Just when I am really starting to feel sore, he slows and changes the tone of our lovemaking. He embraces me tightly, and we kiss until we are drowning in each other and cannot breathe. Chris keeps me close but starts to rock his hips just a bit, grinding into me, staying deep and showing me an entirely different experience. The way his cock is moving inside me… Oh God, this could be addictive. We move rhythmically and intensely, glued to each other. Then I understand something: this is why they say that people become one.
He’s breathing hard into my ear, and by the rasp in his voice as he says my name, I know that it’s my turn to get to listen to him come. He drops one hand from my back to steady himself on the dresser as he moves faster and harder, building to his orgasm. His grip on my back gets stronger, and he pulls me as close to him as possible. I am transfixed by the way he starts to groan and slow down, thrusting involuntarily as shudders overtake him.
His mouth is on my neck, his tongue soft and beautiful as he kisses me everywhere he can reach. Then one hand cradles my face while his lips find mine, and he is sensual, and soft, and slow as we come back down.
We linger, sharing the moment, until he slowly pulls out but does not take his hands from me. “God, I’m sorry. Are you okay? Did I hurt you? I just… Fuck, I just couldn’t stop. I’ve never… been like that.” Hearing him struggle for words is awesome. “So… lost in it.”
He starts kissing me again, and I groan as he moves his tongue against mine.
Finally we come up for air. “Yes, I’m more than okay. That was… amazing.”
He shakes his head a bit. “This was not at all how I envisioned you losing your virginity.”
I tip my head to the side and smile. “Oh, I see. So youenvisionedme losing my virginity?”
“Well, I mean…”
“And didyouhappen to be a part of this vision?”
“Um… I might have, uh, thought about…” He clears his throat. “Obviously we have a certain chemistry, and…”
I put him out of his misery and kiss him again. “I am not complaining at all. Did you think I’d want flowers scattered on the bed and candles everywhere?”
Chris traces his finger across my lips. “No, but this was maybe a little rushed. I should have been… more careful with you.”
“You gave me exactly what I wanted.”
He lowers his head to my shoulder and pulls aside the thin strap of my top with his teeth. “No, I was too out of control.”
I shiver as he teases my skin with his tongue. “You don’t like being out of control, do you?” I murmur.
He laughs lightly. “Not really.”
“Well, I liked it.”
He laughs again. “I’m glad.”
Something occurs to me. Something not sexy at all. “Oh hell. I’m not bleeding, am I?”
Chris takes half a step back, and he rolls his eyes when I hold up his chin so that he can’t look. I peek down and then touch my hand to myself. “Thank God.”
“No?” he asks and immediately steps closer to me and nuzzles my neck.
“No. Then I really would have had to tip the housekeeper big.”
“You’re going to have to tip her big anyway, I think.”
There! I knew we could fuck and not be weird about it. We’re still us. I tangle my fingers in his hair. “Hey, Chris?”
“Mmm?”
I feel his teeth graze my shoulder again, and it takes me a second to ask him what I wanted. “What the hell are you doing back in Madison? Hawaii sounded like it was going great.”
“Oh. That. Don’t tell Sabin that I told you this. He has a court date, so we’d planned on being back now.”
“What the hell? For what?’
“That idiot got himself a DUI last summer. He’d be really embarrassed if you knew, so don’t say anything.”
