I have no time to respond as he kneels between my legs and leans forward to put his mouth on my breast. He starts by kissing all around them. Short, sweet kisses. But then, he swirls his tongue around my nipple, causing me to squirm and arch beneath him. “More, please.”
Danny grins. “I knew you’d be polite, but I didn’t know you’d be greedy.”
His words light a fire in me as he continues licking my nipples. The sensations I’m feeling are so, so welcome. I whimper and moan, chanting “yes, more, please.” I don’t even know what I’m asking for, but I can tell I need something.
Danny groans in response. “Having you beneath me, begging like that, is making me even harder.”
Propping myself up on my elbows, I glance down and nod. Sure enough, the outline of him is completely erect underneath his gray sweatpants. “You are really hard down there.”
“Do you think you can, um…can you say ‘cock’ when you talk about it, Gracie? ‘Your cock is really hard.’I’ve always wanted to hear you say things like that. About me, I mean. If you want.”
A drop of sweat slides down my temple. “Yeah, I want to.”
“Okay, go ahead,” he says hoarsely.
“Your cock is really hard, Danny.”
He stares at the ceiling and holds his breath for a minute. “I—that’s good, Gracie,” he praises.
Danny moves up and starts kissing me, his tongue swirling around mine. In between long, languid kisses, he murmurs love confessions, like “you’re everything I dreamed you would be,” and “this is everything I wanted, for years.”
I feel so grateful our first time is together.
“I’m going to take care of you now.” He leans back and studies the wet spot on my underwear. With my legs open, cold air hits the wetness and causes me to shiver.
Danny plants a kiss on either side of my neck, and I melt. I can’t believe we’re here. I thought I might be scared or anxious, but I’ve never felt more certain. Certain about him, about this, aboutus.
“I’ll be so gentle, Gracie. You’re safe with me. Say stop if it’s too much.” His low voice brushes against my skin, painting me with affection.
I don’t see any possibility of wanting to stop given how good everything feels right now.
He scoots down the bed. Danny starts rubbing me back and forth with two fingers, over and over again, through my underwear. The material shifts, brushing against the wetness. He changes direction, moving his fingers up and down. With every touch, I get more and more out of my head. While rubbing the outside, he pushes on the harder spot near the top and a warm, tingly sensation floods my lower stomach.
Danny groans, “Oh my God,” under his breath.
I start crunching up slightly, my muscles tightening and releasing of their own accord. The feeling is so intensely pleasurable, and my thighs start to shake. “I can’t stop?—”
“Keep coming, Gracie, for as long as you want. You’re so beautiful, it’s insane.”
“I’m hot all over. I feel so, so?—”
“It’s good, huh, baby?”
“Yes,” I hiss out, my spasms slowing. I squeeze my eyes shut, feeling overwhelmed in the best way.
“Okay. Okay,” he mutters, pulling himself together. “I’m going to take these off now.”
Any remaining shyness leaves my body after that orgasm. I lift my hips, and Danny slides off my panties. He stares with adoration. “Gracie, you’re so pretty everywhere. I’m so lucky.” Leaning down, he kisses the top of my trimmed, reddish hair. “I am obsessed with this.”
Danny starts touching me bare, rubbing my wetness all around. He grabs the bottle of lube, puts some on his finger, and gently slides it inside me. My hips all but jump off the bed.
“Fuck. You’re so tight,” he chokes out. His wide eyes meet mine as he slowly curls his finger inside of me. “Does this hurt? I can stop.”
“No, don’t stop,” I breathe. It feels foreign, yet familiar in a way I can’t explain. It’s like my heart already knows Danny so intimately that my body does, too.
He nods. “Do you feel ready?”
“I’m ready.” I just can’t believe it’s finally happening.
