“Rafferty. What are you waiting for?”
“I don’t want to hurt you, Lex. But—”
“It’s going to hurt, I know. That’s why I’m more than ready. I can handle the pain… and from what I understand, after this time, it won’t be so bad.”
“Right,” he whispered.
Before I could respond, he kissed me. This kiss was so gentle, it was unlike anything else. He slid a hand into my hair and kept kissing me. I shifted my hips to give him a hint. His hips pressed in and I felt his cock drive an inch inside me. He pulled back and broke the kiss.
“Why are you—”
“It’s killing me too, but slow is the best way to go, Lex. That way it shouldn’t hurt so bad.”
He moved forward again, this time going further.
“I can take it, Raff.”
After a moment, he pushed forward again and I realized my mistake. I thought I’d taken a good look at his cock earlier, but I hadn’t noticed how much girth he had.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he bit out.
He pulled back again and I exhaled.
His hand grasped my thigh, and he pulled my leg up. When he pushed in again, the angle was different, and his presence stretched me in ways no toy ever could.
“Oh God,” I whispered.
“Almost there, babe,” he whispered and pushed even further.
Even though it stung, I loved being with him like this. I loved that he was my first.
He moved again. “There, that’s all of me.”
“Right,” I breathed.
“Are you good if I move?”
I nodded. “Yeah.”
He moved in and out twice, his eyes intent on me, then he paused. “Hate to say this, but this is gonna be quick.”
I pressed my lips together, fighting my snarky comment that quick would be good. Instead, I blurted, “Why?”
He gave me a sheepish grin. “Pretty sure your pussy is the tightest I’ve ever felt, and I’m liable to lose control here.”
“Okay.”
He planted his hands in the bed, and leaned up. His hips thrust slow and steady. I matched his rhythm until he picked up the pace and I wrapped my legs around him and held on for the ride.
As fast as things went, I sensed he’d held back in an effort to not hurt me. Once he finished, he gently lowered his body onto mine. The sound of our labored breathing filled the room. He grabbed my hand and kissed the side of my neck.
I ran my free hand down the ridges of his back.
He leaned up. “Not gonna ask if that was good for you because I’m pretty sure it wasn’t.”
I smiled. “You’re right, but at the same time, it was better than I expected because you’re incredibly thoughtful.”
He slowly shook his head. “Not really. But, I gotta take care of the condom. I’ve never come that hard before, and I don’t want this thing leaking.”
