Phoebe sighs when we break apart.“Wow.Ollie, if that was what you can do your first time, I’m not sure I can handle you when you have more experience.”
I prop my head on my hand and watch her with what I’m sure is a dopey grin on my face.She reaches up to run her finger along my lips, and I stick my tongue out to lick her finger.My grin probably gets even dopier when she giggles.
“You’re turn next,” she says.“I just need a moment.”
“I’m okay.”
Phoebe gives me a mischievous smile as she trails her dampened fingertip down my chest.“Oliver King, you are more than okay.And I’m going to show you all the ways I appreciate you.”
I lightly grasp her wrist before her wandering finger can touch my cock.“Phoebs, he’s locked and loaded.The slightest bit of appreciation and it’s going to be game over.”
She stills, and my heart sinks.I’m sure she’s used to men with control.Not some virgin who’s going to blow his load at the first opportunity.
“Are…are you… Do you want to wait for marriage?If you do, that’s okay.”
“No!God no.I want to have sex.With you, Phoebe.Make love.All the things.Whenever you want.”I’m babbling like an idiot.
She pushes gently on my shoulder until I lie flat on my back and, in turn, she rises on her elbow to look down upon me.“Did you mean it when you said I could be in charge?”she asks.
I nod, my throat suddenly going dry.
“Do you trust me?”
“More than anyone else in the world,” I say huskily.
“I love you,” she whispers.
My heart is pounding so loudly, I wonder if she can hear it.“I love you too, Phoebe.So much.”
“I have an IUD.”
I nod.“Obviously, I’m clean.”
“Duh.No more talking.”She rises to her knees and straddles my torso so she can lean down and kiss me senseless.My cock is like a heat-seeking missile bobbing against her butt cheeks, and I’m splitting my focus between enjoying everything I’m feeling and experiencing and thinking computer things so I don’t end this party too soon.I run my hands up and down her smooth back and cup the luscious cheeks of her ass.
There’s a wickedly sexy gleam in her eyes when she breaks our kiss to sit up and rest her hands on my chest for support as she scoots backward to straddle my hips.My hands migrate from the globes of her ass to rest on her curvy hips.She’s gorgeous.And she’s mine.
“Okay?”she asks.
I nod like I’m a bobblehead in an earthquake as Phoebe reaches for my cock and rises so she can guide it into her slick pussy.With the overly sensitive tip of my cock rubbing along to her opening, I’m already starting to feel sparks and tingles along my spine.When she lowers herself fully and moans with what I hope is pleasure, the sparks are more like sticking a fork in a toaster.When she starts moving and there’s delicious friction against my cock like nothing my right hand ever produced, it’s like every firework for the Fourth of July has been set off at once.And like those pyrotechnics, my cock explodes quickly, and I empty myself into Phoebe while bright colors explode behind my eyelids.If I lasted a minute, I’ll be proud of my stamina.
I think I passed out because the next thing I’m aware of is Phoebe wiping my softening cock with a warm, wet washcloth.My eyes don’t want to stay open, and I’m only able to mumble, “I’m sorry,” and “I love you.”When she leaves the room, I try to protest, but then she comes back with blankets from her bed and spreads them over me and crawls in beside me.
“No way are you getting under the covers right now, so this will do,” she says, snuggling up to my side and pressing a kiss to my pec.All I can do is wrap an arm around her.
“And stop apologizing.It was wonderful.Of course the first time was going to be quick, but you made sure I had a mind-blowing orgasm first.That was some A-plus fiancé technique there.”
I chuckle and feel a smidgeon of pride.
“Now go to sleep.You have a hockey game tomorrow, and you’re going to kick some ass.”
Hockey.I’d forgotten about it completely.It’s supposed to be my focus and the entire reason I’m here, and it wasn’t even a blip on my radar screen.Loving Phoebe is my purpose, not chasing a rubber puck.
* * *
Phoebe
Okay.So it wasn’t the best sex I ever had.Partners I’ve had were more skillful.But no one ever cared about me the way Ollie did.In a way, we were both virgins.This was the first time for both of us making love, and I’m so grateful we experienced that together.
