"Ahh! Fuck Ander, I'm about to—" I scream out with a moan as my eyes squeeze shut.
"Eyes on me, babe," He growls, his voice closer. I open my eyes, and he's standing at the edge of the couch now, his cock no longer in his hand. His hands are reaching for me. He takes one of my nipples in with his mouth as he cups my other breast, massaging it with his hand. His other hand removes mine from between my legs right before I'm about to go, and I sigh in frustration.
He doesn't stop; I can feel him smile on my breast as he bites down softly on my nipple and then begins sucking it in firmly. His hand traces lines around my clit, purposefully not touching it as he deliberately teases me. He sucks my nipple in again, hard, and lets it fall out with a popping sound. His eyes dart up to mine, which are staring down at him.
With a tenderness in his voice but somewhat out of breath, he asks, "Are you sure this is what you want, V? I don't want to do anything you aren't comfortable with."
I don't say anything; I nod reassuringly as my fingers run through his hair, tugging softly. He groans softly. I can tell he liked that, so I do it again a little harder.
"No nodding; I need to hear it. Tell me this is okay. Tell me this is what you want. Say out loud that you want me,"
I swallow and let out a breath. Saying it out loud feels intimidating, but it's time to say what I want—for once.
"I want this. I want you, Ander. Inside of me. So fucking bad, I want you. I've always wanted you."
He growls at my words, his face morphing into that sexy grin he melts my heart with, and before I know it, he's going to work. On me, that is. His fingers find my sensitive, swollen clit instantly. He flicks it a few times, then presses down and rubs it as if his life depended on it. His mouth isn't far behind. Once his tongue darts out, he slides a finger inside of my opening. Hismouth is working my clit over, licking and sucking softly as his finger is pumping in and out of me. I can feel myself tightening around his large finger.
"Fuck babe, you're so damn tight. So wet. I want to feel you like this around my cock. Are you ready?"
I go to nod, but I stop myself. I am reminding myself that he wants to hear me.
"Yes, I'm ready. Please, Ander. Pleaseee." I beg.
He lets out a groan, and he backs up a bit. "V, I didn't come here to do this. I didn't expect it. We have never gone this far before, and I don't have a condom, but I can promise to pull out. Are you sure you're okay?"
I gulp, a little more nervous than I was. Knowing this isn't Anders's first time and my inexperience leaves me more vulnerable here. Ander tells me everything. Before we became more, hearing of his previous sexual "experiments" hurt, but none he's ever described have seemed likethis.
I've never held any of it over his head. It's actually intrigued me. Okay, maybe I was a little jealous that he would touch other girls in that way, but not me. It made me wonder if he liked me in that way, the way I was beginning to like him. Before I could go down that rabbit hole, things between us started to intensify, and I justknew.
I extend my arm and rub a hand on his cheek. "I've been on birth control since I was thirteen, remember? I'm not worried unless you are."
He smiles a half smile. I can tell his insecurities are out, and he's just as nervous now as I am. He returns my gesture of rubbing my cheek softly with his thumb, laying his body on top of mine, and kisses me. Softly, tenderly, and with so much love and passion. I return his motions, deepening the kiss by opening my mouth and piercing through his lips with my tongue, findinghis and massaging it with my own. He groans into my mouth, and I swallow it in as I thrust my hips upward to him and nod.
I signal to him that I trust him, need this, and want it just as badly as he does. He nods back, still rubbing his thumb across my cheek, and breaks away from our kiss with a smile.
Taking his time and being incredibly gentle, he takes the tip of his cock and edges it inside of me. I let out a moan of pleasure as I feel my body stretching and adjusting around his size. His head rolls back, and my eyes squeeze shut as he softly pushes in a little further. My hands grab at his back, and my eyes screw shut tighter.
Before moving inside of me, he leans in and kisses my forehead. Panting and breathy, he asks, "V, are you okay?" With such a soft, caring tone laced in his words. I open my eyes and look into his as I nod, breathing deeply.
He starts to move in and out of me slowly, taking special care not to go too far in.
His length is long—scary long—so I know he isn't giving me all he's got. It feels fantastic all the same. It hurts, but it's the kind of pain I can take any day if it feels this good.
"Ander," I pant. "Give me more. I want more."
He lets out a growl, and I can see the need within him.
"I don't want to hurt you baby."
"Fucking hurt me; it'll be the best pain I've ever felt." I thrust up to meet his thrust, forcing him deeper inside of me.
"Fuckkkk," Ander grunts as his head rears back. "Baby, how are you so fucking perfect?"
"If it's too much, you say stop and we fucking stop, okay?"
I nod, and he wastes no time. Ander grabs onto my hips, digging his fingers into my skin, and he slowly pushes into me until he is fully seated inside.
"Ahhh, oh my fucking god. That feels so good."
