“What do you need, baby? Tell me.” His voice is husky, his own breaths coming faster.
“You. Inside me. Now,” I moan.
The moment the words are out, I know I’m playing with fire. I know I’m going to hurt him when tomorrow I pretend this never happened. Even knowing that, the selfish part of me has to know what he feels like. That part knows that either way, there will be regrets.
He pauses for a moment, making me glare at him.
“Nate, I mean it. Either you slide inside me in the next minute or take me home so I can finish by myself.”
He swallows hard, but pulls my hips up. I’m disappointed until his fingers undo his jeans. Then he pulls them down enough for his dick to pop out. He’s big. Bigger than my last boyfriend, the only other person I’ve ever had sex with, but at this moment, I don’t even care. I want him. This is the one and only time I’ll ever have him, so I’m going to make it count.
As he reaches into his pocket, I reach down, wrapping my hand around him. He hisses at the contact as I stroke him. A bead of liquid pools at the end. I swipe my thumb against it before bringing it up to my mouth. Nate pauses what he’s doing to watch me suck him from my thumb.
“Fuck,” he groans.
Then he has a condom in his hand. He opens it quickly, sliding along his length before his hands come to my hips.
“This is going to be fast because I’ve waited for fucking ever for this, but next time I promise I’ll go slow. Is that okay?” he asks me with concern on his face.
I don’t answer him with words. I can’t. There won’t be a next time. Pulling my shorts aside, I grip his length, positioning it at my entrance. Then I sink, slowly.
“Goddamn, you’re tight as fuck.”
Nate continues to mutter curses, but I can’t focus on him. It burns. My body is stretching to accommodate his size, much like it did the very first time I had sex. My only saving grace is there is no hymen to be popped this time.
Once I’m fully seated, I still. Nate presses kisses to my face and neck as I take a moment. I feel myself clench involuntarily, making Nate hiss. I feel so full. The burn subsides, so I roll my hips, testing it.
A spark of pleasure hits me, making me fall forward.
“Take what you need from me, Comet. Take it all,” Nate whispers, his hands falling to my hips.
I don’t hesitate. I rotate my hips, reveling in the jolt of pleasure each time I take him completely.
Nate helps me keep my pace with his hands on my hips. After several minutes, I can feel myself building. My entire body tingles, making his touch seem like electricity. Then it happens. The burst of pleasure that overtakes my body, making me scream out his name.
He doesn’t stop, though. Instead, he begins to pound up into me, holding my hips so hard I’ll bruise. Then he stills, jerking inside of me.
We are both breathing hard, my head against his shoulder.
“That was even better than I imagined.”
My heart skips a beat at his admission. He imagined this.
What did I get myself into?
He’s still inside me, so I slowly climb off his lap, back into the passenger seat.
“Are you okay?” he asks after a moment.
I force a smile. “I’m good. Sleepy. Can you take me home now?”
He gives me a confused look. “Do you want to stay at mine?”
I shake my head. “I have practice in the morning. Jacob said he would give me a ride.”
“I could take you.”
“You don’t want me to be part of the team. Why would you drive me?”
