“Please, Adam. I just want this part to be over with, so we can get to the part where it feels good.”
I don’t know if that part will come for her this time, but I’ll do my best to make it feel as good as I can for her.
“Okay.”
I never can say no to what she asks of me.
I ease in a little, going halfway again, and then I pull back out and slam home.
“Ah!” she cries out, her head pressing back into the pillow, her back arching.
“Evie? Fuck, are you okay?”
I cradle her face, seeing tears in the corners of her eyes. “Jesus, I knew I shouldn’t have done that.”
“No, I’m fine,” she pants. “It just hurt a little, but it’s gone now. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
I should, but after hearing her begging me to continue, my own need takes over. I start moving, going as slow as I can.
It’s hard to keep a slow place because, fuck, she feels so good, so fucking incredibly tight. I’ve never felt anything like it.
But it’s not just that. It’s her. What’s uniquely her is making me feel so good.
As I move, she starts to relax. Her legs come up around my back. Her hands sliding up into my hair, she lifts her head to mine, kissing me.
With the feel of her tongue in my mouth, her legs wrapped around me, I can’t hold back any longer. I start moving faster, pumping my cock in and out of her.
She moans into my mouth, and the sound undoes me.
“Fuck, Jesus, Evie, I’m gonna…come.”
My vision blurs as the first hot spurt of my come shoots out of my cock. Then, I’m coming fast and hard inside her body for the first time. And nothing has ever felt better.
My head falls onto her shoulder. Her arms wrap around my neck.
I press a kiss to her soft skin as she starts to thread her fingers through my hair.
Lifting my head, I look at her. Fuck, she looks beautiful. Her face is all flushed, her lips are swollen from my kisses, and her hair is all mussed up.
She’s perfect. And she’s mine.
“You didn’t come,” I say.
I knew she probably wouldn’t, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t want her to.
“I know, but we knew it was likely that I wouldn’t. But you came. Inside of me.” She has a big smile on her face.
“You look pretty happy about that fact.”
“I am. No more virgin Evie, which means we can have sex whenever we want now.”
I let out a low chuckle. “Sounds fucking awesome to me. Let me just clean up.” I give her a quick kiss and then carefully pull out of her.
She winces.
“You okay?”
“Just a little sore. Is that blood?” Her wide eyes are staring at my condom-covered cock, which has little speckles of blood mixed in with her juices.
“Yeah, it’s yours from…you know.” I gesture to her *.
She lets out a groan, covering her face with her hands. “Oh God, that’s so embarrassing.”
“Nothing to be embarrassed about, babe. It’s natural and kinda hot.”
She slides her hands from her face, and I give her a wink before going into the bathroom.
I dispose of the condom and clean up. Then, I get a washcloth and rinse it up with warm water. I take it back out to Evie. I sit on the bed beside her and press the cloth between her legs.
“What are you doing?” she asks.
“Cleaning up my girl.” I kiss the tip of her nose.
When I’m done, I take the washcloth back to the bathroom and then head straight back to Evie.
Grabbing the blanket from the bottom of the bed, I climb up next to her, cover us both with the blanket, and wrap her up in my arms.
“That was all kinds of amazing,” she says, looking up at me.
I shimmy down, so we’re face-to-face. “Yeah, it was. Really amazing.”
She starts running her fingers through the scruff on my chin. I love it when she does that.
“So, can we do it again?”
A laugh escapes me. “When? Now?” I say at her expression.
She gives me a smile that says yes.
“But aren’t you sore?”