Page 35 of Cowboy's Virgin


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EIGHTEEN

Raya

My heart poundedin my chest as I led Cole to the bedroom.

In all honesty, I didn’t know what to expect. I didn’t think much about whether he shared the same situation as I did, but I let myself arrive quickly at the conclusion he probably wasn’t also a virgin, and therefore knew what he was doing when it came to activities in the bedroom.

There was a moment of pause there, but I dismissed it in my head. I didn’t want to dwell on that. I knew him well enough to know he was single now, and besides, it wasn’t like he was the first guy I had liked. I knew when I made the pact with my friends that it was likely we were going to wind up being virgins with our partners being more experienced, but I didn’t let that bother me.

In fact, I felt relieved that he knew more about sex and how this was supposed to go. I felt that it was relieving me of much of the awkwardness I would face if I was trying to figure out how to do this with someone who also didn’t know what they were doing.

Not that the situation didn’t explain itself.

I was a little worried about whether he would be able to engage in the activity with me with the cast on his leg, but I figured if he couldn’t or didn’t want to, he would say something. We had already talked about the fact saying no was not only an option, it was something someone should be comfortable saying if they didn’t want something.

Considering the way he followed me so eagerly to the bedroom, however, I didn’t think it would be much of an issue. It had been a couple weeks with the cast, and I’d noticed he was walking a lot better around the place than he had been the first week. So, I was willing to bet it was something that we could figure out.

I pulled open his belt and unzipped his jeans once we were in his room. I wanted to show him I was right there with him with wanting this. I didn’t want there to be a doubt in his mind whether I was ready for this or what I was asking for.

But, he tilted my chin back and kissed my lips once more, clearly wanting more of me and less of focusing on him. I just let myself go along with his lead. I had brought it this far, and I knew he knew how to take it from here. I kissed him in return, our tongues dancing around each other, teasing each other before I took his bottom lip in my teeth and pulled back, letting it go slowly.

His eyes were all over me like he was admiring the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. And, working with the horses he did, I knew it was a stiff competition. But, I was coming out on top with this one, and as I took my shirt off, followed by my bra, I felt even more admired and desired by him. There was nothing about the way he was looking at me that made me feel like I should be ashamed.

I always hoped I wouldn’t feel nervous or exposed when I had sex for the first time, and while I did have my nerves, I felt comfortable taking my clothes off in front of him. I felt confident and sexy in my own skin, though my body shook with the anticipation of what was about to happen.

I crawled into bed, letting him onto the mattress with me before our lips met once more. It was sensational the way his hands ran over my body, and I felt it down to my very core. I could hardly breathe with the way he was touching me, feeling me. He was already making me feel things I’d only ever made myself feel, and it was somehow so much more intense with someone else doing it to me.

My body responded to every caress, every touch of his fingers. He left a trail of goosebumps rising along my flesh everywhere his fingers touched, and my hands were eager to feel every part of him as well. For the first time in my life, I was touching a mostly naked man, someone I was willing to give myself to entirely.

It was exhilarating to feel this way, and my curiosity combined with my excitement left me shivering.

“Are you okay?” Cole asked me. “You’re covered in goosebumps.”

“I don’t know what you’re doing to me,” I managed to gasp, “but don’t stop. Whatever it is, don’t stop.”

He kissed me deeper than before, the two of us lying side by side on the bed. But, I didn’t see how he could get on top of me with his cast. I was going to be the one to get on top of him, and somehow, I found I had the confidence to do that very thing.

“God, you are so fucking sexy,” he breathed as he touched my breasts. “Don’t go too hard. It only hurts at first, then it starts to feel better. That’s right, relax over me, and it’ll be just fine.”

I was grateful for the way Cole guided me over the top of him, helping me with his dick in my hand find the slit of my pussy. It was the first I’d ever had any kind of penetration, and I was glad when he told me to take a deep breath and relax. My tight muscles weren’t doing me any favors, but when I relaxed, I was able to take him fully inside me.

At first, the pain did make me cry out. It was intense, searing the inside of my body. But, the initial pain only lasted for a few seconds before my body realized I had him inside me, and I was able to relax. The feeling of being so close to him was wild. It was deeper than I thought it would be. I felt closer to him than I realized was even possible, and I couldn’t believe he was inside me. It was connecting with him on a whole different level. It was taking him entirely, letting him fill me and experiencing what it was like to be so close to another being.

Never before had I thought about what it would be like to connect to someone emotionally as well as physically while having sex. I had always figured I would be in love with the person I slept with and didn’t think about it beyond that. But, with Cole, I was realizing that this was a whole new thing. This was a deeper level of connection we could only share in this way.

And for my entire life, this was the only person in the world I had ever been this close to. No one else had ever felt what it was like to be inside me, and I was okay with that. I moved on him, slowly at first, doing what I had seen in the movies, realizing in the moment just how good it felt for both of us when I did that.

The pain I’d felt initially quickly dissipated, and though I stayed sore, it didn’t change the fact that riding him was the hottest thing I had ever done. I moved on him with more confidence than I initially felt, my confidence growing with each sweep of my hips and the resulting flood of pleasure that ran through me.

I couldn’t get enough of him, and I was turned on even more with how much I was pleasuring him with my body. It was different than I imagined it would be, and I understood now why we had all made the pact we did. I didn’t want to share this feeling with just anyone, and I was glad I had waited until finding the right person.

Cole was that right person. I didn’t know what the future held for us, but I felt that this was entirely right. This was what we were meant to do. We fit each other so well, we complimented each other so well, this was the sex I had always dreamt of having, and now that I was, I couldn’t get enough of it.

When my orgasm crashed through me, I felt like I was being torn apart with pleasure. It was an explosion of ecstasy unlike anything I had ever felt before. I could try to describe it to someone, but I knew there was no way I’d be able to convey to them just how incredible I felt.

And Cole was right there with me. My pussy tightened over his cock as I came, clenching down on him and squeezing him to the point he joined me. I felt his cock pulsing inside me, filling me with his cum. A new kind of pleasure spread through me as I felt the warmth of him inside me, his dick still deep in my pussy after the final waves of pleasure wore off.

I was breathing hard, and as I looked down, I realized Cole was, too.

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