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“Slowly, baby girl,” he says. “You’re nervous, that’s all, and you’re tense. Just relax. There’s no rush.”
I exhale slowly, doing my best to release the tension in my body, and push down a little more. Mmm. I lift up and try again. And again, each time sinking down a little more, impaling myself on him as I coat him with my moisture.
“Fuck,” I say, groaning. “You’re not going to fit.” Oh jeez, I’m totally screwing this up. I look like such a noob.
But he just laughs and pulls me so I fall forward onto his chest. “Come here.” He kisses me, delving his tongue into my mouth, and I sigh as he cups my breasts and tugs gently on my nipples. Mmm… that feels nice… He does that for a while, and then eventually slides his hands down my ribs and over my waist to my hips, holding me steady as he pushes up. This time, he slides right inside, filling me to the brim.
I open my eyes and look into his eyes. “Balls deep,” he says, blinking in slow motion. “Jesus, that feels good.”
It’s the first time I’ve given him pleasure, and the thought thrills me. I love that he’s so giving, but I want to drive him to the edge and watch him come, too.
And then I realize—the best way to do that is to show him how much I’m enjoying this. His pleasure is directly related to mine. I push myself up to a sitting position, tipping my head back as I adjust to the feeling of him being so deep inside me.
“Ahhh, yeah,” he says, cupping my breasts. “You look fucking amazing.”
I look down at him. “You want to watch me come again, handsome?”
His lips curve up. “Definitely.”
Wow, am I really going to do this? Gathering my courage, I slide my hand down my body to between my legs. His eyes flare and he lowers his hands to my thighs so he can get a better view—oh, this really turns him on.
I close my eyes and sink my fingers into my folds.
It’s the first time I’ve done this properly. He guided my hand there in the car, but I didn’t do more than feel how wet and swollen I was. And when I was on my own, I used the bullet rather than touch myself.
It’s crazy how much a simple sentence when you’re young can rule the whole of your life. Girls shouldn’t think about sex. The memory makes me feel a surge of anger and resentment. I don’t believe that. Damon’s so open, and his earthy attitude to sex makes me feel as if nothing that two consenting adults do in the privacy of their own room is wrong. It’s natural, and it’s beautiful, and I’m done with feeling as if it’s somehow wrong.
I’m all swollen again, my folds coated with my slippery moisture. Wow, that’s sexy. I know he’s watching me, and my face flushes, but I’m not going to stop. I lower my hand, sliding my fingers either side of his erection. Mmm, that’s surprisingly erotic, feeling him inside me. Oh yeah, I like that.
Bringing my fingers back up, I explore myself for the first time, finding out where everything is, how it all fits. My clit feels bigger than before—I guess that’s all the orgasms he’s given me—and super sensitive. I brush it lightly, circling the pad of my finger over it. Ooh, that’s nice. When I touch the tip of my tongue to my lips, it only adds to the feeling. Now I understand why erogenous zones work—every part of my body is connected.
Damon takes my left hand and lifts it to my breast.
I open my eyes. “You want me to do all the work?”
He stretches his arms above his head, giving me a sexy, lazy smile. “I want you to show me how you like to be touched.”
“It turns you on to watch me?”
“Oh yeah.” His gaze is setting me alight.
Shyly, I tug my left nipple while I circle my finger over my clit. I can’t believe I’m doing this, but Damon’s hot gaze encourages me. I rock my hips while I arouse myself, thinking how gorgeous he is, unable to believe I’m actually here, doing this with him. After a while, he lowers his hands to my thighs, lightly stroking them, and then he brushes his fingers up my sides and around to my back. Everywhere he touches me, I tingle.
Lowering down, I kiss him, still touching myself, and he plunges his tongue in my mouth and slips his hand into my hair to hold me there so he can deepen the kiss. Ooh, I’m firing him up. Excited, I rock harder, and when he releases me, I sit up and circle my finger faster over my clit. Mmm… I’m not far away. I’m beginning to recognize the signs, the way my focus turns inward, how my breaths come in uneven gasps, the tightening of my muscles in my tummy and thighs. It feels like a stone dropped into a lake but in reverse, the ripples beginning wide, then zooming into the center as the orgasm hits.
“Oh God,” I say, without thinking, starting to lose the plot, “oh fuck…”
But before I get there, without warning, Damon holds me tightly around the waist and somehow lifts up and flips me onto my back.
I squeal in surprise, and he laughs, taking my hands in his and pinning them above my head. “Time to take the lead,” he says, and starts thrusting.
Oh shit… He’s been so gentle, letting me go at my own pace, that I hadn’t thought about what he’d be like when he took over. Somewhat surprised that he didn’t let me finish, I can’t move, I can only lie there and watch him, so I give in, wrap my legs around his waist, and let him go for it.
It’s only as he moves, though, that I realize he’s grinding against me with each thrust. Ooh, he’s hitting the spot, oh yeah, right there… Oh my God, I think I’m going to come with him inside me. I remember asking him if that was possible, and he said,Sure, if you’re in the right position. This must be what he meant. I look up at him, mouth open, eyes wide, in shock, as pleasure builds inside me.
He bends and kisses me. “Going to come for me again, baby girl?”
“Looks like it,” I say helplessly.
