Julia Lelieveld and the battle with the underworld

The next morning my body still hurt, but the bruises and wounds were almost all gone. You hardly saw anything that happened on the roof of Renzo’s apartment two days ago. I thought back and a shiver ran through me. I’d been keeping a close eye on the newspaper to read back about the two possessed people helping Lucas on the roof, but the newspaper hadn’t said anything about it.

I hadn’t planned anything for the weekend. Eva had an away game from volleyball, so she was gone all day and Bas also had to play football. Rob had released the circle this weekend to recover from what had happened over the past few days. I didn’t know what Renzo was up to, we hadn’t agreed on anything yet. At the thought of Renzo, the muscles in my stomach tensed for a moment. What an effect that boy had on me.

Dad was back at work. Maybe he had time for lunch together. I immediately messaged him. And to my surprise, he immediately sent one back saying he had time to have lunch together.

Lunch was enjoyable. We had been given a nice table in the diner opposite the police station and the lunch was also very tasty. We talked about the upcoming party I bought the dress for and about my new friends Sara and Kate. We also talked about going to Hannah on Monday. My father had a lot of work that day, so I thought maybe I could go shopping while I was in the area or maybe I’d call Sara. My father thought that was a good idea. He was happy for me that I adapted so well to our whole situation. In my opinion, lunch was over much too quickly, even though we had been there for almost an hour and a half. After saying goodbye to my father, I got on my bike. My head was still working overtime. In my mind I cycled towards the center.

I immediately recognized the street where I stopped, it was the street where Renzo lived. Its narrow gray door between the shops should be very unobtrusive. But for me it was the opposite. Renzo’s door was the most important, most striking part of the street for me. And with that thought I heard a motorcycle stop next to me. I looked next to me and there he was. My stomach jumped.

He took off his helmet and looked at me in surprise. “What are you doing here?”

I shrugged. “I went for a ride to clear my head and maybe do some shopping.” I smiled at him.

He smiled back. “You can do that more often. Would you like to come in?” And he nodded at the door of his apartment.

I nodded and put my bike down by his motorbike and we walked to his door.

There we were, in front of the narrow door between the shops. It gave me a mixed feeling. The last time we were here, Lucas was after us.

Despite that double feeling, I felt the butterflies in my stomach come to life, because we had also kissed here for the first time.

He opened the door and showed me, waiting, I stepped into the narrow hallway. Renzo closed the door behind him and turned. I felt the tension between us. He stood in front of me and looked at me intensely with his oh so beautiful eyes. They were a shade darker than usual. His breathing was visibly up and down. Luckily I wasn’t the only one who felt different.

He put his hand around my face and as if an electric shock went through me, I felt his love and warmth run through my whole body. Our previous kisses and moments had been special, but I didn’t know this was possible.

As if he put his whole feeling into that one touch. I looked into his eyes, it seemed as if my knees almost gave way, this was indescribable. And that only from this one touch. I closed my eyes and put my own hand on his. Trying to hold on to this moment as long as possible and print it in my mind.

I felt him lay his forehead on mine, every touch had a charge of feelings. I couldn’t stop it anymore. I took my hand off his hand and opened my eyes, at that moment Renzo opened his eyes too. I brought my mouth to his and without hesitation he responded immediately. With an intense feeling I kissed him, and he kissed me back. I wrapped my arms around him to squeeze him even closer to me and he followed suit. He pushed me back so that I was stuck between the wall and Renzo. There we were, entwined in the narrow corridor between the shops.

Renzo struggled to break free from me. I looked at him uncomprehendingly. He laughed softly, probably from my expression. He took my hand and led me upstairs to the gray door.

He unlocked it and showed me to his simple apartment.

He automatically locked the door behind him and hung the keys on the hook behind the door. He took off his coat and I followed suit. He stood in front of me with a few big strides. He grabbed my face with both hands and kissed me again. This time I couldn’t contain myself anymore. This was the moment. The moment we so longed for.

Although he kissed me he led me to the bedroom, willingly I let him lead me. I felt the bed against my legs and without hesitation I dropped. Renzo leaned on his muscular arms above me. I tugged at his shirt so he was above me and we kissed on. This time I went with my hands under his shirt and felt the hard muscles of his stomach and back. Without hesitation, he got up and took off his shirt. This was the first time I saw him shirtless. And it wasn’t annoying at all. What struck me was that he had a tattoo on his left chest, something I hadn’t expected. I ran my fingers gently over it.

He took my hand and kissed it.

He looked at me intensely again. Without thinking about it, I also got up a bit and he moved his hands to my side and gently lifted my shirt so I could stop him, but I wouldn’t do that anyway.

It couldn’t be over soon enough, my feelings and desires screamed through my body. When he lay back on top of me with his bare body against mine, it was like it shouldn’t be any different. This felt complete.

Our kiss got even more intense. He examined my body with his hand. Carefully he ran his hand along the inside of my thighs. I thought I was on fire. Oh my god, what a feeling.

Slowly he cut off the kiss and lowered his mouth. He kissed from my jawline to my throat. I froze for a moment, my scar. But when his lips kissed my scar it just felt right. He continued down from my collarbone to my breasts. Through the lace bra I felt every warm touch of his lips on my breasts. Slowly he went down to my belly button. He looked at me for a moment. I think he needed permission to continue. I gave him a small smile and that’s all he needed. Deftly he opened my pants and slid them over my hips.

It made me a bit insecure, I had never gone this far with a boy and I think he already had experience.

But as soon as his lips were on my lower abdomen and found their way to the inside of my thighs, that uncertainty immediately went away. I threw my head back and let out a soft moan.

As a result, he just let himself be spurred on and explored my whole body. When he was back to my face he smiled, I saw happiness in his eyes. Along with desire. I think he saw the same thing with me.

Gosh, there I was in my bra and thong.

I turned on my side, so Renzo had to turn too. I took advantage of that and was now on top of him. How beautiful he was.

Now it was my turn to get to know his body better. I did what my feelings told me. And kissed his entire upper body. Once at his pants, I carefully went to his belt. I unfastened his belt and then his fly and slid down his pants. Immediately I saw that he was excited. His black boxer shorts were stretched tight around him.

I always thought it would scare me, but it just excited me more. With my hands and mouth I explored the rest of his body. It all felt so good. Never thought it would go this way on its own.

I went back to his face and saw that his eyes were even darker than they were in the hallway. The butterflies in my stomach started flying faster.

Would it really happen? He kissed me intensely and with one movement he was back on top of me. I let out a small moan from my throat.

He moved above me to his nightstand and grabbed a condom. He looked at me, again to confirm that I really wanted to.

Right now I wouldn’t want anything else.

The moments that followed were indescribable. Everyone always said the first time was awkward or unpleasant. But to be honest, I hadn’t noticed any of that. It just made sense. This just had to happen. I had never felt so at one with anyone else. These were moments never to be forgotten and hopefully repeated many times.

When we reached our climax he lay down on his back, breathing faster than usual. I lay on my side against him, my head on his chest and my hand on his stomach. I felt fulfilled. And frankly exhausted.

It was quite hard work and without condition I could notice that well. I smiled to myself. It had happened. I had lost my virginity and it was magical. Perhaps also because we were somehow connected because he had chosen my side of the practice.

He held my shoulder and stroked his thumb back and forth, pushing me closer to him. I didn’t need more. This was enough.

My eyelids grew heavy and I couldn’t stop the sleep that overcame me and closed my eyes.