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Danika claws at the pillow as I move one finger inside her and then two. Her tight muscles clench around me and I can’t take it any longer. I line the head of my dick up with her opening and hesitate a beat.
Danika’s panting, her body glistening with sweat. She bites her lip, those wide brown Bambi eyes almost sending me over the edge. “What are you waiting for?”
Nothing. She has told me more than once she wants this. The moment she says otherwise, I’ll stop. I ease the tip in and pause, letting her stretch around me. She’s so tight my dick feels like it’s being squeezed to death, but in a good way. I press deeper, barely halfway, when Danika gasps and winces. I immediately stop moving. “You alright?”
“Yeah,” she whispers. “Keep going.”
Danika closes her eyes and bites her lip. I’m hurting her. The last thing I want to do is hurt her. I know I’m big, but I’m not horsedick big. This shouldn’t be painful. I should have loosened her up more. “Honey, we can stop.”
“Keep going, Logan. Please.” Danika wipes a tear away with her palm but keeps her eyes shut. I swallow the lump in my throat and push myself in. Band aid logic. Get the hard part over with. She gasps again and I rock my hips slowly.
After a few slow, steady thrusts, Danika exhales a moan. It’s the first sign of pleasure and my balls instantly tighten. I do my best to stay strong thinking about anything but how warm and tight she feels. The last thing I want to do is gyp her the moment things start to feel good, but I’m not going to last much longer.
I move a little harder, faster, and feel her tighten around me. She cries out in pleasure and I lose all control. My seed empties into the condom, the orgasm so intense it’s almost painful. I collapse on top of Danika, a sweaty mess but proud of myself until I look at the clock. I lasted five minutes. A new personal worst. Oh well. I ease out of Danika and sit back on my heels. “You okay?”
Danika nods and scoots into a sitting position. “Yeah just a little sore.”
I look down at the condom, to roll it off, and notice a pink hue. “Babe.” I run my fingers across her opening and swallow hard. “Are you a virgin?”
She smiles shyly, cheeks as red as the cream in my fingers. “I was.”
49
Danika
Morning light seeps through the curtains. I pull the blanket over my head, unsure of when I made it to the bed. I bend my legs closer to my chest and wince at the dull ache between them. I lost my virginity last night. I was drunk and pushy, but I wanted it. Wanted him.
Logan slides under the covers behind me, draping his arm over my waist. He kisses my cheek, the minty freshness sending a warm shiver down my spine. I may be sore, but my nipples harden beneath my shirt. I want to feel him inside me again.
“Morning, beautiful,” he purrs.
“Morning.”
His thick fingers massage
my side, his thumb rubbing circles on my back. “How are you feeling?”
“I’m good.” I spin in Logan’s arms and kick my leg over his hip. He’s only wearing boxers and they’re doing a terrible job of hiding his hard length.
He chuckles, kissing my forehead. “Someone is feisty.” He grabs my ass, pulling me against him and I moan, that ache pulsing through me again. “What do you want to do today?”
“You.”
Logan
We spend the rest of the week in bed, tangled under the sheets, only coming out for room service and the occasional swim at the pool. I don’t see Ria again and when I ask about her, no one knows who she is.
I don’t dwell on it long because Danika steals my attention every chance she gets. We taste, and we touch, and we explore each other's bodies. Relishing in what I’m calling the best week of my life. It’s lazy and carefree and absolutely perfect. If I could bottle up this moment and stay here forever, I would.
I always thought people were full of shit when they said having sex with someone you love is a million times better than simply screwing someone who is there. I always thought sex was sex. I liked it, but I could go without it. Now that I've tasted Danika, felt her from the inside, nothing compares. She's by far the best experience I’ve ever had. And I can’t get enough.
I thought it would be fun to squeeze in one more quickie before check out. Can you blame me? It’s like I was made to fit inside Danika. Besides, once we go back home, we have to face reality. Not only will we be forced back to school, but there’s the whole Dr. Shaffer mess. I’m not stupid. I know that mess could take months, years even, to settle.
Everything was perfect, just like the other times. But when I pulled out of her, the condom flopped like a sticky, wet balloon. I sit back on my heels and stare at my dick, willing my eyes to see something different.
I must have mumbled something because Danika flips onto her back and asks, “What do you mean it broke?”
There’s only one thing I could be talking about, even if I didn’t know I was talking. I point down to my dick and raise my eyebrows. My heart pounds in my chest, each beat pumping a shot of nervousness into my veins. We can’t have a kid. Not until we’re married and I know Dr. Shaffer is safe behind bars. “I mean it broke!”
