Page 64 of Love You Like This

“Hold on tight.” His hands slide under me as he pushes to his feet.

I wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. His erection pulses against my bare pussy, the only thing between us the sweatpants he’s wearing. He carries me down the hall and into his bedroom. I let my robe fall from one arm and then the other as he kicks his bedroom door closed behind him.

“How far are we going?” he asks against my lips.

“All the way.” I pull back to watch his eyes. “I want to do this with you. Have you be my first.”

Breath rushes out of him. “You’ll be mine, too. I haven’t done this before. I might suck.”

I laugh and press a kiss to his lips. “I won’t know any better.”

“True.”

He lays me down on his bed and kneels with one knee pressed between my thighs. I palm his large erection over his sweatpants as he reaches behind his neck and pulls his t-shirt over his head. He tosses it aside to join the other untidy piles of clothes littering the room. I hook my fingers in the waistband of his boxers and pull them down along with his pants to free his cock.

It springs free, the mushroom tip a deep pink with a drop of pre-cum glistening on the tip. I wrap my hand around his length and swipe my thumb over the crown. He watches with rapt attention as I bring my thumb to my lips and lick the moisture from it.

“Fuck,” he groans before kicking his legs free from the clothing bunched around his thighs.

His eyes lock on my center as he settles between my thighs. My toes curl into the mattress as he runs his fingers along my slit, gathering the wetness that leaks for him. I gasp and arch off the bed as he slides two fingers inside me. The sound it makes while he pumps them inside me is so hot.

“I love every sound you make you for me,” he says without looking up from where his fingers are buried inside me. His thumb finds my clit again which draws another gasping whimper from me. His eyes shoot up to mine. “But that’s my favorite. So needy.”

“Xander,” I beg. My hips rocking to meet his fingers on and inside me. “I don’t want to come until you’re inside me.” I reach down around his arm and fist his cock, squeezing and pulling him with firm strokes.

“Fuck,” he groans. “No promises.”

He pulls his hand from my cunt and reaches across me to open the drawer of his nightstand. He pulls out a foil packet and shuts the drawer. He tears it open with his teeth and with trembling fingers pulls the condom out. I watch as he sheathes himself, his hands shaking the entire time.

I cover his hands with mine. “I’m nervous, too. But I trust you, and there’s no one I’d rather do this with.”

He leans down over me, his cock notched against my slick pussy, and braces his weight on his palms. His eyes pour into mine with raw emotion. “You undo me.” He covers my lips with his, kissing me so deeply and thoroughly that I nearly forget what we’re about to do.

My lips ache when he pulls away and sits back on his knees. He grips my waist and positions me how he wants. I look down the length of my body as he drags the tip of cock through my folds. His lips lift in a satisfied smirk when I squirm beneath him as he uses his dick to tease the throbbing bundle of nerves at the apex of my thighs.

“Xander,” I whimper his name as I shift my hips, trying desperately to get him inside me. “Please.”

He notches himself at my entrance and presses inside, his eyes watching as he fills me inch by slow inch. I watch his face as I breathe through the stretch. The pressure makes me dig my nails into the sheets. He drags his eyes from my pussy to my face, concern in his expression.

“Are you okay?” he asks as he holds himself back from moving any further.

I nod. “Yes, keep going.”

“Okay.” He slides further in. “I’m almost all the way in.” His pulse beats wildly at the base of his neck. “Fucking hell. You feel so good.”

“So do you.” I reach down and grab his hands, pulling him down over me. I need to feel his weight over me.

With one last push he’s fully inside me. My fingers dig into his back as he gives me a second to get used to him. He drops his forehead to mine as his breath feathers over my lips.

“You’re perfect.” He kisses me. “Let me know when I can move.”

I bend my knee, widening the space he has to work with. “Now,” I whisper against his lips.

His trembling exhale rushes out between us as he draws back and slides back in. Each thrust is slow and deliberate. It feels better with each pass. His slight upwards curve hits a spot inside me that makes the edges of my vision dance with black spots. My other leg bends at the knee as he speeds his thrusts up. The sound of skin slapping skin mixes with our panted breaths and sloppy kisses.

He groans as his dick surges inside me. “Fucking damnit.” A low growl emanates from his chest as I feel the warmth of his cum filling the condom in powerful spurts. He stills as his orgasm crashes through him.

I wrap my arms around him as he collapses on top of me. His heart bangs against my body, as if it’s trying to escape his chest and jump into mine. I run my nails up and down his muscular back as he kisses my neck and jaw.