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“I keep track of my cycle, don’t worry.”
“Good. Then…” I can’t keep up with the brain work, I’ve used what neurons were still firing already, so I lift myself just enough to pull my cock out of my pants.
Ah, hell… Just holding my dick in my hand feels like too much. I’m going to come before even sliding into her. That’ll suck. I take a few breaths, try to think of something unsexy. Like the loan I got from my parents. The bills I have to pay. Potato’s balls when he accidentally flashes me.
“What’s wrong?” she whispers.
“Nothing’s wrong. I’m too excited,” I say truthfully. “You’re so damn sexy I’m in danger of coming just from looking at you.”
She blushes, from her neck to her ears and the tip of her pert nose, and fuck, that’s cute. She’s cute as much as she’s sexy, and it pulls at a vulnerable part of me that wants to protect and cherish her and make sure she’s always okay.
Though now my main desire is to sink deep inside her, press her down with my body and kiss her mouth as I fuck her.
The second I think my dick isn’t in danger of exploding right the fuck now anymore, I nudge at her pussy with the tip. She’s slick and hot, and the head of my cock slides inside easily. I groan, my eyes almost rolling up inside my head with the pleasure of it as I thrust deep.
“You okay?” I ask, strangled, thrusting even deeper until I’m seated inside her, and fuck, it’s amazing. Never thought it could feel this good.
She nods, drawing an unsteady breath, and pulls me down for a kiss. As I lie over her, the movement drives my dick just a bit deeper, and we both moan.
“God, oh…” Tearing her mouth from mine, clutching at my shoulders, she rocks up, and my world splinters. I can’t breathe, it feels so good as her pussy pulses around my cock. “You feel good…”
I can’t speak. I can only lift my hips and then slam back, groaning out loud. Not sure who the neighbors will end up hearing, in the end. I’m probably making even more noise than Brinlee. The sofa creaks as I thrust again, and again, her slick pussy gripping me, her fingers digging into my shoulders, her mouth slack, her breathing labored as I move inside her.
My first time with a girl.
It’s incredible.
She’s incredible.
The pressure coiling in my gut is reaching a breaking point. Gritting my teeth, I thrust a few more times, wanting to pleasure her, wanting her to fall first.
And then my balls clench, and my dick jerks, and the pleasure drowns me—especially when her pussy tightens like a vise, the same way it had around my fingers, and I know she’s coming, too.
She cries out, and I gasp out a curse, caught inside her, coming so hard I see stars. The affection I’ve been feeling for her swamps me, making my eyes burn. I want to kiss her, hold her, rock her. Her scent is all around me, and it’s the best thing ever. I want to stay here forever.
“Stay,” she says, an echo of my thoughts, and I roll beside her, almost falling off the sofa.
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, I’m sure.”
“Then I’ll stay.” I get up, lifting her in my arms. “Show me to your bedroom, my lady.”
I’ll stay the night, then, at least. That’s already more than I’d hoped for. So much more.
Who has ever been able to see what forever looks like, anyway?
The night is a series of images stitched together loosely. Her dark bedroom and hard bed where we crash together, laughing and pulling the covers over our heads.
Dreams, fitful wakings, only to find her rolling back into my arms, making everything all right again.
Her smile in the dark, like a star.
Her body against mine, like a blessing.
Next time I open my eyes, the room is bathed in gray morning light, and she’s awake, gazing at me with those serious, dark eyes.
Unable to help myself, I kiss her forehead, and when she tips her face up, I kiss her lips. “Morning,” I say.
