“I know you don’t,” I say between kisses. “I don’t think you could.”
Royal carefully pushes my legs apart with his as he kneels between them.
I draw short breaths, trying to focus on the excitement and not the scary feeling like this is all a mistake, or that it’s going to be too painful, or all the horror stories I’ve heard about first times.
Royal comes to lie above me, supporting his weight on his elbows. “This is all on your time.”
“I want it. I’m a little afraid, but this is what I want.” I force my breaths to go slower.
“I’m taking you at your word, but remember, you say stop, we stop. It’s not going to change how I feel about you.” He reassures me, and I feel the warmth of his cock as it presses against me.
He rolls his hips, and his head presses against my clit.
“Mmmmm, yeah. For sure, I definitely want this.” I moan, the warmth and pressure building, and the reminder of pleasure sending sparks through my body.
He slides his cock down between my folds, and it feels so much larger than his fingers did.
“Breathe.” Royal kisses my lips. “You gotta breathe.”
“Breathing. On it.” I nod and draw a deep breath.
Once I exhale, Royal kisses me, and his cock pushes in just a little bit. My whole body tightens at the intrusion.
Royal doesn’t stop kissing me though. He pushes his tongue into my mouth, deepening the kiss, and I let myself fall into a trance of his lips as they dance on mine. Slowly, he withdraws his cock and then pushes in what feels like a little more.
I gasp at the fullness I already feel, knowing there’s more and not sure how it’s going to work.
“You’re so good.” Royal praises me against my lips. He kisses my cheek and then moves to nibble on my ear. His voice is low, barely a whisper. “You’re taking me so well.”
As if to punctuate his point, he presses in a little deeper. I make a noise, and it’s somewhere between a moan and a pained yelp. I bring my arms up and wrap them around Royal. Not to push him away but to draw him closer.
“Please. Move, I want more.”
Royal pushes up a little and looks down at me, or maybe he looks into my soul with how golden his eyes are right now. “Do you want the toy to lessen the pain? This could really hurt.”
Unsure, I try to think it through, but there’s likely to be pain either way.
“Is it weak of me to want the toy?” I bite my lips together, afraid of judgment, even though I’m sure it’s not coming.
“Not at all, I think it’s so brave to be trying so much at one time. The toy is going to help, and I know you’re going to enjoy it.” He picks up the vibrator from wherever it had ended up and turns it on. “This is the lowest setting. It has more if you want more, but let’s start low and work our way up.”
“I like that plan.” I agree.
It tickles as he glides the vibrator across my skin.
I jolt with the movement, and Royal laughs. “I know those sensitive spots on the pelvis always tickle. Couldn’t help myself watching you squirm.”
I huff and shake my head.
With deft fingers, he slides the vibrating toy between us and teases it over my clit. My hips buck of their own accord, pushing me onto Royal’s cock.
I gasp and he moans, and we’re lost to the movement between us.
Royal rolls his hips, pulling out before pushing back in a little farther, a little deeper. The stretching feeling turns into a painful ache that I don’t have words to describe.
He presses the vibe against my clit again, and pleasure folds through me, distracting me from the next push of his cock. I gasp and forget how to breathe, the biting pain battling the arousal the vibrator brings.
Royal lowers himself over me, kissing up my neck and jawline before placing soft kisses on my lips. I push up to him, exploring his mouth with my tongue and wordlessly encouraging him for more.
