His Dirty Virgin(11)

And I was getting much more than I ever expected and wanted.

“What…do you mean?” I said slowly. The look in his eyes told me there was something more to his words.

“Move in with me...for one month.”

I stayed silent, working the logistics in my head. I knew my father had multiple business trips lined up. He’d be out of town or out of the country more days than he’d be home. I could definitely do it – stay with Jake – and for the days my father was home, I could just tell him I was sleeping over at Jane’s or Mary’s or another friend’s place.

So, I nodded my head. He looked shocked I agreed so quickly.

“That means sex any time…whenever I want and wherever.”

My brain told me warning bells were supposed to start going off at this point, but my pussy only squeezed tighter. I was so turned on by his demands and how possessive he looked and spoke. I always thought men in their twenties were out of my league since they were more mature and wouldn’t want anything from a clueless virgin. Looking at Jake now, I was starting to realize how wrong I was. His animal instinct for wanting me all for himself was making me feel better and was pushing my insecurities to the side. Even the way he looked before in his tattoo parlor when I told him no one else had ever touched me…there was a fire in his eyes, as if he wasn’t ever going to let anyone do what he just did and was going to do with me.

“And we’re not going to use condoms. I want my dick to feel your pussy just as my fingers did a while ago. You have to be on birth control.”

My grin grew wider. I’d been on the pill for a couple years to control my periods. I was ready. I couldn’t wait any longer.

“Done.”





6





Becca



I was a ball of nerves on the inside. This was it. It was finally going to happen. I was going to have sex. And my first time was going to be with him.

In one quick swoop, I was in Jake’s arms as he carried me over to his bed. As my hands tightly grasped his shoulders, my insides felt like they were about to explode in excitement. His broad chest and shoulders were tight and muscular, and so was the rest of his entire body. I just couldn’t believe that I was going to have sex with him. I couldn’t have found and picked a better guy. He seemed impossible to reach. He put off such a dangerous and tough aura that I felt so stupid and inexperienced compared to him. I was eight years younger and a virgin. He had the looks and body of a model and the experience girls would lust over. He was the type of guy that if you saw him walking down the street, you’d just start thinking dirty thoughts immediately.

And I was going to get down and dirty with him.

I couldn’t help the smile that came onto my face. He probably sensed it as he turned his head to look at me.

“Excited?”

Right before I was about to answer, he dropped me on the bed, and I couldn’t help but squeal. “Jake!”

A laugh escaped his lips as he crawled on top of me and started exploring my body with his eyes and hands. My breathing turned heavier as I felt his hand explore my neck, down the curve of my waist, and then the inside of my thigh. Then, he moved his fingers in the opposite direction – up – until he cupped a cheek and looked me in the eye.

“You are so, so beautiful…”

All I could do was curve my lips up into a smile. The way he looked at me rendered me speechless. There were so many things I could and wanted to tell him – how hot he was, how I couldn’t wait, how I couldn’t believe he wanted to have sex with me – but in that moment, I just couldn’t. His piercing blue eyes looked at me with so much intensity I was frozen, scared to make a move for fear that I’d do something wrong and he’d change his mind and walk away.

Before I could psyche myself out, Jake placed a tough hand on my waist and crashed his lips against mine impatiently. My eyes went wide at the realization of what was happening before I closed them and threw my cares to the air. Overthinking and worrying about what he was going to think or whether I was doing the right thing was futile. I just needed to let go of my inhibitions and trust that all the porn I’d watched wouldn’t fail me.

I started to move my lips against his, starting with slow and smooth, until I felt him kiss harder. Then, his tongue swiped my bottom lip before I opened my mouth wider, my tongue meeting his. His hand moved up and down my side as the other held a tight grip around the back of his neck. After a while, he pulled away and began to plant a trail of soft kisses down my jaw and then my neck.

“Shit,” I breathed as he bit down on the curve of my neck and began to lick and kiss. I hadn’t ever felt this sensation before, and it was amazing. If being kissed on the neck already felt like this, I couldn’t wait to experience what being fucked was like. “So, so…good.”