The Balance in Love Ch. 02

"I'm twenty years old dad, if I want to date, I can!" Ayla reminded her father.

"And after you dated Dylan, I'm supposed to let you just go around fucking men?" her father inquired, raising an eyebrow.

"I haven't had sex with Shane!" Ayla exclaimed.

"You would have if I had not walked into your room," her father pointed out.

"Dad, I'm not a little girl anymore," Ayla said quietly.

"You're my little girl Ayla and it's my job to protect you," her father argued.

"You have to let me grow up. You can't keep me a child forever," Ayla protested.

"Sir, could I say something?" Shane asked, speaking up for the first time.

"What is it you could possibly say?" Mr. Ivonova asked.

"I care deeply about Ayla and I respect her a great deal. I would never push her to do anything she did not want to do, you have my word on that. Hurting Ayla is the last thing that I want," Shane said. Mr. Ivonova smiled at that, and took the time to study the man that he'd found in his half naked daughter's room. Shane was tall, easily six feet with brown hair and startling deep blue eyes. A classically handsome young man, it was easy to see why his daughter was taken with this young man. Mr. Ivonova turned back to Ayla. "He seems to be a nice enough young man," he told his daughter, despite the fact that Shane was sitting in the chair behind him.

"What is it you burst into my room to tell me?" Ayla asked, her eyes moving from her father to Shane and back again.

"Your grandparents are coming to visit, and they are bringing a young man with them. He's an orphan and they have been raising him for the last few years. He wants to transfer to an American University so they are bringing him here to the States to look at schools. I want you to be at the house when they get here next week," Mr. Ivonova answered.

"Are you setting me up?" Ayla asked suspiciously.

"He's a nice Russian boy Ayla," her father replied with a careless shrug.

"Dad!" Ayla groaned. Her father chuckled and stood up from the couch he was sitting on.

"Seven thirty next Friday evening, Ayla, do not be late," he told his daughter before leaving the room.

"I'm sorry about that," Ayla said to Shane.

"That your father is trying to set you up with a Russian man? You can't be to blame for that," Shane said tersely.

"I don't want to be set up with anyone," Ayla told him.

"So don't let him. Tell this Russian that you have a boyfriend," Shane suggested.

"What?" Ayla asked, not sure if she heard him right.

"I'll be your boyfriend Ayla. I like you, a lot. And we were making out pretty heavily there, and probably would have slept together. We don't have to do anything you don't want to do, but it might help keep this Russian guy at bay," Shane told her.

"You would do that?" Ayla asked quietly.

"I like you Ayla, I'd love this opportunity to get to know you," Shane answered. Ayla smiled, threw her arms around Shane's neck and gave him a hug.

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"Shane, can you help me with something?" Ayla called from her bedroom.

"What do you need?" Shane asked, stopping short in the doorway of the room. Ayla stood there in just a red thong and a push up bra that left very little to the imagination. "Are you sure?" Shane asked, his mouth dry.

"Very sure," Ayla murmured. Shane crossed the room and captured her lips with his. She moaned as his hands slid up her body to unhook the bra and played with her taut nipples.

"You're beautiful," Shane said as he pulled his lips away. A shiver of pleasure went down her spine as his mouth closed around a hardening nipple and sucked lightly on it. A look of surprise crossed Ayla's face as Shane lifted her into his arms and carried her to the bed. The impish smile on his face made her laugh as he slid the thong down her legs and let it drop to the floor. "Scoot down," he urged as he pulled back slightly. Ayla did as she was told, stopping only when her bottom hit the palm of Shane's hand.

"What are you ..." Ayla's voice trailed off with a gasp when his tongue brushed lightly against her clit.

"Relax," Shane murmured, lifting his head just long enough to smile at her. Ayla moaned as Shane licked and sucked on her pussy, nearly shot off the bed when he added his fingers to the mix. Only when Ayla came with a nearly breathless scream did Shane stop the assault of her clit. "Are you alright?" he asked softly, ignoring the throbbing fullness of his cock.

"I'm fine," Ayla answered. Shane smiled and kissed her as he positioned himself between her legs.

"You can still say no," Shane told her, even though he was so hard it hurt.

"I'm not saying no," Ayla told him. "I need to feel you inside me," she whispered.

Shane groaned and thrust deep within her, his eyes widened when he felt Ayla tense up as he pushed through what could only be her hymen. "Oh Ayla," he whispered. Shane held himself still and wiped the tear drops that had fallen, kissed her softly.

"I'm okay," Ayla told him after a moment. Shane studied her carefully and groaned when she wriggled beneath him. "Really," she added. Carefully, Shane began to move, thrusting in and out of her, slowly at first, and then faster, and faster. His hands slid under Ayla's bottom to help her move with him. She quickly caught on and he slid his hands out from under her, played with her nipples as he thrust hard into her. Their breathing quickened and Ayla moaned as he bent his head and sucked a nipple into his mouth. Shane thrust harder and faster and Ayla cried out as she came, her nails dug into his back as her whole body convulsed, her pussy clenched tightly around his cock. He thrust deep and practically growled as he spewed his cum deep within her still spasming pussy.

"Are you alright?" Shane asked when his breathing had returned to normal.

"I'm wonderful," Ayla murmured. Shane smiled, pressed a kiss to her forehead and pulled out of her as gently as he could. Ayla winced as his cock slid free of her body, the tender flesh of her well used pussy protested the loss of his hardness.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Shane asked finally as they redressed.

"I didn't think it mattered that I was still a virgin," Ayla answered.

"It did, but it didn't," Shane said.

"That doesn't make a whole lot of sense," Ayla commented.

"It mattered Ayla, because I would have done things differently. Candles, flowers, and I would have taken things a little slower, but it doesn't matter because I'm honored that you gave me such a gift," Shane told her. Ayla blushed a little. "I care about you Ayla. I don't want to hurt you," he added.

"It only hurt a little, and only for a minute," Ayla whispered.

"Do not be embarrassed by what we shared Ayla, there's nothing to be embarrassed about," Shane told her. She smiled shyly at him as she finished pinning her hair back and Shane brushed his teeth.

"Ready to go?" Ayla asked.

"Into the lion's den," Shane said with a laugh and a nod.

-30 Minutes later-

Ayla, look at you! You've grown into such a beautiful young woman!" her grandmother exclaimed.

"Hello grandmother," Ayla said with a smile. She hugged her grandmother and then her grandfather before she turned back to Shane. "Grandma, Grandpa, this is my boyfriend Shane. Shane, my grandfather Mikhail and my grandmother Anastasia," Ayla introduced.

"Your boyfriend? Your father never said anything about a boyfriend!" her grandfather exclaimed.

"It's nice to meet you," Shane said, giving Ayla an amused smile.

"How long have you been dating?" her grandmother wanted to know.

"Only a few months," Ayla answered.

"Three to be exactly," Shane added, squeezed Ayla's smile. "Relax," he murmured. Ayla gave him a grateful smile. She swallowed hard when she saw her father talking to a tall man with dark brown hair that could only be her grandparent's ward.

"Ah, Ayla, I'm glad you're here. I didn't realize you were bringing Shane," her father said, with a frown.

"Why wouldn't I? He's my boyfriend," Ayla answered. Her father's frown deepened.

"When did this happen?" Mr. Ivonova asked.

"Months ago," Ayla told him.

"You didn't say anything last week," her father pointed out.

"You didn't give me a chance to," Ayla retorted.

"Enough, Peter. Let us just visit with the girls. Ayla, my little flower, this is Dimitri," Mikhail said.

"It's nice to meet you Dimitri. I hope you find your visit to be a good one," Ayla murmured politely.

"Your grandfather was correct, you are a beautiful woman," Dimitri said. He took Ayla's hand, drew it to his mouth and kissed her knuckles. Ayla glanced at Shane who had an unreadable expression on his face as she pulled her hand away from Dimitri, wiped her hand on her jeans and slipped her hand into Shane's.

"Dimitri, this is my boyfriend Shane," Ayla introduced. Dimitri glanced at Shane and rolled his eyes, as if to say, "Stupid American men."

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"Carly, wait up!" Ayla exclaimed.

"Hey girl, it's been forever!" Carly teased. Ayla blushed. It'd been three weeks since her grandparents and Dimitri had come to visit, and three blissful weeks since she and Shane had officially started dating, and she'd spent nearly every night in his apartment. "How's Shane?" Carly asked.

"He's fine," Ayla said.

"That's for sure. You guys seemed to really hit it off," Carly commented.

"Yeah, we're doing pretty well. I really like him Car. He's smart, and he's sweet and he's amazing!" Ayla said, the words coming out in a rush.

"How is he in bed?" Carly asked. Ayla blushed and bit her lip with a grin. "Ohhh girl, is he really that good?" Carly inquired.

"Oh yeah!" Ayla admitted.

"What are you ladies talking about?" Ayla looked up and sighed.

"What are you doing here Dimitri?" Ayla asked.

"I have decided to pick this university to continue my studies. Is that a problem for you Ayla?" Dimitri answered.

"Of course not. This is a free country after all," Ayla said, rolling her eyes. "We have to go, by now!" she added, grabbing her friend's arm and pulling her quickly away.

"Ow, Ayla, what was that for?" Carly asked.

"That's Dimitri, the guy my grandparents brought with them from Russia. I think they're trying to set me up with him," Ayla answered when they were safely in their dorm room.

"He's pretty cute," Carly commented.

"Good, then you go out with him, get him out of my hair," Ayla grumbled.

"What does Abby think of Shane?" Carly asked, knowing how over protective her roommate's older sister was.

"She likes him, she just thinks we're rushing things a bit," Ayla answered.

"Spoken like a true older sister," Carly said with a laugh. Ayla nodded and sighed. "What's wrong Ayla?" Carly asked.

"Shane wants to know what happened between me and Dylan," Ayla answered.

"So tell him. You're his girlfriend Ayla, he has a right to know," Carly told her friend.

"I can't even think about it without getting sick to my stomach," Ayla whispered.

"Trust that Shane cares enough about you to be there for you," Carly advised.

Ayla nodded and packed a change of clothes into her bag. "I'll tell him tonight, after classes," she said, resolved to get it out from between them once and for all.

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"You're quiet tonight," Shane commented before taking a bite of his burger. "Are you okay?" he asked.

"I've been thinking. Do you still want to know what happened between Dylan and I?" Ayla wanted to know.

"Yes, but only if you're comfortable with telling me," Shane answered.

Ayla took a deep breath and fiddled with her fork before taking a sip of water. "I offered my virginity to him," she said finally.

"He didn't want it?" Shane asked, surprised. "You're beautiful, I don't see how he could have turned you down," Shane murmured.

Ayla smiled at that. "Let me finish, or I'll never get this out." Shane said nothing, just took a sip of his own water and nodded. "Dylan wanted me to give him head, which, was weird, but not a big deal, I was okay with that. And he wanted my virginity, but he wanted all of it. He got me going, and when I thought he was going to take it, he flipped me over and fucked me in the ass. It hurt so bad, and I was so humiliated that even after he'd washed his dick off, I wouldn't let him near my vagina. He broke up with me on the spot and told the entire school what I tease I was. The worst part was, he filmed it and passed copies of the tape around to all for his friends," Ayla answered.

Shane said nothing, he just stood up, walked around the table and gave Ayla a gentle hug. "I thought I loved him, and I was going to give myself to him and he hurt me," she whispered.

"Dylan is a moron and if I see him again, I'm going to ..."

"Don't hurt him Shane. That won't solve anything," Ayla interrupted.

"Okay, I'll leave him alone, for you. But he's an idiot for doing that to you. You're an amazing and beautiful woman," Shane murmured. "I'm so sorry that happened to you," he added, kissed her gently and wiped the tears from her face. "I'm glad you told me," Shane said finally.

"So am I," Ayla murmured.

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"Abby, what were you doing with Dimitri?" Ayla asked her sister after Abby had taken a bite of her grilled cheese.

"I've been showing him around town. He's really cute and he's sweet," Abby answered.

"If you say so," Ayla said with a grin.

"How are thing going with Shane?" Abby asked.

"Really great. I really like him Abby," Ayla told her sister.

"You've been dating, what for fourmonths now?" Abby wanted to know. Ayla nodded. "I'm happy for you Aya," she murmured.

"I told him what Dylan did and he still likes me," Ayla whispered.

"Oh Aya!" Abby exclaimed.

"Hello ladies," Dimitri said from the side of the table.

"Hey Dimitri," Abby said brightly.

"Hi," Ayla murmured.

"This is sort of a sister thing Dimitri, can I meet up with you later?" Abby asked.

"It's okay Abby, I have to get going anyway. I missed an exam last week and I need to go make it up," Ayla said.

"You missed an exam? Why?" Abby asked, instantly worried.

"I was sick and Shane made me go see a doctor. I'm fine now," Ayla answered, standing up. She gave her sister a hug, waved goodbye to Dimitri and left.

When Ayla got back to Shane's apartment that evening after taking the exam, she was exhausted and just wanted to crawl into bed and sleep. "Hey beautiful, how'd your exam go?" Shane asked after Ayla had let herself in.

"I think pretty well," Ayla answered, sitting down on the couch next to him. "God I'm so glad it's Friday," she groaned.

"Still not feeling well?" Shane asked in concern.

"I'm just crampy and tired," Ayla told him.

"Go on to bed, I'll bring you some soup," Shane insisted. Ayla smiled, kissed him and headed back to the bedroom. Before Shane could even take two steps into the kitchen, Ayla called his name in a shrill and panicked voice, Shane hurried to the bedroom. "What's wrong?" he asked, looking over her quickly. His eyes widened when he saw her standing in the doorway of the adjoining bathroom with blood streaming down her legs.

"Something's wrong, can you get me clean clothes and take me to the doctor?" Ayla asked, her voice shaking. Shane nodded and quickly did as he was asked.

"Ayla? How are you doing?" Shane asked, his voice sounded funny to him as he made his way silently into the bedroom he'd shared with Ayla for the last few months. She turned to him, her eyes filled with tears and just shook her head.

"I thought it was just a period," she whispered.

"Ayla, I'm sorry," Shane murmured, sitting on the bed. "What's that?" he asked, pointing to the envelope in her hand. Ayla handed it to him and he sighed.

"That's just a few days late," she said dryly.

"Ayla, sweetie, everything's going to be okay," Shane promised. Ayla said nothing as she swiped at the tears on her cheeks. Shane sighed in frustration as he pulled Ayla into his arms and held her as she cried herself to sleep before he examined the letter from the doctor more carefully; read the line, "HCG levels of 110," as the doctor's words seemed to play on repeat in his head.

The phone rang and Shane sighed again, this time out of irritation. He carefully pulled away from Ayla, paused only when she whimpered and quickly walked into the living room to answer the phone so it didn't wake Ayla up.

"Hey Carly. We just got back a little while ago. Ayla's going to be okay." Shane closed his eyes and fought the dizziness he felt. "She had a miscarriage," he told Carly.

"Let me know if you need anything," Carly murmured.

"I will, thanks," Shane said and hung up. He dropped down to the couch and dropped his head in his hands as he wondered what to do next.