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He would show me. Brad would show me.
“Do that again,” I begged.
“I have to… God, Daphne, I need to get inside you.”
“Do it, then. Make me feel everything. Please.”
“I want you to come first. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I don’t care. I need you inside me. I need it, Brad. Please.”
“Are you sure?” he asked once more. “It might hurt. You might bleed.”
“I know all that, and yes, I’m sure. Take me. Take me now.”
He fidgeted for a few seconds and then crawled up my body, took my mouth with his, and thrust into me.
I moaned softly, relishing the fullness. No more empty ache. Only Brad. And me. And Brad inside of me.
He broke the kiss. “I’m sorry,” he whispered against my ear. “I went quickly to get the pain over with.”
Pain? Right, there was supposed to be pain. I didn’t feel any pain. Only fullness. Only the strong knowledge that he was supposed to be there, inside me.
“I’m okay,” I said. “It feels good.”
“Thank God, because I have to do that again.” He pulled out and then thrust back in. “I couldn’t wait any longer, but I swear, Daphne, I’ll take care of you after this.”
“It’s okay. I want this. I love this.”
He pulled out and pushed in once more and then again. And again and again. His thrusts became quicker as his groans became louder, and somehow in the mass of quivering feelings bubbling through me, something clicked.
My clitoris. He was hitting it somehow, and oh my God, something big was coming. Something big.
“Fuck!” He thrust into me, and instead of pulling back out, he stayed there, embedded so deeply. His dick pulsated inside me.
Several seconds later, he pulled out and rolled over onto his side. “Baby, you’re amazing.”
I hadn’t done much, but I wasn’t going to argue with him. “So are you. It was wonderful.”
And oh, it had been. Just the fullness. The beauty of it all. The joining of two bodies. The joining of two people who cared so much for each other.
He pulled a condom off his dick—when had he put it on?—rose, and threw it into the wastebasket. I lay on the bed, basking in the afterglow. Had I come? I wasn’t sure. All I knew was that this was the most important thing that had ever happened in my life. Brad walked into the bathroom for a moment and returned with a washcloth.
He sat on the bed. “Let me take care of you.” He spread my legs and placed the warm cloth between them. “Any pain?”
“No, none.”
“Amazing. Doesn’t look like you bled, either.”
“Is that strange?”
“Probably not. I’ve only been with a virgin once before, and she screamed bloody murder but only bled a little.”
I closed my eyes, basking in his care of me.
“Daphne”—he smoothed the warm cloth between my legs and over my inner thighs—“I’m sorry I couldn’t wait longer. Did you come?”
I warmed with embarrassment. “Honestly? I’m not sure.”
He smiled. “Then you didn’t.”
“How do you know?”
“Because you’d know if you did.”
“How would I know if I’ve never experienced it before?”
He removed the cloth and kissed the top of my vulva, smiling. “Just trust me.”
“It doesn’t matter to me,” I said truthfully. “It was wonderful the way it was.”
“It matters to me. I’m going to take care of you.” He lay down beside me and pulled me into his arms.
“You don’t have—”
He quieted me with a deep kiss. I opened to meet his tongue. My sex was still aroused, still pulsing with ache and need. My body moved of its own accord. I undulated beneath Brad’s touch, still reaching for something just beyond my grasp.
He broke the kiss and slid his lips over my cheeks, neck, and chest before he sucked one nipple between them. In tandem, he trailed fingers over my abdomen to my vulva and then to my clitoris and circled it gently.
And then not so gently.
The tugging on my nipple and the sensation below swirled together in a shuddering mass of feeling. Every one of my senses went on overload. The sight of his firm lips around my nipple, the taste of him lingering on my lips from our kiss, the smell of our arousal in the air, the sounds of his moans and of mine—all so overwhelming.
Still, I needed more, wanted that fullness inside me, that sensation that I’d never be empty again. Brad let my nipple drop with a soft pop and replaced his lips with fingers. He kneaded and pinched it while moving downward, his lips forging a trail to the hidden spot between my legs. He replaced his other hand with his mouth and sucked on my clitoris. Hard.
Waves of pleasure rippled through me, and that ultimate peak in the distance that I couldn’t quite reach came nearer and then nearer still…
I lifted my hips off the bed, chasing his mouth, chasing his tongue, chasing after that elusive precipice that teased me with its nearness.
