Chapter 12
Our First
Bentley
“I know. I’m ready. It’s you. It’s always been you.” Zahirah’s words ring through my head, causing my heart to race.
I can’t believe what I’m hearing. As a matter of fact, I can’t believe what I’m seeing and feeling. Zah wants me to take her virginity.
This is really happening. There’s no turning back once this is done. I’ve thought about this so many times—never thinking it would really happen.
She’s allowing me to finger her, and it feels so good. She’s gorgeous. Her tits are so perfect.
She’s perfect. I’m excited as fuck but nervous as shit at the same time. This isn’t my first time, but this is Zah. It means more to me.
“Okay, if this is what you really want,” I breathe against her lips.
I capture the plush flesh with my lips and kiss her passionately as I continue to finger her. She moans as her tight pussy tightens around my fingers. When she throws her head back, breaking the kiss to cry out, I almost lose my mind.
I watch her come for me, taking her in beneath me. I’m almost too transfixed to make my next move. I’m painfully hard and know if I move things too fast, I’m going to come even faster.
Zah deserves more than that for her first time. With that in mind, I pull my hand from her panties and move to kiss my way down her neck, back to her breast I had in my mouth before. Flicking my tongue out against the tightened peak, I then blow on it.
“Bent, please,” she whimpers.
I turn my gaze back to hers and see the pleading in her eyes. I need to get us both undressed. I want to see the rest of her sexy body.
I guess she’s thinking the same thing as she pulls the other shoulder of her dress loose and begins to wiggle free of the dress. Reaching to help her, I peel the dress over her hips. My mouth waters when her little lacy black panties come into view.
She lies before me, looking like a dream. I release my belt and pull out my wallet to grab a condom before I forget in my excitement. I grow harder as I think of the day this won’t be necessary because she will be my wife.
That’s the dream, to one day go pro and live in a house with this girl right here. We’ll have kids and we’ll travel. Zah will have Olympic medals, and I’ll be the happiest husband in the world.
Placing the foil packet between my lips, I toss my wallet aside and unzip my pants. Zah sits up with her arm covering her breasts. I pull the condom from my mouth and cup the back of her neck to kiss her again.
She wraps her arms around my neck as I devour her lips. I lean in so she falls back once again. We continue to kiss as she runs her hands down my back. I groan into her mouth and nip her bottom lip.
Taking my time, I kiss my way down her body. When I get to her belly button, I lick, kiss, and nip at the skin around it. Hooking my fingers into her panties, I drag them down her legs and toss them aside with her dress.
I suck in a breath as I look at her glistening lips. Even her pussy is pretty. I lower to my stomach and dive in for my first taste.
I need her nice and wet for me. It’s important to me that she enjoys this. My dad has been drilling in my head since I was fifteen that a woman worth keeping is a woman worth pleasing. Zah needs to be thoroughly pleased after tonight.
“If I do something you don’t like, talk to me. Tell me what you like, okay?” I say as I look up her body.
She nods as she bites her lip while looking back at me nervously. Opening her slick lips with my thumb, I dive in with my tongue. She tastes so fucking good.
I hum and groan as I get into it. Zah starts to move her hips against my face, bringing a smile to my lips. I give it my all as I see she’s enjoying it.
When I add my fingers with my tongue, she bucks away and turns to twist and turn away from me. Reaching for her thigh, I lock her in place as I keep devouring her.
“Oh my God,” she cries out.
“Good? You like that, baby?”
“Yes, I think I’m coming.”
“Come for me, Zah. Let go.”
She laces her fingers in my hair and rides my face as I bring her to climax. When she catches her breath, I climb her sexy body and grab the condom to bite it open and roll it on. I shove my jeans down and palm my shaft to get the rubber on.
When I look up, I find Zah’s widened eyes on me as she chews on her lip. I grin, then lean in to take her lips. She’s kissing me with such hunger.
This is it. I line up with her entrance and place my weight down on top of her. We lock eyes and she gives me a nod.
My mouth falls open as I begin to slide into her. My heart is pumping so fast. What if she hates this? What if she hates me after?
“Bentley, it’s going to be okay. I want it to be you,” she pants as if reading my mind.
I pull back, then push all the way in. I work my jaw as I push through her barrier. Zahirah clings to my back and buries her face in my neck.
I still and take a deep breath. I kiss the side of her face as I regain control. She feels so good around me.
“Are you okay?” I breathe.
“Yes, I think so. Can you move? You’re really deep. It feels weird.”
“It will get better,” I say as I peck her lips and begin to roll my hips.
Zahirah
He’s right, it is getting better. The more I relax, the better it gets. My juices are flowing and making it easier for him to move in and out of me.
His hands are everywhere, but he keeps bringing them back to my breasts. I get the feeling he likes them. I know I love the way his hands feel on me.
I can’t believe we’re doing this. We’ve known each other for so long, this kind of feels weird. Although it also feels so right.
“Ah,” I moan as he thrusts into me.
“Baby, you feel so good. Zah, I want you so much.”
“Bent, you’re so hard. It feels so good. Oh God,” I cry out.
He’s so deep inside me. It still hurts a bit, but the pleasure is overriding the pain. He dips his head to pull my nipple into his mouth as he tilts my hips up and continues to stroke into me.
My stomach coils and my toes curl. Bentley looks into my eyes as he groans and squeezes my boob. I run my hands up his chest and look away from his intense gaze. He reaches beneath my chin, causing me to lift my eyes back to his.
“Don’t be shy. I want to connect with you. We should connect with each other.
“You’re mine, Zah. I want you to feel me deep inside you. In your body and in your heart,” he pants.
I whimper as he pushes my legs back and gets deeper. I didn’t think he could get any deeper. Bentley’s dick isn’t small. I feel so stretched and full.
He keeps working his strong body into mine, making me so wet. Suddenly, he stills to kiss me hard and deep as he pulses inside me. I whimper as he breaks the kiss and pulls out.
I’m left feeling his absence. As if he’s still there, but my body knows he’s not and craves to have him back. The rain is still falling outside the tent, creating a soundtrack for our lovemaking.
“Bentley,” I cry as he goes down on me again.
I look up at the sky through the panel and stare at the stars as he devours me. This is not what I thought it would be like. It’s so much better.
I’m barely coming down from my orgasm when he rolls me on my side to enter me again. He wraps one arm around me tightly and palms my breast with the other as he pumps his hips against me.
“Zah,” he groans into my ear. “Ah, baby. Mm, you’re gonna make me come.”
“I want you to. I want you to feel as good as you’re making me feel.”
He squeezes my breast and starts to thrust faster and harder. My body starts to shake, and my walls squeeze around him. He groans deeply and bites down on my shoulder.
“Bentley,” I scream as I feel like I’ve lost control of my body.
It’s too much, but not enough at the same time. Bentley grabs my hand and laces his fingers with mine, holding them tightly. I cry out and throw my head back.
“Fuck, baby. Fuck,” he growls as warmth fills me.
***
The rain has stopped, but we’re still lying here as Bentley spoons me and nuzzles my neck. This has been the best birthday ever. Bentley drags his hand down my side, then runs his fingertips back over the same path.
The gesture draws goose bumps across my skin. I sigh happily and snuggle closer to him. He kisses the top of my head, causing me to look back at him.
“How are you feeling?”
“I don’t know. Happy, sore, like I want to do it again,” I say and bite my lip.
He chuckles and pecks my lips. “I have one more condom in my wallet. We can make that happen if you really want to.”
“Was I okay?”
“Okay? Zah, you were amazing. That was amazing. Better than I ever dreamed.”
“You dreamed about having sex with me?”
“More times than I want to admit,” he says with a blush.
“It was better than I dreamed too.”
“It will only get better. We already have a deep connection.”
I sigh and close my eyes. A part of me was so afraid he wouldn’t want this after. Hearing him talk like this isn’t the last time is such a relief.
“What are you thinking?”
“This is so unreal. I never thought this would happen. I didn’t think you felt this way for me. I guess I was nervous you would change your mind after.”
He reaches beneath my chin with his finger and lifts my face. I stare into his eyes as he looks back at me. God, he’s so beautiful.
“I’m crazy about you, Zah. This night was so special to me. I’ll never forget it.”
“Thank you.”
“For what?”
I smile back at him. “This night was amazing. The date … and everything else. Thank you for making this birthday special for me.”
He crushes his lips to mine and kisses me deeply. I shiver as he glides his hands over my body. I never want this night to end.
I don’t think I’ll need more time or our game to figure out if I want to be his girlfriend. I’m hooked. I’ve been in love with Bentley for so long; this all feels like a dream.
However, I just might make him sweat a bit since he was such a jerk to me when I arrived. Time will tell. For tonight, I’m just going to bask in the moment and enjoy what he’s doing to my body.
I lace my fingers in his hair as he goes down on me again. God, I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of this. My back bows off the blow-up mattress as he pushes his face in deeper.
“Bentley,” I moan as my toes curl.
Nope. Not going to get tired of this at all.