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“Are you sure?” I’d asked her a million times already. It was the first time for both of us, but I thought part of Calista didn’t believe me when I told her I was a virgin. Well, if she didn’t believe me, she must have after I broke the third condom trying to put one on myself.
There was no one I would’ve shared my first experience with besides Calista.
I lowered myself on her, kissing her, hoping it would relax both of us, but I could tell she was anxious. I wanted it over with, and I wanted to experience what Declan had told me was the best feeling he’d ever had.
My parents were out for the night, and we came home after practice, sneaking down to the basement where we would usually hang out. Except that night she’d told her parents she was staying at Aubrey’s.
Being the youngest after my parents had raised nine children had its benefits. One was that they were older, and the other was that as long as the police weren’t called, they let me do pretty much what I wanted. They had no idea that Calista was over, and I intended to get her out before they woke up the next day.
“Rylan, just do it. There’s no way I’m going to enjoy this.”
I stared at her and wondered how much I’d be hurting her. How would I continue when I hit the resistance of her hymen? Declan had even admitted it was excruciating listening to Aubrey whimper as she clung to his shoulder blades.
“Okay. Okay.” I was convincing myself as much as I was Calista. I ran my knuckle down her face. “I’ll be as gentle as possible.”
“Thanks.” She looked as if I was about to give her a cortisone shot.
I guided the tip of my dick to her opening and slid partially in. Holy shit, nothing had ever felt so tight.
“Damn, Calista,” I said. “Are you okay?”
She nodded. “Just do it. Like a Band-Aid. Get it over with.”
I kissed her again, trying to keep my mouth on hers as I used everything in me and slammed into her. She cried into my mouth and her legs tensed as her arms wrapped around my neck. I was desperate to move, but if it was gonna cause her pain, we could chill like this.
“Okay?” I asked again.
She nodded. “You can move.”
So I did. I slid out and slid back in, and her eyes fluttered closed. I hoped it was feeling good to her and not that she was counting the seconds until this was over.
“You feel good,” I said. “So warm and wet.”
She looked up at me, her eyes filled with tears.
“Shit, Calista. No. Forget this.”
Before I could pull out of her, her hands clung to my upper arms. “No. I want to get to the point where we enjoy this. I want to feel close to you, and I do right now. It’ll just be this time and then we’ll be good, and we can…” She smiled. “You know.”
She meant all the things Declan and Aubrey were doing now. They kept bragging about the different positions they were trying and what felt good. And I was glad I wasn’t the only one of us who wanted that too. I loved Calista, and I only wanted those feelings to grow.
I’d gotten into Stanford to play soccer and Calista was waiting for her letter to arrive any day now. We’d go to the same college, both play soccer like we’d dreamed, and play the professional leagues afterward. It would be hard, but it would work for us. We were different than other couples.
“Come on, Ry.” She raised her hips off the couch, and I moved again.
The more I circled my hips, moved in and out, the better it felt. I wanted to last as long as I could and hoped that Calista would come.
My lips traveled along her neck while I whispered to her how much I loved her. My hands grasped her breasts, and I thumbed her nipples like she liked. Usually she’d moan and convey how much she loved that, but this time I got no reaction.
She smiled at me as though she could read my mind. “It’s okay. You come.”
She felt good, and I had to think of other things to stop myself from coming too quickly, so when she gave me the okay, I plunged into her one more time and my body jerked forward a few more times before I finished.
I stared at her naked under me, and I couldn’t wait until I could make her enjoy the two of us being together as much as I had. Although the juvenile hornball I was wanted to do it all over again right away.
“I love you,” I said, slowly withdrawing.
“I love you too,” she said.
