Filling up the Virgin(5)

“I do. I can handle it,” I assured Declan as he moved his hands down to spread my legs. He knelt before me, and I watched as he positioned his body to move inside of me, dropping down to kiss me as he inched slowly forward. I whimpered against his lips as I felt him stretching me open, sliding my hands into his hair as our tongues tangled together. He moved in further, and I winced in pain as he hit a barrier and Declan paused as he kissed my neck and jaw while he whispered comforting words. I worked through the pain and then desire filled my pussy, and I rocked against him, bringing him in deeper. Declan sucked in his breath and moved with me, though slowly as I begged him for more.

Eventually, we were rocking together with need and found a rhythm as he fucked me. He fucked me harder with each thrust, and I clawed at his skin and back as I cried out his name. I was obsessed with this man inside of me, needing all of him and I arched my back as I felt myself nearing another release.

“Declan!” I cried out as I exploded around him, wrapping my legs around him to keep him inside of me. His face relaxed, and he jerked against me as he grunted my name. It was too much and not enough all at once as I felt the orgasm washing over me in waves. I wanted to cry knowing that this was my first time and what I would remember about it in the coming weeks, months and years.

Little did I know what would shape my life in the future.





CHAPTER 3



After he had pulled out of me to discard the condom, Declan pulled me close and stroked my hair. “How do you feel?” His voice was soft, and I laughed.

“I want to do that over and over,” I admitted as he kissed my hair.

“I can arrange that tonight if you’re not too sore,” he assured me as my nipples hardened against him, making him slip a hand between us to play with it. “You’re beautiful, Polly. You felt so good around me.”

“This is everything I dreamed that it would be,” I told him as he moved to kiss my neck.

“No boyfriend?” He asked as I slipped my hand around his back.

“There was one. He cheated on me because I didn’t want to sleep with him, I suppose.” Declan drew my skin between his teeth and I groaned softly.

“He was a fool. You would’ve been worth the wait, Polly,” Declan told me as I smiled, relieved that he was the man I’d chosen to spend my first time with. “I’m glad that I gained from his loss.”

“I am as well,” I admitted as I felt him push me down on my stomach. I heard the tearing of a wrapper, and he parted my legs before sliding in.

“He missed this,” Declan said as he took me hard and slow. The angle was incredible, and I clutched the sheets as he took me harder.

“Fuck me,” I whispered as I felt his hand slap my ass lightly.

“Say it again,” Declan told me and I cried the words out this time as he started to fuck me thoroughly. It was intense and different than before, and I felt myself push back for more. Declan groaned my name as he slid deeper into me and made me come against him, around him.

Declan came with a low roar before he rolled onto his back and sucked in his breath. I asked him if there was water anywhere and he nodded as he told me about the fridge in the kitchen. I stood on trembling legs, focused on the soreness between my legs as I padded down the hallway and into the main room.

I looked around again as I pulled some water out of the standard sized refrigerator and walked back over to the windows. The bottles were cold, and I pressed them against my heated skin as I thought about what transpired since the last time I was at that window. I was a new person and the lights were bright and welcoming to me now.

I took in the view for a moment before I wandered back into the bedroom to set the bottles down on the night stand. He was still on his back, talking in a low voice on his cell phone as he stared at the ceiling. I sat on the bed and looked at him as I twisted the cap on my bottle as he set the phone down. “I have to go, Polly. One of the businesses is having an issue.”

“It’s so late,” I said as he sighed and sat up.

“I know. Can I take you home?” Declan seemed rushed, and I felt my heart sink in my chest as I knew this night was coming to an end.

“That would be great,” I said, unsure of what the standard behavior was at this moment in time. I wanted to tell him to call me, but didn’t guys just toss phone numbers once they were alone? If this was a one-night stand, then he might not want anymore. Declan stood and dressed in his clothes as I walked around and put my own back on, taking in the room again. I wanted to strip and beg him to take me again, but I wasn’t that desperate. I had some pride, and I’d end this with all of it intact. We left the room, dressed and looking the way that we did when we arrived.