I kissed her lightly. “I have, but not with you. What if after this, you tell people the guy who gave your virginity to didn’t know what he was doing?”
She giggled, and I felt my cock twitch.
“You just put a lot of pressure on me,” I smirked, teasing her.
This was new, talking like this in bed. Usually, I’d fuck, she’d moan, and that would be it. But Sienna…her moans cracked walls around my bastard Bratva heart. I knew I’d remember that sound for the rest of my life.
I never wanted to fall for anyone, knowing that they could be snatched from me in the twinkle of an eye. But this woman under me, she meant something.
“Do you want me to close the curtains? Darken the room?” I asked.
She shook her head, blushing. “No. I want to see you.”
“And I want to see you, angel,” I murmured. “So how about I turn around, remove my clothes, and you slip out of yours and under the covers?”
“Okay,” she whispered.
I crawled off her and turned as promised. I heard her shift behind me as I kicked off my shoes and socks, shrugged off my jacket, and felt my pulse spike. Knowing she’d be waiting, naked and under the sheets, made me harder than I’d ever been. The anticipation alone was enough to make me go crazy.
When I dropped the last piece of clothing onto the pile, I inhaled deeply and turned around, my heart thundering in my chest. Sienna’s eyes roamed me, tracing every line, every muscle, every scar, her lips parting slightly as she licked them. When her gaze met my cock, her eyes widened, and her face grew red, but she didn’t look away.
I moved closer, sliding under the covers until I hovered over her. She bent her legs, opening for me, and I groaned as my cock brushed against the wetness along her pussy.
I kissed her slowly, tasting her intoxicating sweetness as her fingers tangled in my hair. My hands roamed over her body, cupping one perfect breast as she arched into me. I teased her nipples, one then the other, groaning as her body writhed against mine.
My lips trailed down her neck, over her collarbone, and when I dared lower, she didn’t stop me. I savored the moment my lips met the swell of her breasts. I teased her with my tongue, flicking and sucking, worshiping her breasts as the scent of her arousal began to fill the room.
As I moved lower, I took the blanket with me, but Sienna didn't seem to notice; her eyes were closed, lips parted, too lost under my touch. I kissed her stomach, tracing the curve down to where her soft blonde curls hid her most intimate parts.
The first taste of her pussy made us both groan, and her legs widened. Her hand gripped my head, pulling me closer. I devoured her, exploring every inch with my tongue before taking her clit into my mouth, sucking and flicking, hard enough to make her hips buck but soft enough to coax out those sinful, sexy as fuck moans that made my blood race through my veins.
“Avit…” she breathed.
I crawled back up, kissing her along the way, my fingers tracing her wetness.
“Yes, angel?” I whispered near her ear.
She moaned, an erotic, needy sound that shot straight through me.
“Tell me you want me,” I said, pulling back to look at her.
“I want you,” she whispered.
I kissed her slowly, savoring her lips, then shifted onto my knees, positioning myself at her entrance. Using my fingers to help ease her into it was an option, but I wanted my cock to be the first thing in her. I eased her legs wider, pushing in gently.
She gasped, gripping the sheet, chest rising and falling rapidly.
“You’re okay. I won’t hurt you. Promise. Just relax…breathe.”
She nodded, and her body immediately softened beneath me.
“Good girl,” I murmured.
I inched inside, rubbing her clit with each movement, testing, learning what made her wetter. My eyes stayed locked on where we were joined, watching her respond to me. It was one of the most fucking beautiful things I'd ever seen.
When I was flush against her, feeling her muscles tighten around me, I knew I wouldn’t last long. Another first. Fuck.
“You okay?” I asked, glancing up.
