He walks us over to his bed and lays me down in the center. I hold my breath in anticipation as he leans over me and claims my mouth, his tongue seeking permission against my lips to move with mine. He slides his hands into my hair and deepens the kiss. I have no control over the embarrassingly loud moan I let out and feel his smile against my lips.
His hands are everywhere all of a sudden and his kisses make their way from my lips, down my neck and across my chest, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. He pushes the lacy material from my breast and sucks my nipple into his mouth, flicking it with his tongue. I arch into him shamelessly as the sensation stirs the ache that’s building in the pit of my stomach. I watch transfixed as he pulls his head back and makes a popping noise as the suction breaks. He leans over to show my other breast the same affection and my whole body tightens at the feel of it. My fingers push through his hair as I tug on it, writhing in pleasure under him. I watch him smile as he lifts and runs both of his hands across my chest and down over my stomach, making their way down to my panties. I lift my ass off the bed slightly and he grins as his fingers hook onto the sides and pull them down in one fluid movement.
“You're so perfect, Blair,” he whispers just as his mouth collides with my core. I flinch at the contact and then abruptly grab hold of the sheets and will myself not to scream out at how good it feels. I throw my head back as his tongue tortures my clit in the most delicious way. I can feel my orgasm building as he kisses and licks, I can’t concentrate on anything other than desperately trying to satisfy the need he’s causing. He lifts his head and slides a finger inside of me before he goes back to circling my clit with his tongue, and that’s all I need as my body tenses and then my orgasm hits with an overwhelming force. Wave after beautiful wave, making me feel like I’m about to explode into a thousand tiny pieces underneath him. He groans as my body tightens around him and it's the sexiest noise I’ve ever heard.
“Princess?” My eyes snap open and down to meet his, peeking up from between my legs. He stands and then leans across me and opens the drawer of his bedside table, retrieving a condom.
He straightens and smiles down at my boneless spent body. “We don’t have to go any further than this, you know.”
I lift myself up onto my elbows and lick my lips, I take in his flushed cheeks and messy dark hair, the intensity of his ice blue eyes as they focus on mine. My nerves seem to have disappeared and I know with absolute clarity that I want him. How can I not?
“I want to,” I tell him, and it's the truth. I want him to make love to me more than I want my next breath.
He pushes the waistband of his boxers down and his erection springs free as he steps out of them. The image of his manhood has been ingrained in my mind since that day at the lake, but I can see that I definitely got the dimensions wrong. I thought he looked big at the lake, but standing here in front of me now with no cold-water taking effect, he’s huge.
“I don’t think you’ll fit,” I blurt out in a panic-stricken breath. “I thought you were smaller than that-—it won’t work.”
The low rumble of laughter from his chest snaps me out of my meltdown and my eyes zero in on the condom he’s rolling slowly down his shaft.
“It will,” he replies and then winks, freaking winks, like this isn’t a serious matter.
“Baby, you're not listening to me, it really won’t.”
He smirks and leans over placing a soft kiss onto my lips.
“Do you trust me Blair?”
“What?”
“Do you trust me?”
“Of course I trust you, it’s ju—”
He places his finger over my lips to shush me.
“It will fit, I promise. It may hurt a little, but I’ll be as gentle and slow as I can until you tell me otherwise. Okay?”
His hands press into the bed on either side of my face as he holds himself above me and I notice he’s lost a little of the cockiness now. He’s trembling and it suddenly dawns on me that he’s nervous, too.
“I’m ready,” I whisper, and he dips his head and kisses me. I move my lips against his and try to portray as much passion and desire as I can. I need this kiss to say the three little words that I know that I’m feeling, but haven’t dared to voice. I. Love. You.
I feel him press lightly at my entrance and I panic. “Stop, wait…Just do it quickly, okay? I know it’s gonna hurt, so just push in quick, like ripping off a band aid.”
“Um…okay, are you sure, Princess?” he asks, looking unsure of himself.
“Yeah babe, jus—” I haven’t even finished my sentence before he’s thrust himself inside of me. “Holy shit! Ouch, ouch! Fuck, stop!” Pain is coursing through my vagina like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. “Shit, I didn’t think it would sting. Is it supposed to sting?”