Not moving his hand, he responds, “Define this.”
“I’ve not slept with anyone before.”
“Not ever?”
I shake my head again, reluctant to say it out loud again.
Jake is quiet for so long that I worry he’s gonna throw me out on my ear. Finally, he says, “You’re at least twenty-one. I know that because the bouncers are militant about checkin’ IDs at the bar.”
“I’m actually twenty-two. How old are you?”
His hand drops away and he takes a deep breath. “I’m closing in on forty.”
“That’s fine by me,” I assure him.
He says, “If you don’t mind me asking, why haven’t you hooked up with anyone before?”
I say, “Because I never found anyone I wanted enough to overcome the awkwardness of getting naked with them.”
“Yet, you came home with me tonight,” he points out.
“You offered yourself to me and I wanted you. It’s as simple as that.”
He closes his eyes and when he opens them, his expression has changed. The playful, flirtatious, slightly cocky look on his face is gone, replaced by something more careful and a little softer.
“Nora,” he says. “Are you sure you want your first time to be with me?”
“Yes. I wouldn’t have come if I had any doubts.”
“Alright, but I need you to know that if you change your mind at any point, just tell me to stop. I’ll listen and won’t make you feel bad about it.”
“That’s perfect,” I tell him. “I knew that I made the right choice by coming here.”
He takes my hand and leads me to his bedroom. I try to rein in my emotions while Jake removes my clothing one piece at a time. Even though I want to do this, I can’t help but feel embarrassed. My brothers always teased me about how I looked, saying I was ugly. When I’m standing in front of his bed totally naked, he says, “Damn! You are the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen.”
For a second, I stand in my naked glory and allow his words to wash away all my shame. I’m standing in front of a man who is used to seeing women’s bodies, and he’s telling me in no uncertain terms that I’m beautiful. The expression on his face is adoring and aroused. The feeling of relief surging through my body right now is almost enough to buckle my knees.
He pulls roughly at his own clothing until he’s just all ink and tattoos that I can barely make out with the tears of relief shimmering in my eyes. He lays me down on my back and smooths his hands over my delicate skin. Everywhere he touches leaves trails of arousal behind.
Then he’s over me, kissing me on the lips, then the neck, and then moving down to my breasts. I never once suspected this kind of pleasure existed in the world. And now it’s all mine for the taking.
I find myself making soft sounds of pleasure as I claw softly at his chest.
He pulls back just enough to see my face. “I’m tryin’ to be a gentleman over here, but you’re making it hard. If you keep makin’ noises like that, sweetheart, I might end up coming before I make it inside you.”
“Now, you’re making me want to test all your limits.”
That startles a laugh out of him. “Look, I’m gonna have to prepare you to take my cock or it won’t be pleasurable. I need you to spread those pretty legs so I can put my mouth on you.”
I immediately comply because I want that so much. It’s something I’ve always longed for but never even come close to having. And Jake doesn’t hesitate, not even for a moment.
The next thing I know, his face is buried between my legs, and his tongue is going to town in a way I wouldn’t have been able to imagine before this moment. It makes my toes curl and my hips involuntarily move against his mouth. I feel shameless but he just encourages me and seems to get more excited the wetter I get.
At some point, I realize his fingers are inside my body, gently stretching me open, as his tongue circles around my clit in tight firm movements that drive me wild with need. When he finds my G-spot and sucks on my clit at the same time, my orgasm is explosive.
He crawls up my body and looks down at me. “Are you okay? We can take as long as you need.”
“No. Don’t stop. I want you inside me.”
