“Too fuckin’ old,” he rasps, wrenching his mouth from mine.

“Not to me,” I whimper.

“Fuck.”

I kiss him again, stopping anymore words coming from his lips. Our mouths become frantic, our kisses become deep and hard. My lips feel swollen and bruised, but I keep pushing. My hands find the hem of his shirt, and I shove them up until my fingers are touching his abs. I’ve been so desperately wanting to touch him, wanting to feel the warm, hard flesh under my fingers. He growls, and his hand slides down between my legs. I groan loudly.

His fingers find my panties, and he gently runs them up and down. My pussy jerks to life, throbbing beneath his touch. He rubs gently for a second longer, before slipping my panties aside and finding my wet, hot flesh. A low, guttural moan escapes his lips as he begins to swirl his fingertip around my clit, causing it to harden. Bolts of pleasure shoot through my body, and I bury my face into his neck and groan.

“Wet darlin’, so wet.”

He slips one finger down to my entrance, and gently pushes it inside. It hurts. My one pathetic time was a solid four years ago now, and since then it’s only been me, and occasionally, my vibrator. I yelp into his shoulder, and he quickly removes his finger.

“Fuck!”

He grips my shoulder and pushes me back until we’re staring at each other.

“You’re a virgin, aren’t you?”

I swallow, and turn my face away from his. “No...I’m just...I’ve only done it once, and it lasted a second before it was over.”

There’s silence between us for a solid few minutes. Shit.

“I can’t do this,” he says, shaking his head and gently shoving me further off him.

“I want you to, Jackson. I’ve never wanted, or had the chance to want, anything in my life.”

“You’ve had one man, that wasn’t even considered a decent fuck. What if a decent man comes along, and you have the chance to basically share your real first time with him, and you’ve wasted it on me?” he protests, his voice rough with lust.

“In my life, that chance is rare, if I’m lucky. Besides,” I whisper. “How do you know you’re not that chance?”

“Serenity...”

I take his hand, sliding it back between my legs and running his finger up and down my damp panties. “Please...”

“Jesus,” he hisses.

“Jackson,” I murmur, leaning down to run my lips across his neck. He shudders. “Please?”

“Serenity...”

“Please.”

He sighs deeply. “I can’t be the one to ruin the beautiful innocence you’ve created.”

I rock my hips against his fingers, causing my ass to rub against his straining erection. “Jackson,” I rasp. “Please.”

“Fuck, fuck,” he curses.

He slips his fingers inside my panties once more, and I nearly melt with happiness. I couldn’t think of anyone I’d want more right now, than Jackson. He’s perfect, even if he doesn’t see it right now.

“So wet, and even then, I’m goin’ to hurt you. I’ve not done this with someone so, inexperienced, for a long time, darlin’.”

“You won’t hurt me,” I whisper, letting my eyes search his face.

“Baby, I will.”

He rubs gently over my clit, and I groan as the pleasure begins building again.

“Please,” I whimper. “Jackson...”

“Fuck, when you beg like that...”

He finds my entrance again, and slides a fingertip in; he moves it around gently before slipping his finger the entire way in. It burns a little, and I know this isn’t going to be some amazing moment that blows my world, but I want it all the same, and I want it with him.

“Oh god, Jackson,” I groan as he rubs his thumb over my clit.

“You’re so fuckin’ wet you’re goin’ to come before I even get my cock inside you.”

My body jerks at his words and my clit swells. I want to come. I’ve done this myself so many times, but I’ve never had a man do it. I’ve never had someone else’s finger bring me so much pleasure. Jackson rubs my clit harder, while his finger gently slides in and out of my pussy.

I come.

Hard.

“Oh god,” I cry out, shaking, jerking, and pinching Jackson’s skin with my fingernails.

“Jesus, so fuckin’ beautiful.”

I shudder and convulse until there’s nothing left, then I slump my head down onto his shoulder. He slides his fingers from my heat, and gently pulls my panties back.

“I ain’t fucking you here, darlin’.”

“I know,” I murmur into his skin.

“Well, you best get off my lap so we can go home.”

I move quickly, not wanting him to change his mind. I slip over into my seat, and pull my seat belt on. Jackson stares at me for the longest moment, I’m almost sure he’s waiting for me to change my mind, and then he turns the car on and drives us home.

Oh god.

Is this really happening?

~*~

SERENITY

Something that is planned, makes it so much more awkward. When Jackson and I get home, we’re both acting like two teenagers who are about to have sex for the first time. Jackson gets himself a beer from the fridge as soon as we get inside, and I can’t help but watch his entire body, as he leans his head back and drinks it. Strong chest, hard abs, oh...and a very big erection. My heart begins to thud as I stare at the bulge in his jeans.