I may never have had sex, but I’d lost my innocence a long time ago.
Jake looked up into my eyes while he pressed two fingers inside me, pushing them in as far as his hand would let him go. I gasped at the new sensation while he watched my reaction, a sly smile on his face. He slowly and expertly pumped his fingers in and out. His thumb circled my clit in a torturous rhythm of fast and slow, hard and soft. I bucked my hips at the sensation of him touching the most sensitive part of my body. The pulling inside grew stronger and a pressure had started to build low in my stomach.
“I know,” Jake whispered. His beautiful lips were curled up in a crooked grin.
“I may not be any good at this,” I said.
“Not fucking possible,” Jake said.
“And you still want to? Even though I’ve never…” I trailed off. The pulling was building faster, and I had forgotten what I was about to say.
“Fuck yes.” He circled my clit faster, applying more pressure. I bucked under him, writhing around for some sort of release. He continued to fuck me with his fingers.
“You see, Abby, a respectable man would probably not want to take your virginity. Some guys, the kind with manners or morals, would even be turned off at the thought of being your first, but like I’ve tried to tell you–” He leaned in closer, and his lips brushed against my neck when he whispered in my ear. “I’m not like those men.” He pressed firmly on my clit. The pressure that had been building exploded in a blinding white hot release, sending shock waves from my toes to my neck, my insides pulsed and clenched as I rode out the new waves of sensation that just kept coming.
I didn’t know how much time had passed when I could again open my eyes. “That was…”
“Nothing yet,” Jake finished for me. He looked downright wicked, sinful, amazing, I could go on forever. “I’ve never wanted to be inside someone as much as I want to be inside you right now, baby. I want to feel you come around my cock.”
I shuttered in anticipation.
Holy. Fuck.
Jake reached over to the nightstand and pulled out a foil packet from the drawer. I watched him intently as he sat on his knees next to me and opened the package. He never took his eyes off mine as he rolled the condom over his thick length. I was in pure awe of him. I could feel the power radiating off of him. The moonlight highlighted the shadows of his hard biceps and abs. His beautiful black and gray tattoos glistened with sweat.
He positioned himself between my thighs, pressing his hands on the inside of my knees and spreading my legs. As I gazed at the raw power and beauty of his naked form, I realized something.
“Fuck. This is going to hurt isn’t it?” I asked, panting with need and a little bit of fear.
Jake flashed me his most wicked grin. He ran his hand through his hair and smiled down at me. “Only in the best of ways, baby.”
With the base of his cock in his hand, he rubbed the tip over my clit, creating an all new pressure inside me. He crawled up my body and kissed me. Not an I’m going to be gentle with you kiss. It was an all-consuming kiss. I returned it with the passion that had been simmering at the surface since the day I met him. My hands linked on the back of his head as I pulled him to me. The vibration of his moans in my mouth sent an electric pulse right to my core.
Jake didn’t break our kiss as he pressed himself into me. My body stretched for him, but not enough. “Shit, baby. You’re so tight.” He groaned into my mouth, pushing my knees further apart. “Spread your legs for me baby. Let me in.”
When I obeyed and had spread my legs as far as I could, opening myself all the way up to him, he surged inside me like he had been waiting to do it his entire life, taking the last traces of my virginity with him. He pushed right through the quick pinch of pain, without pausing his movements even when I flinched.
It was the best pain I’d ever felt.
We were just us. Broken and bruised. Fucked up and messy. And together we were everything we never thought we could be. We didn’t need sweet and gentle. I didn’t need to be coddled. I needed Jake, and he gave himself to me just as I gave myself to him.
“I need more,” he said, his voice strained. I lifted my hips to give him further access, and in an instant, he was buried inside me to the hilt.
The unexpected fullness and the sweet stretching of my body as it accommodated Jake was like nothing I had thought it would feel like. He thrust into me as if he was trying to climb into my soul. Each time he pulled out and pushed back in, I felt his urgency grow. I raised my hips to meet each of his thrusts. The friction on my clit, along with Jake’s cock massaging a place so deep inside of me, was overwhelming.
My legs tensed.