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“Is that good?” I asked. “Do you like that?”
“Mmm,” he moaned before pressing his mouth to mine for another long, passionate kiss.
Just touching him turned me on. His erection was thick and enormous and hard as steel. My body knew to prepare. With a jerk, he pulled my dress down until I stood naked in front of him.
He broke the kiss and looked down. Maybe what he saw there was a surprise. He’d probably expected me to be wearing panties.
But the discovery didn’t slow him down. His hand moved straight to my thigh, at which point my legs parted to allow him full access.
When his finger slid inside me, I almost cried out. I stopped myself this time, gasping instead. But then I was aware of his heavy breathing, reminding me I was still stroking him. I’d beenso caught up in my pleasure, I’d lost track of what I was doing to him.
“I want you inside me,” I whispered as I felt my climax building. “I want to come together.”
I didn’t know if that was possible. Wouldn’t my first time hurt? But right now, all I cared about was making love to this man.
“You talked me into it.” His voice was barely above a whisper, but the heat in his stare said it all. “Hold on.”
I saw what he meant a millisecond later, as he lifted me, resting the top half of my body against the wall. My legs went around him, and he guided his erection toward my entrance.
He was inside me before I even had time to prepare for the pain. But it wasn’t pain as much as discomfort. And the sheer thrill of being one with this man overrode that.
He gave me a long kiss before slowly sliding out of me. And then he eased in and back out. “Does that hurt?” he asked.
He looked down and watched as he slid in and out of me. He still wore all his clothes, although his pants were now around his ankles. He’d also unfastened the bottom buttons of his shirt. When had he done all that?
“No.” I shook my head. “Can you...?”
He froze, which was the exact opposite of what I wanted. “What?”
“Go faster,” I said. And then, as adrenaline surged through my body, I added, “Fuck me harder.”
His eyes squeezed shut, his heavy breathing now seeming to fill the small space. When his eyes blinked open again, the smoldering desire threatened to become embers.
He wanted me. It meant more than he’d ever know.
“Hold on,” he said again.
This time, he looked down as he held me in place. He started slow and deep at first, but soon he was sliding in and out at arapid pace. As he moved, his shaft stimulated my clit just as his finger and tongue had done earlier.
“That’s it,” I whispered. “That feels so good. Don’t stop. Ahhh...”
It was my second orgasm of the day, but this one was different. This time, my body was squeezing his. Within seconds he let out a whispered, “Yes,” and I felt him throb inside me. He continued to move until gradually slowing, then stilling.
We’d made love. It had been the first time. The first of many.
It was the beginning of the rest of our lives together.
