I’m in seventh heaven. Maybe even eighth or ninth, because I’ve never felt this good. I’m so turned on, I think my erection is close to breaking the stitching on my shorts.
I’ve fantasized about this, about having her in my arms and what it would be like to kiss her. I’d imagined how it might feel if she was willing, and maybe even kissed me back. But it’s only now I understand how Penny wasn’t the only one who was damaged. I knew her constant rejections had scarred me, but I hadn’t realized how deep the wound went.
I stroke Aurelia’s back, move my hands around her ribs to her breasts, and brush my thumbs over her nipples again, and she responds with a murmur of encouragement and a rock of her pelvis. She lifts a little, so that through the fabric of our clothing, the tip of my cock slides through her softness, and we both groan.
She lifts her head from our kiss and murmurs hesitantly, “Um… I have a Mirena coil, if you don’t want to use a condom, but I don’t mind if you do.”
“I’m okay without one if you are,” I reply. Sex without a condom? Fuck yeah. I’ve never done that. Penny couldn’t use hormonal contraception because it gave her terrible migraines, so I always used condoms.
“Get your shorts off, then,” she jokes, lifting off me. She undoes the button on hers and pushes them down, revealing a tiny pair of white knickers.
“Wow.” I stare at the cotton triangle between her legs, my heart banging on my ribs.
She turns her back to me, revealing her tight ass covered with a scrap of material, hooks her fingers in the elastic at thesides, slides them down her legs and steps out of them. When she eventually turns back, she giggles at the look on my face. “Come on,” she teases, “you’re slacking.”
My brain races along with my heart. “You mean here?”
She gives a cheeky shrug of her shoulders. “I like being on top.”
She wants sex on the sofa? Fucking hell. Still, I hesitate.
Her smile fades, and she lowers onto the sofa next to me. “What’s the matter, honey?”
“I’m worried about hurting you,” I admit. “You’re so tiny, and I’m… not.”
She lifts her eyebrows. “Are you trying to turn me on?”
“I’m serious.” I don’t know how to explain my previous experience without killing the mood. How often Penny would wince or even cry out in pain if I went too deep. I was always willing to try different positions and to take time to arouse her, but I’m not sure she ever truly enjoyed it.
Looking back, I don’t know why I stayed with her so long. I did love her, I think. We liked the same movies and music, we enjoyed traveling together, and we got on with each other’s families. I think I hated dating so much that it was a relief to find someone who was willing to put up with me, and I didn’t want to venture back into the pool of sharks again. But it has led to a kind of fear of sex, because I don’t want to make a mistake, especially with the girl I’m so fond of.
“Wait here.” Aurelia rises and walks toward her bedroom. She glances over her shoulder. “And get your kit off.” She disappears down the corridor.
I get to my feet, but hesitate. I can’t be sitting there bollock-naked with an erection the size of the Sky Tower when she returns. Jesus, I’m so inexperienced at this. I have a big mouthful of wine to calm my nerves. I should be the confident one, but I’m afraid of hurting her, or doing the wrong thing.
It’s only thirty seconds or so before she reappears. Confident in her nakedness, she approaches me and puts down the item she’s carrying—a tube of lubrication gel.
“Come here,” she says kindly. She undoes the button at my waist, carefully slides the zipper down over my erection, then pushes the shorts down my legs, so I can step out of them.
“Oh my,” she says, looking down at where my cock is straining through my boxer-briefs. “I can see why you were worried.” She eases the elastic over it and helps me out of them too. Then she pushes me down on the sofa and climbs astride me. “We’ll take it slow, okay? But I’m going to be fine, you’ll see.”
She opens the tube, squeezes some of the gel onto her fingers, then closes them around me. The breath hisses through my teeth as she slowly gives me a few strokes, her fingers exploring the veins and ridges, and gliding over the head. She kisses me while she does it, and I try to relax and make the most of the moment, because I don’t know if this is a one-off, or what will happen when we leave this magical paradise.
Eventually, she lifts her head and picks up the tube. To my surprise, though, she moves her hand between her legs first. “Mmm,” she murmurs, sliding her fingers down. “Probably don’t need this.” She takes my hand in hers and guides it between her legs. My thumb slides down into the heart of her. Fuck, she’s swollen, wet, and slippery.
I stroke her, touching the tiny button of her clit, gently exploring, and she sighs, then pops open the lid of the lube again. “Just to be sure,” she says, and she squeezes some on her fingers and lowers them.
I lift my hand and rest both of mine on her hips, watching as she touches herself. I can’t tear my gaze away. She does it slowly, and when I’m eventually able to look up at her, I see a touch of mischief in her eyes. “Do you like me doing this?” sheasks, her voice silky and alluring as she circles her finger over her clit.
I swallow hard. “Yeah.” My voice cracks and comes out as a squeak, and we both laugh.
“I adore you,” she confesses, inching forward on the sofa. She kisses me, and at the same time, she guides my erection underneath her, until the tip is pressing against her entrance. Then, slowly, she sinks down, impaling herself on me.
My lubricated cock slides easily through her soft, moist skin, and I’m halfway inside her with the first simple thrust. She doesn’t cry out, or complain, but instead just says, “Mmm…” She lifts until I’m almost out, then sinks down again. This time, I slide almost all the way inside her.
“Fuck,” I say, my head falling back on the sofa at the sensation of being encased in her soft, wet heat. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
She pushes off my chest and sits upright, widening her knees and arching her back. Jesus, our bodies are flush now, and I’m deep inside her, but she doesn’t seem bothered at all.
