Chapter Six
Ethan
The sincerity in her voice sends another wave of desire coursing through me, and I dive back in, kissing her harder, more passionately. I kiss her neck, and her collarbone, moving lower with each kiss. I can feel her heart racing beneath my lips. I want to remember everything about the way she feels, the way she tastes.
When I finally reach her breasts, she gasps, her back arching off the bed. I take one nipple into my mouth, sucking gently, and her hands fly to my shoulders, holding on like she’s afraid she’ll fall apart if she lets go.
In the times we’ve been together, I haven’t explored her perfect breasts. They’re full and her dusty pink nipples are pebbling beneath my touch. I move to her other side, sure to caress her with one hand while my other moves back between her legs.
“So wet for me again, sweetheart,” I say feeling her dripping between my fingers. “I’ll be gentle, but tell me if I’m hurting you. I know it’s your first time,” I say, pressing kisses on each of her cheeks before devouring her mouth once again.
I break the kiss long enough for her to mumble “I trust you.”
Holding my gaze with hers, my hands on either side of her head, bracing my big body over hers, I start pushing into her inch after agonizingly slow inch.
I feel myself gradually stretch her out as she gets used to the feel of me inside her and it makes me glad I took the time to stretch her out a bit earlier. The tight fit is heaven and hell all in one and it takes every ounce of my self-control to not fuck her into this mattress.
‘That’s it, Lu,” I say as I feel her take the last of me. “You’re doing so good, baby, so wet and ready for me.”
She blushes at the praise like she always does and gives me a nod to show she’s ready for more.
I begin to stroke very slowly inside of her, giving her time to adjust to the sensation. I can feel her growing wetter with each stroke, giving me the go-ahead to increase my pace. I quicken my strokes and she moans at the change.
“Are you okay?” I ask, not wanting to ruin the mood, but wanting to be sure she’s not in pain.
“Yes… Ethan, God yes, just keep going.”
So I do. I pour into her with abandon, pounding into her so hard she slides toward the headboard and I have to push my hands out to stop her head from hitting it. I look where we’re connected and she looks so perfect, so full of me.
“Whose pussy is this?” I ask as I pull all the way out.
“Yours, Ethan, it’s yours,” she says. Her answer is enough for me to dive back into her with full force, driving us both to the edge.
“I can't hold it any longer,” she cries out.
“Let go, Lu, I’ll be right behind you.”
I feel her walls pulse around me, milking me for everything I’m worth. I follow right behind her, pulling out and releasing myself on her stomach. I collapse beside her, taking in the sight of her covered in me. She looks perfect. She looks like mine.
“You look beautiful. You did so well, baby,” I say, reaching over to pull her into a kiss. I can feel her smile against my lips.
“That was the best first time I could’ve imagined,” she says. “I’m so glad I met you.”
“Me too, Lu, me too.”
I get up and head to the bathroom to grab a warm washcloth to clean my mess off of her. I return to the bed and slowly wipe her off, careful to keep the swipes of the cloth warm and soothing for her.
“Thank you,” she says, looking sheepish.
“Don’t thank me, sweetheart, it’s me who got you messy in the first place,” I say with a wink. I drop the washcloth in the hamper before curling in beside her, taking her into my arms. I wait for the soft sounds of her sleeping before I drift off beside her, overwhelmed at the experience we just had together.
I can’t wait to do this forever.