I watch as he slides the condom on his hard cock, making sure it’s on correctly, before he positions his body between my thighs. My heart pounds rapidly in my chest. This is finally happening. I’m about to lose my virginity, and it’s to someone even better than I could have ever imagined. Thomas leans forward, his lips caressing mine once more.
It’s not like I know any different, but the man is afabulouskisser.
“I’m going to ask you one more time,” he says, his body hovering over me, his weight pressing into me like aweighted blanket. It instantly relieves the rapid pounding of my heart, and the small inkling of anxiety. “Are you sure?”
I nod, wrapping my fingers around the back of his neck, taking his lips for another kiss. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”
Thomas smiles down at me, his adorable dimpled grin making butterflies take over my body. His glasses are sliding down his nose, and I reach up, pushing them up, chuckling.
One of his hands slides down between us, gripping his hard cock and notching it at my entrance. The first feel of him against my pussy is surreal. With a gentle thrust, the head of his cock enters me.
We both gasp in unison at the feeling. It’s something new and foreign, but at the same time, familiar, because it’s him. I expect the pain to strike at any moment as he pushes further inside me, only… it never does. He checks up on me with each inch, slowly pulling out before easing back in. “Fuck, you feel so good, baby,” he groans. “Are you okay?”
“Yes,” I breathe, my body thrumming as he slides deeper inside me. “Don’t stop.”
“Never,” he mumbles, leaning down to kiss my neck, his fingers tangling in my hair. Once he’s fully inside me, he holds himself there for a long moment. “You need to tell me if this is too much.”
He pulls almost all the way out before thrusting back, faster and harder than before. Even with how wet I am, there’s the tiniest pinch, but it’s gone as fast as it came, leaving only pleasure. Thomas’s eyes are focused on mine, watching my every reaction and breath as if he’s terrified of hurting me. “Feels so good,” I say in an attempt to ease his mind. I reach up to caress his cheek, feeling thankful yet again that it’s him I chose to do this with.
My legs open wider, one hooking up and around his hipas he thrusts in and out of me, my body opening to him in a new way, and he groans in my ear. “You’re incredible, Hannah. Thank you for trusting me.” His mouth leaves hot kisses across my chest as he kisses the freckles.
“Oh, god,” I moan as his other hand reaches between us, finding my clit. His fingertips caress it in the motion he’s learned that I like, my body instantly reacting to his touch. It’s so different from when he has his fingers inside me. I’m so full with him that the orgasm comes rushing in, bursting through my seams and careening down into pleasure within moments. My pussy squeezes him as I come, my body tightening around him.
“Fuck,” he groans, pulling out and sitting up.
“What?” I breathlessly ask, pushing up on my elbows to look up at him.
“I wasn’t ready to be done yet, and your pussy was squeezing the life out of my cock,” he says with a chuckle, his cheeks painted red. He takes a deep breath, running his hands through his hair, fixing his glasses as he rubs his face.
I lie in front of him, smiling like a madwoman.This man.
“Lie on your side,” he prompts. I do as he says, rolling to my side as he lies down behind me. It feels so natural to lie with him like this. This is how we fall asleep every night and wake up each morning. One of his arms wraps around my ribs, sliding up between my breasts to rest on my chest, while the other is above my head on the pillow.
“Lift your leg up and over my hip,” he directs. I follow, opening myself up to him. The hand on my chest leaves for a moment as he guides his cock to my opening, sliding in again. “Just like that, let me in, baby.”
“Oh, god,” I cry. The angle is different in this position, not better or worse by any means, but still,different.
His hand moves back between my breasts, and I realize that I have the perfect angle to tease my clit. I reach down, sliding my fingers over the sensitive bud, my breathing hitching as the pleasure takes me by surprise.
Thomas’s hips slap against my ass as his pace increases, his steady rhythm growing more frantic as he gets closer to his own orgasm. I tilt my head back to rest more on the pillow, angling my head so I can reach his lips.
The arm above my head reaches under my shoulder so both his arms are wrapped around my torso, and he’s pulling me tighter to him, his hips grinding against me. I can’t move my arms anymore with the way he’s holding me, but the sensation of him moving in and out of me is enough.
“Thomas,” I cry his name, my body lighting up. I can tell he’s getting closer to his own orgasm, his breathing staggers as he whispers dirty words in my ear, groaning my name.
“Please,” I beg, though I’m not sure for what.
Thomas thrusts three more times before I feel his cock jerking inside me, and not for the first time tonight, I wish there wasn’t a condom between us. I wish I could feel his warm release filling me up, showing me the visible signs of his claim on me. He owns my body. He’s the only one who has ever touched me like this, made me feel this way. Even if things don’t work out between us, he will always hold this claim on me.
Thomas’s movements stop as he holds me to him, his lips never stop caressing me everywhere. “Was that too much?” he breathes, still catching his breath.
“No, not at all. It was everything,” I reply, kissing his cheek.
“I really don’t want to let you go,” Thomas says with a soft chuckle.
“Then don’t,” I simply say, as if it’s that easy. He has to take care of the condom, and I need to use the restroom and clean up, but for now, this is what we need.
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