The shift was immediate. He froze and his eyes popped open. They landed on mine and I felt my heart pound hard in my chest from the hungry look he gave me.
“I’m ready,” I assured him one more time, giving his thickness a squeeze as I added, “Take me.”
He nodded and pushed himself up, reaching into his nightstand for a moment before dropping the packet on the bed. I was fascinated watching him strip off his remaining layers, my eyes widening when I finally got a good look at his cock.
Holy shit.
“Relax,” he said gently as he rolled the latex over the intimidating thickness. “I’ll take it slow.”
Slow or not, I was beginning to worry that it was going to hurt like hell. He was bigger than any of the guys I’d seen in porn. Not that I had watched many, but still.
Brian’s hand paused and I looked up to see him wincing as he said, “It’s okay if you changed your mind. I won’t be mad.”
My admiration for the man grew stronger along with my resolve that he was the one I’d been waiting for.
“I haven’t. I want this. I want you.” I love you.
He nodded and kicked his pants off before coming up to settle between my spread legs. He rested his forearms on either side of my head and leaned in to kiss me sweetly before pulling back just enough to stare into my eyes.
“I’ve never taken someone’s virginity,” he said, smiling once he finished. “So it’s a first for me as well.”
His confession went straight to my heart and my pulse kicked up. It might not have meant much to anyone else, but I knew that it was his way of assuring me that this was just as special to him.
I leaned up to kiss him one more time before spreading my legs as far as I possibly could. The invitation was clear and a split second later, I felt his cock nudging at my entrance. A slight shift of his hips and the head of his cock pushed in.
Brian groaned and I clamped down on his shoulders tightly, gritting my teeth while I struggled to control my breathing.
“More,” I choked out, hoping not to prolong the pain for longer than necessary.
But he was just so big. He pushed deeper into me and I couldn’t suppress the whimper that slipped out.
“Fuck. Are you okay?” Brian groaned as he froze above me. “Mallory?”
“I-I’m okay. It’s just... uncomfortable,” I managed to get out between my labored breaths. “Just give me a second.”
Brian was patient, though I could tell he was strained by the way his shoulders gently shook. Once I felt okay enough to take more, I nuzzled my face against his neck and whispered, “Go all the way.”
“Are you—”
“Do it. Please.”
He sucked in a shaky breath and thrust forward, burying himself to the hilt in one smooth stroke. I cried out from the pain and was mortified to feel tears springing to my eyes.
“Shit, shit, shit,” Brian muttered as he wiped away the tear that slipped past my closed lid. “I’m so sorry, beautiful. I’m so fucking sorry.”
He continued to mutter apologies as he kissed all around my face, but after a few moments of having him in me, the sharp pain subsided and a weird ache settled in its place. He made it clear that he would wait as long as I needed him to or stop altogether, but I had no desire to do so.
I shifted my hips experimentally, blinking rapidly when he moaned in response. Well, that was... neat.
With a smile, I did it again—only this time, I watched his face as I did. His jaw went slack for a moment before it clenched again. When his eyes opened and locked on mine, I realized he was struggling to hold himself back.
It was incredibly hot. The look he gave me reminded me of what almost happened in his office and my walls clenched at him, forcing a hiss from between his clenched teeth.
“How does it feel?” I quietly asked.
“Like you were made for me. Fucking perfect,” he said, chuckling a little as his eyes drifted shut. “How does it feel for you?”
“It hurt at first. But now...” I trailed off as I wiggled around until I could feel his cock moving a little in me. “Now it feels kind of good.”
“Can I move?” he huskily whispered.
“Yes, please.”
Even though it was starting to feel nice, I still hung on to Brian just in case more pain was coming. He pulled out so slowly that I swore I could feel every ridge in his cock. As I was trying to wrap my mind around how to articulately describe the sensation—he pushed back in.
The noise that came out of my mouth would have embarrassed me under any other circumstances. As it was, all I could focus on was the sensation of his cock opening me up and my walls clenching in an attempt to keep him inside as he pulled out.