My body thrilled at his threat. “Yes.”
His face softened. “It’s going to hurt at first, but then I promise I’ll make it all better. Trust me?”
I took a deep breath. This was it. The moment I’d been waiting for, the man I’d been lusting for.
I met his gaze. “Take me.”
He closed his eyes as if he’d just heard some enticing music. Then he slid his hips back and let the head of his cock fall to my entrance. He looked down to where our bodies touched and pressed forward.
Pressure and then nothing. He stopped.
“Fuck, you’re tight, Jess.” His biceps trembled as he held himself over me.
“More,” I breathed. I wanted to be filled.
He moved into me, stretching me, then he pulled back and pushed in further. A slight pinch and then just the amazing feel of him.
“You okay?” His voice was gruff but controlled.
“Yes. More.”
He gritted his teeth, then backed out again and pushed deeper. It stung but I found myself clawing at his shoulders.
“All of it, please. I need it.”
At my words he pulled back again and surged forward. I yelped at the sharp ache and then moaned as he settled down on top of me.
“Shit, Jess.” His voice was gravelly.
He stilled as my body adjusted to him, to his thick length.
“Still okay?”
“Don’t stop.” I was desperate for more. I’d finally crossed the threshold. Now it was time to explore.
“I have to go slow.” His voice was a mix of pleasure and pain as he looked into my eyes.
“Please, give it to me.” I moved my hips against his, getting a taste for the friction that had my body spiraling even higher.
He groaned and buried his head in the crook of my neck. “I want to pin your knees at your ears and fuck you until you scream. But I can’t. Not this time.”
“This time. Every time. I’m begging you.” I clutched his hair and arched my back.
Slowly, he pulled out and pushed back in. Then he did it again, faster.
“Yes.” My breasts rubbed against him as he rocked into me, my nipples aching for his touch.
He bit my shoulder and started a slow rhythm, giving me just enough to stoke the fire without sending me up in flames. He ground against my clit on each stroke as I met him. I didn’t know it would feel like this. He was all around me, inside me, ingrained in every cell of my body.
He took my mouth, his tongue stabbing into me in the same rhythm as his cock. I angled my head so he could go even deeper. He growled and sped his pace, finally giving in to what he wanted instead of fearing hurting me. Yes.
I lifted my hips, relishing every second of wet contact. He pistoned into me again and again, each pump harder than the last, until the sounds of skin on skin ricocheted around the room. Our bodies, slick with sweat, slid against each other as he broke our kiss and fisted my hair, pulling my head to the side.
His teeth in my neck had my body tightening even more, my pussy clenching him even deeper inside me. His movements grew wilder, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. So much delicious friction made the pleasure pool between my legs.
“I’m close, Michael.”
“Fucking hell.” He shoved into me harder, the headboard banging against the wall. “Come on my cock. I want to feel every last jolt in your sweet pussy.”
He bit down harder at my throat. I angled my hips up to him so every thrust hit my clit. I was already there. I clenched and my muscles seized as my pussy writhed around his cock, squeezing and caressing him as I came on a wave of sweet release.
He grunted, deep and masculine, and he pushed as far as he could go.
“Oh, fuck Jess. Fuck.” His words were muffled against my neck, but I felt his cock kicking inside me.
The thought of him coming kept my orgasm rolling, like a never-ending wave on the shore. I didn’t realize I’d been saying his name like a chant until I came back down. I stopped my mouth, though my heart galloped ahead, beating out of my chest.
It was over. Michael had taken my virginity.
Michael
I couldn’t believe I’d just taken her virginity. And done it far more roughly than I’d intended. I winced at the thought of hurting her.
She sighed beneath me and lazily ran her fingers in my hair.
“Did I hurt you?” I lifted my head to look into her eyes, dreading I would see pain in them.
She nodded and bit her lip. “Yes. Can we do it again?”
I laughed and put my palm on her cheek. “As many times as you want.”
She grinned and my heart, which was already beating rapidly, sped up. She was radiant, her skin pinked from her exertions and her eyes a sparkling blue. I kissed her, gently this time, and savored her taste. I wanted to stay inside her, but I wasn’t sure what was in store for her since she’d been a virgin.