Pav smiled and closed his hands over hers before pulling them away so he could grab the back of his shirt and yank it over his head. He then wasted no time undoing his belt and pushing off his trousers, leaving him in just boxer shorts. Millie had time to take in acres of olive skin over the defined musculature of his broad chest and shoulders before he landed back on top of her with his warmth pressed against her body. He took off her bra with an efficiency that was kind of intimidating, and for a moment she felt a flood of apprehension.
‘I … I’ve never … uh …’ She bit her lip and looked away, apprehension now turning to all-out fear. Not fear of Pav, but fear of failure; fear of exposure; fear of anything less than perfection. Pav must have had tonnes of sex. He’d certainly managed to work his way around the hospital with some efficiency, if the rumours were true. And here she was, maybe the only twenty-seven-year-old virgin in London, lying underneath him.
‘Hey,’ his soft voice drew her eyes back to his. ‘I can hear that big brain of yours whirring away in there.’ He smiled and his hand came up to her face to cup her jaw. ‘We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. Seeing you in your bra and knickers could keep me going for months. If it’s too much we’ll stop and do something totally unsexy like eating beans on toast and watching The One Show. You don’t have to …’
‘I want to … I …’
Bugger, she could feel her throat closing up again. Of all the times for her stupid hang-ups to kick in. At this rate she would die a virgin. If she didn’t do something they would lose the moment. She could already see the concern filling his eyes and feel his weight easing off her body. Okay, so verbal communication was out. She would just have to approach this another way.
One of her arms went up around his back and her hand felt the skin over the muscles there, while the other went to his neck and pulled him down. He hesitated for a moment, and in desperation she gave his hair a tug, willing him to move. It worked. His face fell into her neck and he started kissing around to her ear and then down to her chest. A large hand worked its way under her back and lifted her to him. The look on his face as he took in her bare chest was almost wild. His mouth fell to her breasts and from then on Millie didn’t have time for her insecurities. All thoughts other than what he was doing to her were driven out of her head, maybe forever.
By the time they were both naked she had forgotten any apprehension. Her need for him eclipsed everything else. His smell, his skin, the way he held her, the way he moved against her: he enveloped all her senses at once. When he finally sank into her she barely felt the twinge of pain. He froze for a moment until she shifted against him and then he moved. He moved in the most amazing way: at first slow and tentative as if he didn’t want to hurt her, but as her hips rocked against his, he tensed and started moving faster, harder, just like she needed him too, until she was climbing for something. As she fell off the edge of the cliff face she experienced most intense pleasure she had ever felt in her life. It was like some sort of out-of-body experience. Then she watched his face contort and every muscle in his body pull tight as he fell off the cliff straight after her.
*****
‘Bloody hell,’ wheezed out Pav. His vocabulary for the last few minutes had consisted entirely of those two words with the occasional ‘Jesus Christ’ and ‘bugger me’ thrown in for good measure. As soon as the life-changing sex had reached its conclusion and Millie’s eyes had started refocusing, he’d hauled her up the bed and settled her under the duvet, tight against him. Pav was beginning to understand that any time to regroup was bad for Millie. She needed to be kept in the moment with him, not allowed to retreat back into her thoughts. Constant barrages of physical affection seemed to work for him with her, so he was going to employ that tactic with ruthless efficiency, especially now.
For some reason he hadn’t expected Millie to be a virgin. Looking back, though, that was ridiculous, since she’d already told him she’d never ‘fooled around’ with a boy before. Did he think she had just had some sort of odd, only-genitals-touching sex with someone? When he thought about how closed she was before he got to know her and how she shied away from touch in general, especially with strangers, he realised that it really wasn’t that much of a surprise. He kissed her forehead and gave her a squeeze with both arms wrapped around her. His heart still felt like it was beating outside his chest, and he could feel hers hammering against his skin.
‘Are you okay?’ he asked, realising she had yet to speak or in fact make any noise whatsoever. Maybe she was traumatised. ‘Millie? Baby, did I hurt you?’
She moved then, her head shaking violently from side to side. Then, after taking a deep, shuddering breath, she spoke.
‘Why … why would you think that? No. I …’ she cleared her throat ‘… I mean, I think I …’ She took another deep breath and swallowed, before lifting her head from his chest so she could meet his eyes. ‘Thank you.’
Pav took in her earnest expression with bewilderment. She meant it. She was thanking him for the most incredible sexual experience he’d ever had in his life. He pressed his lips together but eventually his shoulder started shaking and the laughter broke through. Millie frowned and started to pull away from him but he hauled her back.
‘I’m sorry …’ he said, forcing his rogue chuckles under control. ‘I’m not laughing at you, I promise. It’s just you’ve got to understand why it’s so funny to be thanked for what we just did; for what you just gave me.’ He felt her stiffen with embarrassment, and held back a sigh. ‘I know that was your fir –’
Her fingers shot up over his mouth to stop him mid-sentence. ‘Don’t say it,’ she squeaked. ‘Don’t …’ He reached up and gently prised her hand away from his face, holding it on his chest.
‘It’s nothing to be embarrassed about, Millie. I’m honoured, totally blown away.’
‘I … I didn’t really know what I was doing,’ mumbled Millie, her body still stiff against him. ‘You’re probably used to … I don’t know … sexperts or something, not …’
Another chuckle rose up in his chest but Pav fought it back. ‘Millie, gorgeous, that was the best sex I’ve ever had in my life. It was practically a religious experience. I don’t think I’ll ever recover. You might have broken me.’
‘Oh,’ she breathed, as she blinked and then scanned his face, no doubt looking for the lie in his expression. ‘Really?’
‘Really.’
A tiny smile tilted the corners of her mouth and her body relaxed into his.
‘So if you’re done thanking me for the most incredible night of my life, I think we should get up and I should feed you.’
‘Um …’ She paused for a moment and then shocked Pav by burying further into his side and kissing his jaw. ‘If you … I mean, maybe we could … do it again?’
Pav was not successful in fighting back his laugh this time. ‘I’m sorry but that’s not going to be possible.’
‘Can’t you … ? I mean, itfeelslike you could …’ Millie’s eyes dropped to her thigh which was resting against his excited-again-already groin.
Pav groaned. ‘Millie, you’re killing me.Imight be so turned on that I’d be able to defeat basic biology and go another round, butyouneed to wait a few days.’
‘I don’t think that’s true. I –’
‘We can do other …stuff.’
Millie gave a tiny huff of annoyance and Pav smiled, kissing her temple and then lifting her face so he could slide his nose against hers and whisper in her ear. ‘I promise you’ll like the other stuff. Do you trust me?’
