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“Uh-huh. It’s just…weird. It feels weird. Huge.”

Usually, girls commenting on the size of my dick is a nice ego boost. It’s what every guy wants to hear. But right now, I’m more concerned with the grimace in her expression. “Bad weird?”

She shifts under me. “I’m probably not going to come. Most girls don’t their first time. Just…move. You can, you know?”

It’s so Cassia, turning her pleasure into some sort of statistic.

“Of courseyou’re going to come.”

Does she think I’m so callous I don’t care if she enjoys this? The thought pisses me off. Irritation helps me regain some of the control the novelty of being inside her shook.

I pull out, almost completely, and then push back inside. This time, there’s less resistance. I still go slow, fighting the urge to thrust hard and deep.

This is what Cassia will forever remember as her first time. I’m determined to make it memorable for her. Good memorable, not painful or awkward. Fuck how it feels for me. I kiss a line down her neck as I rub circles right above where I’m entering her.

Cassia moans when I rock into her for the third time and a different sort of satisfaction rushes through me. I didn’t think I could be more turned on or more affected than I am right now. But hearing her pleasure—knowing I’m the one inciting it—is the most powerful aphrodisiac I’ve ever experienced.

I rock in deeper on the next thrust, gripping her hips and guiding her to meet my body when I fall into her.

It’s…indiscernible. Intense and consuming. Every time I shove my cock a little deeper, inching closer and closer to release. I hang on with everything I can, determined to make her come first despite being right on the edge and barely in control.

Her moans come faster and louder, interspersed by the sound of my name spoken like her favorite swear.

I move faster, continuing to play with her clit and breasts. “You take me so good, baby. You feel that? Come for me, Cassia. Come on my cock.”

Her pussy flutters around me, responding to the dirty talk. A familiar feeling begins to build. It starts in the base of my spine and spreads throughout my body, electric and consuming. I keep talking, part of me wanting to shock her, part of me hoping it will make this more memorable in her mind, and all of me praying she’ll come so I can finally let go.

When she does, it surprises both of us. I feel it around me. Hear it echo in her moans. See it explode in her expression.

My dick swells as I empty inside her, coming longer and harder than I ever have before.

We’re both breathing heavily as I roll off her and yank off the condom. I toss it and lie back down, my heart racing and my skin sticky with a mixture of sweat and chlorine.

I search for something to say and come up totally empty. I’m grateful; it felt like a gift, but telling her thank you sounds lame. Asking if she’s okay is redundant.

Cassia climbs off the bed and walks into the bathroom without saying a word. I sit up and pull on my boxers, a strange mixture of relief and regret filling my chest.

There’s no party downstairs to disappear into, which is what usually follows sex. Should I offer for her to sleep here? I wait for the trickle of dread to appear, but it doesn’t. Sleeping next to her sounds…nice.

She reappears, dressed in the same sleep shorts and sweatshirt from the pool. “I won’t mention you to McKenzie if she’s back yet,” Cassia says.

Apparently, she doesn’t want anyone to know we slept together. Or maybe that’s what she thinks I want?

“Because it’s none of her business, or because you think that’s what I want?”

Her eyes widen, like she expected me to just nod along. “Both.”

I scoff. “You’re wrong.”

She hesitates before speaking again, and I hate it. I want her to be honest with me, not be weighing words.

“I knew what this was, Holden. You’re not—we’re not—it was just sex, right?”

I can’t figure out what part of that chafes. Why it feels like I should be shaking my head in response instead of nodding. Once again, she’s saying exactly what I should want to hear.

She nods too. “Okay. Good night.”

Without consciously deciding to, I’m standing and walking over to her. I’m still not sure what to say, so I act instead. Itilt her chin up and kiss her. Deep and heady. Thorough and consuming.

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