“You’re so tight and soft inside,” he breathed against the side of my neck.

He started using his thumb against my sensitive hot spot again while still moving his two fingers in and out of me and I thought I was about to explode. There was a build up like I had never felt before. It was making me squirm and pant, and I couldn’t even be embarrassed by my reaction. I couldn’t worry about how my body looked—all I cared about was making the ache between my legs stop.

“Do you ever touch yourself like this?” he asked softly.

There was no embarrassment, just the sweet ache.

“Yes,” I moaned.

“That’s so hot. I love it when a woman touches herself.” His fingers moved faster. “Have you ever made yourself cum?”

I shook my head no.

“We should do something about that, shouldn’t we?” he said breathlessly.

“Yes, please,” I begged.

I couldn’t even open my eyes. I was so close, I could feel it. So close. He stopped everything and pulled his fingers from me. I heard myself protest the sudden stop.

I wanted to cry.

That’s when I heard the zipper on his jeans and then the sound of rustling clothes. When I felt his hot hardness next to my thigh, I finally opened my eyes to look at him. This was really about to happen.

“Tell me you want me, Lilly. Tell me you want me inside of you.” He kissed me slowly as he positioned himself between my legs.

I could feel the tip of his heat against me, hard and pressing, and I wanted to thrust my hips for more. I wanted him deep, hard, and now!

“Please, Devin…,” I heard myself say as I started pressing myself against him.

“Say it, baby. Tell me you want me inside you—I need to hear it,”

“I want you, Devin, inside of me,” I whimpered.

“I don’t have condom, but I’ll pull out, OK?”

I had no idea what he was talking about, but I didn’t care.

“Uh huh,” I mumbled.

It burned and rubbed my ache when he slowly entered me. It felt so good, yet it stung as I stretched to accommodate his size.

Once he was in completely, he became suddenly still.

“Look at me, Lilly.” He sounded strained.

My eyes connected with his.

“Is this OK?” he asked. “Does it hurt?”

“Just a little.”

“Do you wanna stop?”

“No, please don’t stop.”

He leaned down and started kissing me as he slowly withdrew and then plunged inside of me again. It caused the nerves in my stomach to flinch. Funny noises that I didn’t recognize spilled from my lips.

In and out, over and over again and it was amazing. His breath in my ear and the smacking of our two bodies coming together was all I could hear. He seemed to slide into and touch every part that begged to be touched. He was so good at it and part of me knew that he was holding back for me.

“You feel so good, so tight. It’s been so long and you feel amazing, baby.” He said as he moved inside of me over and over again.

His pace changed and while he was still deep, he was moving faster. My breathing changed as I sucked in little bits of oxygen. The ache and tingle was slowly working its way up into my hips and down into my legs. There was something just out of my reach. I was pretty sure that I was about to have my first orgasm.

“Don’t stop,” I said desperately. “Please.”

I bit down on my bottom lip as the ache and tingle made its way into my lower stomach and sat and simmered. It snaked around my body and slowly started to dissolve. There was a rise…up and up and up and even though I’d never felt the fall before, I knew it was going to be wonderful.

“Oh my God, baby. I think I’m gonna…don’t stop,” I knew I was being loud, but I didn’t care who heard me.

I latched onto his ass and pressed him harder against me. I was so close I couldn’t take it anymore. Up and up some more, the rise kept going and I didn’t know how much higher I could get.

“Fuck. I have to stop now, Lilly.” I heard him say.

He sounded out of breath and in pain.

There was no way I was letting him stop. I was about to fall. Everything inside of me was about to melt into something miraculous.

Instead of letting him pull out, I latched on tighter and pressed him deeper. It was right there. Oh God, it was right there.

“I have to stop,” I heard him say louder.

“No! Don’t stop! I’m...”

I grabbed him and held on tighter as I made noises I’d never heard myself make. My body took on life of its own as the ache and tingle that was simmering in my lower stomach slowly dissolved into pure intense pleasure that poured out of my body. I felt myself tightening around him over and over again as each spasm of delight ripped through my body. I was dying! At least I felt like I was dying and it felt so damn fantastic.