My hand wandered up his arm to the back of his neck.“A little compromise can go a long way.That's what my grandma used to say.”I pulled his head down to mine and kissed him.He tasted like the strawberries we had just eaten.I let my hand slide over to his chest and then down over his hard, ripped abs.And then—somehow—my hand slipped into his shorts.Stefan was already rock hard for me.
“Francesca, are you starting something again?”He deepened our kiss until my toes curled.
“Yes,” I answered, stroking him up and down.
“Then remove these before I rip them.”
I heeded his threat, not wanting these bikini bottoms to suffer the same fate as my panties had earlier.“Don't you dare,” I said with a breathless giggle.“What will I wear to swim in your pool?”
Suddenly—he ripped them.My jaw dropped open, but Stefan just grinned.“It's your own fault.You tempted me with skinny-dipping, Chesca.You can't wave that carrot in front of me and not expect me to take it.”
I thought he was going to roll on top of me—but instead, he pulled me onto him.It took him exactly two more seconds to rip my bikini top in half.Not that there was much to rip.It didn't exactly cover a whole lot.Which was probably why Stefan asked me to wear it.
He pulled his shorts down his thighs.“Your turn.”He grasped the base of his cock with one hand and set his hand on my hip with the other.“Up,” was all he said, encouraging me to raise up on my knees.
“I've never,” I stuttered slightly and shook my head.“I don't know what to do.”
He brushed down my slit to where he wanted to be.“You do what you want.You do what feels good.And if you need guidance.”I felt him right—there.“I’m here.”
But the thought of impaling myself seemed—strange.And kind of scary.
I mean, yes, I knew people all over the world for centuries had sex this way.Stefan hadn't invented some new sex position.But now that I was—in—this position, the whole thing just felt—odd.Not to mention awkward.
So, I did what he advised me to do and said, “Okay, I need guidance.”
Stefan smiled and kissed my lips gently.“Anything you want, Francesca.Anything.”With one hand on my hip, he coaxed me down.Once he was halfway in, he let go of his cock and set that hand on my hip.
Instantly, my eyes widened, and I froze.“I know it's stupid.But this—I don't think I can,” I started to say, but he cut me off.
His hands moved to my back, and he pulled me closer—so that my breasts were right in front of his face.Stefan looked at my breasts and then moved his mouth over to lick one of my nipples.“Certain positions take some getting used to.”He sucked my nipple into his mouth.His tongue circled it a few times before he let go.My nipple was wet and hard when it left his mouth.“Everything takes practice.It's the same with sex.Why wouldn't it be?”
Hearing his logic actually relaxed me.Stefan wasn't upset at me for being afraid of doing something for the first time.He could have sat there and berated me for being ridiculous.Instead, he understood.Or he seemed to, anyway.
“You're not mad at me?”I bit my bottom lip as he grinned and licked my other nipple.
“Mad that I have the most beautiful woman in the world sitting on my cock?”He chuckled.“What kind of an idiot would do that?”
His words made me all warm and fuzzy inside.And that made me want to kiss him.
So—I did.
And kissing him just happened to relax me enough that I slowly—very, very slowly—sank down on him.
And, yes.
It still felt strange.
And all kinds of awkward.
But—I did it.
“Yay,” I whispered against his mouth.“We did it.”
Stefan let out a smexy laugh that made me clench all around him, making it an even tighter fit.Which—from the look on his face—he didn't seem to mind.“You did it.See?I knew you could.”His hands grasped my behind while he said, “Move however you want.”Then he encouraged me to start grinding on him.
And that felt—fantastic.
“Oh,” I breathed out as I slowly rocked on him.It wasn't just the contact down there that was wonderful.It was also the full-body contact.Mine against his.Both of our hands were free to explore one another's bodies.Stefan's mouth kissed, licked and sucked everywhere he could.While his hands roamed and rubbed and made me feel—cherished.
