan mata saya ditutup dengan rasa sakit. Paha saya diperketat
di sekitar pinggul, dan dia menciumku lagi.
"Lihatlah aku," bisiknya.
Ketika saya membuka mata saya, dia menekan dalam diriku lagi,
dan aku berteriak dengan indah pembakaran itu disebabkan. Setelah saya
santai, gerak tubuh melawan saya adalah lebih
berirama. Kegugupan saya merasa di awal telah
menghilang, dan Travis menyambar daging saya seolah-olah ia
tidak bisa mendapatkan cukup. Aku menariknya ke dalam diriku, dan dia mengerang
ketika cara itu merasa menjadi terlalu banyak.
"Saya sudah ingin Anda begitu lama, Abby. Anda semua yang saya inginkan, "ia
menarik napas terhadap mulutku.
Dia meraih paha saya dengan satu tangan dan disangga
dirinya dengan sikunya, hanya beberapa inci di atas saya. Sebuah tipis
lembar keringat mulai manik pada kulit kita, dan saya melengkung saya
kembali seperti bibirnya ditelusuri rahang saya dan kemudian diikuti satu
garis bawah leher saya.
"Travis," aku mendesah.
Ketika saya mengatakan namanya, ia menekan pipinya terhadap
tambang, dan gerakannya menjadi lebih kaku. Suara-suara
dari tenggorokannya semakin keras, dan akhirnya ia ditekan dalam
saya untuk terakhir kalinya, mengerang dan bergetar di atas saya.
Setelah beberapa saat, dia santai, dan membiarkan napasnya
lambat.
"Itu beberapa ciuman pertama," kataku dengan lelah, konten
ekspresi.
Dia mengamati wajah saya dan tersenyum. "Terakhir pertama ciuman Anda."
Aku terlalu terkejut untuk menjawab.
Dia ambruk di samping saya di perutnya, membentang satu
lengan di tengah, dan beristirahat dahinya saya
pipi. Aku berlari jari saya bersama kulit telanjang punggungnya sampai aku
mendengar napasnya bahkan keluar.
Aku berbaring terjaga selama berjam-jam, mendengarkan Travis 'napas dalam-dalam
dan menenun angin melalui pohon-pohon di luar. Amerika dan
Shepley datang di pintu depan dengan tenang, dan saya mendengar mereka tip
toe menyusuri lorong, bergumam satu sama lain.
Kami telah dikemas hal saya pada hari sebelumnya, dan saya
tersentak melihat betapa tidak nyaman pagi hari akan. Saya telah
berpikir sekali Travis tidur dengan saya keingintahuannya akan
kenyang, tapi ia malah berbicara tentang selamanya. Mataku
bentak menutup dengan pemikiran ekspresi ketika ia
mengetahui bahwa apa yang terjadi di antara kami bukan
awal, itu penutupan. Aku tidak bisa pergi ke jalan itu, dan
ia akan membenci saya ketika saya mengatakan kepadanya.