Chapter 107: The Only One Who Matter-2
Chapter 107: The Only One Who Matter-2
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Meanwhile, Harper whisked Maya back to her room, the door clicking shut behind them. She stopped short, turning to face her with a sudden intensity, eyes locking on Maya’s.
Maya froze. “What’s wrong? Is there something on my face?”
Harper’s lips trembled, and before Maya could react, she pulled her into a tight, unexpected hug. Maya stiffened for a moment, caught off guard, but instinctively wrapped her arms around Harper.
Harper’s voice broke as she spoke into Maya’s shoulder, tears wetting the fabric of her shirt. I’m… I’m just so proud of you!”
Maya pulled back slightly, still stunned. “Harper… what’s… what’s wrong?”
Harper sniffed, a shaky laugh escaping her. “Nothing’s wrong. I just… I can’t believe it. You didn’t run. You took everything in like a champ, accepted him, his world… everything. You stayed beside him, ready to fight for your love.”
She pulled back completely, wiping her tears with the back of her hand, then placed both hands firmly on Maya’s shoulders, eyes shining. “You showed your strength, Maya. Your courage. And I am just… so proud of you.”
Maya’s chest tightened, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. She gently squeezed Harper’s hands. “Harper… to be honest, I’m scared. Scared of losing myself, scared of everything this means… but I just… I couldn’t turn away from him. I love him-every part of him-and I want to fight for us, no matter what comes.”
Harper’s face broke into a proud, teary smile. “That’s my girl. You follow your heart, no matter how hard it gets. You just follow your heart. And no matter what, I will always… always be here for you. I got your back!”
Maya’s lips quivered, a small, grateful smile tugging at them. “Thank you, Harper. I… I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
Harper gave her shoulder a gentle squeeze. “You’ll never have to find out.”
She wiped her eyes again, then straightened with a sly grin. “Enough of that. Now it’s time to get you all prepped for probably the most special night of your life.”
With that, Harper dragged Maya further into the room. She pulled her phone out, swiping open a website. “Okay, so… research time. Let’s see what works, what doesn’t. What do you prefer?” She tilted her phone toward Maya, showing different categories with playful
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exaggeration. “Romantic, passionate, slow and sensual, adventurous, kinkier stuff… what are we feeling?” Maya blinked, cheeks warming. “I… I don’t know… whatever is normal.” Harper let out a dramatic exhale and shook her head. “Normal? That’s boring, Maya. Listen- sex is… well, it can be simple. Penetrate, pump, finish. Done. But making love? That’s entirely different. Intimate, emotional, careful, adventurous… every touch and every glance has meaning. It’s about connection, about sharing yourself completely with someone. That’s what makes it magical.” Her eyes softened, voice lowering, almost tender. “So you and Damien… it’s not just sex. When you decide to really let him in, to give him your all… that’s making love. Not just the act, but everything behind it-the trust, the closeness, the emotions. It’s every touch, every kiss, every glance carrying meaning. That’s what makes it unforgettable, what makes it yours.” She paused, letting the words sink in, then grinned mischievously again. “That’s why tonight isn’t just another night, Maya. It’s going to be something you’ll remember forever.” Maya’s voice wavered, cheeks burning. “Harper… I’m… nervous. Last night we almost… and this morning too… but it didn’t happen, and I…” Harper threw her hands up, exasperated but grinning. “Maya! Stop dancing around it! Just say it-what’s the problem?” Maya swallowed hard, her voice barely above a whisper. “Every time he’s close… when he touc hes me… I feel… something. Like… I actually want it. I think I’m ready… but… does it… hurt? I mean… really hurt?” Harper’s grin softened into a teasing smirk. “Well… it depends. Normally, yes, it should sting a little. But if it’s a tiny little-” she wiggled her fingers playfully, “…well, that’s a different story. But, from what I can tell… the boss? Let’s just say… he’s well-equipped.” Maya’s eyes went wide, her hand flying to her chest. “Oh… uh… okay… I guess… I mean… I just 22 Harper waved a hand, eyes sparkling with mischief and reassurance. “Relax, girl. Listen-this isn’t about fear. It’s about trust, patience, and letting it happen naturally. No pressure, no rush … just connection. Honestly? All you need to do is be yourself, listen to your body, and don’t hold back. Let it respond naturally-and let him guide you.” Maya’s cheeks flushed, her hands twisting nervously in her lap. “I… I think I can do that. I want to… I just don’t know what to expect. I don’t want to mess it up. What if I-what if I disappoint him?.” 2/3 Chapter 107: The Only One Who Matter-2 Clam Harper grinned, giving her shoulder a reassuring squeeze. “Mess it up? Please. You’re not gonna mess up anything. And disappoint him?? Girl-come on! You’re a virgin! This is your first time, and he’s the lucky guy who gets that honor. Just follow your heart, feel it, trust him -that’s all that matters.” Then her expression softened, voice lowering with sisterly weight. “But Maya, listen. If you’re not ready-then don’t. You’re not obligated to give up your virginity just because you love him or because you feel like it’s expected. You’re the only one who has the right to decide if and when you’re ready, alright? Never, ever feel pressured. And if he really loves you? He’ll respect that. He’ll wait.” Maya’s chest tightened, a lump catching in her throat as she nodded. “Thank you, Harper.” Harper suddenly clapped her hands together, shaking her head with mock seriousness. “You know what? Forget about that ‘research.’ Enough porn talk-trust me, when the moment comes, it’ll happen the way it’s supposed to. No manual needed.” She stood, tugging Maya up with her, a playful grin spreading across her face. “Alright, missy -bathroom, now. Go get ready. Freshen up, take a long bath, maybe a hot shower… whatever helps you relax. Clear your head, ease your body. Tonight’s about you feeling good. I’ll handle the packing, make sure you’ve got everything you’ll need. You just focus on feeling good. Got it?” Before Maya could protest, Harper gave her a little push toward the bathroom, laughing. “Go on! Shoo! That man is probably planning something out-of-this-world for you, so the least you can do is show up fresh and glowing. I’ll make sure everything else is perfect.” Maya bit her lip, trying not to smile, but Harper’s energy was contagious. She laughed softly as she let herself be ushered away, her nerves easing under her friend’s bright, unshakable confidence. And as the bathroom door clicked shut behind her, Maya pressed a hand to her chest, heart racing. Tonight wasn’t just any night. Tonight, everything could change. 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