Chapter Six
Kirsty opened her door to him, and before he could step inside, she reached for him.
Ward kicked the door closed behind them and kissed Kirsty at the same time. Damn it. He’d snuck back to see her at lunchtime, just to kiss her, and now it was like it had been a lifetime since he last kissed her. She had the sexiest lips in the world, and he couldn’t get enough of them.
Running his hands down her body, he gripped her ass and pulled her in close. He’d been controlling his arousal all the way over here, but now that control had completely blown up. He was hard as rock.
Kirsty all too soon pulled back. “Evening,” she said.
“Evening, Beautiful.”
She took his hand and this time led him upstairs, and he followed, completely lost in watching her ass.
Closing the door behind them, Ward expected her to lead him to the sofa, like she had done every night he’d been here. Only, she didn’t go to the sofa. This time, she led him straight to the bedroom. Stepping inside, he saw a few candles were lit and the bed sheets had been pulled down. Then he realized that Kirsty was dressed in a silky robe.
He didn’t know what she had on underneath but the glimpse of skin was very tempting to suggest she didn’t have anything else on. Ward knew he only had so much control.
“Kirsty?”
She placed her hand on his chest. “I’m ready.”
“You are?”
“Yes.”
He licked his lips. “I don’t know if I’m going to make this good for you or not.”
She chuckled. “It doesn’t matter if you do or not. I want to be with you, Ward. Do you not want to?”
He took her hand and placed it right over his dick. “Trust me, I want to. I want to very much, but … what if I hurt you?”
She placed her hand in his, and he closed his hand around hers. “You won’t hurt me, not intentionally. It will hurt the first time, but we don’t have to do it just once.”
Fuck. Did she not realize how much she was turning him on?
“I want this, Ward. Don’t you?”
He didn’t want to sound like some horny teenager, so his response was to cup her cheek, draw her in close, and then he kissed her. She let out a moan, and he slid his tongue across her lips, and then delved inside. She was so fucking beautiful and responsive.
Sinking his fingers into her hair, he placed his other hand at her hip, and Kirsty wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing their bodies flush to one another.
He felt the fullness of her tits pressed against him. Sliding the hand at her hip toward her ass, he gripped the full flesh and heard another moan. He just couldn’t resist and he snuck his hand beneath the robe she wore, only to find … skin.
“Kirsty, are you naked?”
“Uh-huh,” she said.
It was the sexiest noise she had ever made.
He broke the kiss and pulled away. The belt seemed to be the most inviting thing, and he tugged at it, loosening the robe, and it fell open, giving more glimpses of her nakedness. Pushing the robe off her shoulders, he watched as it fell to the floor.
Now, he stood before her, completely clothed, while she was naked.
His mouth went dry.
Her tits were full, ripe, and heavy, with nice, large nipples. They were designed to be sucked, and he couldn’t wait any longer. Placing a hand beneath her tit, he lifted it up at the same time, leaned down, and took the nipple into his mouth, sucking on the hard tip. Her sudden intake of breath seemed to echo around the room.
He flicked the tip of her breast and then moved to the next one, sucking it into his mouth and lavishing his attention on the tender bud. Another moan filled the room, going straight to his dick.
“You’re still dressed,” Kirsty said, breathlessly.
Ward didn’t say anything, nor did he step back. He pulled his shirt off his body, and then went for his jeans, and within a matter of minutes, he was completely naked. There was no way for him to hide his full cock, and he wrapped his hand around the length, working from the base up to the tip, then back down again. “Do you like it?” he asked.
He watched as she licked her lips and then he closed the distance between them. The tip of his cock brushed against her stomach, but he gripped the back of her neck, pulling her toward him, and then kissed her hard.
Kirsty kissed him back, only this time as he explored her body, she did the same with him. He didn’t know how he was going to be able to keep in control as she wrapped her fingers around his stiff cock and began to work from the base to the tip.
“Oh, fuck,” he said, stopping his kiss to grit his teeth.
She let him go. “Am I doing this wrong?”
He took her hand and placed it around his cock, and stared into her gorgeous brown eyes. “No, you’re doing everything right.”
Now, it was time for him to explore her pussy. Her first time might not be painless, but he was going to make sure she was completely soaking wet and begging for his cock by the time he was done with her.
One touch to her pussy, and he felt how wet she already was.
Ward was terrified of making this awful for her, but he wanted her so badly. He’d never wanted anyone or anything like he did Kirsty.
He wanted to make this exquisite for her. And nothing was going to stop him.
****
A Few Hours Later
“You’re okay?” Ward asked.
Kirsty pressed a hand to his chest and then did what she never thought she would—she crawled to straddle his lap.
She hadn’t been a virgin for a few hours now. Yes, her first time had been a mix of pain and pleasure, but she wouldn’t trade it for anything. She did cry. Well, not cry exactly, but there were tears in her eyes. It didn’t seem to matter that Ward brought her to orgasm, twice, if not on the precipice of a third orgasm when he finally took her. There had been a small amount of blood on the sheets.
Ward had been insistent on allowing her to have a bath with soothing salts, because apparently that is what all the books suggested. For Kirsty, she insisted on making Ward bathe with her, and then she’d been completely happy. No complaints from her.
After she’d soaked in the tub, they had gotten out, changed the sheets together, enjoyed some food, and now they were back in her bed. She knew it was late, but she didn’t care. There was no way she would be able to sleep.
Leaning over him, she took possession of his lips, and he ran his hands up her thighs.
“Babe, if you keep doing this, and touching my cock, I don’t think I’m going to have much restraint.”
“Good,” Kirsty said.
“You’re not sore?”
“No.” She didn’t know if she was going to be sore in the morning, but right now, all she wanted was to be with Ward.
She leaned back and reached down, grasping his thick, hard length. Lining the tip to her entrance, she slowly began to lower herself onto his length, taking him inch by inch inside her. They both cried out as she did this.
It was stupid, but she didn’t want to stop.
This was foolish.
Ward didn’t say a word, and in that moment, she knew they hadn’t even stopped the first time to put on a condom. They were both behaving irrationally.
Ward slid his hands up to cup her breasts, teasing the nipples before sliding back down to touch her clit. The moment he stroked her nub, she lost all sense of thought and simply gave herself up to him.
He stroked her clit and Kirsty closed her eyes, basking in the pleasure. She didn’t for a second believe she would be able to come a fourth time, but he surprised her again, sending her higher toward the stars, and when she didn’t think there was a way to reach them, he sent her over the edge.
Even before it was over, he slid them around and drew her legs up high onto his waist as he began to fuck her, driving in hard and deep.
She moaned his name and he growled hers. The only sounds were of their pleasure and they seemed to echo off the walls. The slapping of their bodies was the most erotic sound, and the greatest feeling. His large cock hit a point within her that made her cry out with pleasure.
“I’m not going to last.”
He drove inside her one final time, and she felt the hard kick of his cock as he began to spill his seed.
Ward collapsed over her once his orgasm subsided, and Kirsty wrapped her arms around him, closing her eyes. She suddenly felt tired.
“You’re not in any kind of pain?” he asked.
“No, none.”
“Good.” He kissed her lips, easing out of her, and then moved in behind her. “Do you mind if I stay the night?” Ward asked.
“No, I don’t mind.”
He wrapped his arm around her waist, drawing her back against him. Her ass nestled against his pelvis. His cock was no longer hard, but she felt the length of it pressing against her.
Ward kissed her neck, and she felt so … complete. So at ease.
“Good night,” he said.
“Good night, Ward.”
Kirsty didn’t think she would be able to sleep with Ward in her bed holding her, but as the seconds ticked by, sleep claimed her.