Chapter Twenty-One #2
“What here? Now?” he asks, sounding shocked.
“Right here, right now. I need you, Aston, we’ve waited long enough,” I say, and he leans in, kissing me. His kiss deepens, then suddenly he groans and pulls away with a frown on his face.
“What?” I ask, suddenly feeling rejected.
“No, it’s not that I don’t want to. It’s just, I don’t have a… well… any protection,” he says, and I exhale and close my eyes, wishing that weren’t the truth.
“Annie?” he says, getting off me and standing up.
I open my eyes to see his cock standing straight up against his solid as a rock abdomen, and I know he wants this as much as I do.
“Search the room,” I say, and he raises an eyebrow and smirks.
“Really?” he replies, and I nod and lean up on my elbows.
“Yes, this is a rock concert. Whoever this green room belongs to will surely have condoms somewhere?” I ask, and Aston smiles like I’m a genius.
“Okay,” he says and walks naked over to the mirrored vanity and pulls open some drawers. He searches through them, then raises his hand in the air and laughs.
“Got one,” he says, turning to face me. “Actually, I have heaps,” he states as he lets the long line of condoms fall from his hand. I giggle and lick my lips while my heart races.
This is really about to happen!
I am going to lose my virginity to my best friend.
He walks back to me and sits down as I lie back on the sofa. Aston looks me in the eyes and caresses my cheek. “Are you sure you want to do this, Lennox. We can’t take it back once it’s done,” he tells me, and I nod and smile.
“Aston, I’ve been waiting a whole year to do this with you.
We’re alone, and we will be until the end of the concert.
Right now, I want you inside of me so badly I think I might pass out from excitement,” I say, and he smiles and leans in, kissing me.
He pulls back and rips one of the sachets from the bundle, and then pulls the packet open with his teeth.
I never thought opening a condom wrapper could look sexy, but holy fuck am I panting right now with that little move.
He pulls it out and slides it over his thick dick and pinches the end.
Slowly, he moves over the top of me, and I part my legs so he can slide in between them.
He looks down at me as his chest meets mine, and I notice we’re both panting.
My heart is racing, and I have no idea what this is going to feel like.
The tension between us is palpable. My skin is sparking at his touch, feeling like static electricity is striking every inch of me.
He looks into my eyes as he positions his cock at my opening.
“Are you really sure, Annie? ’Cause I can stop at any time,” he says, and I smile and lean up, kissing his lips gently.
I pull back and run my hands through his hair. I’m shaking. I know he is, too, and as I look into his eyes, I know this is the right thing for both of us. My fingers tremble against his scalp, and he gently caresses my cheek.
“I’m ready, Aston. I’ve never been more ready.
I want you, all of you. No doubt,” I say, and he smiles and leans in, kissing me softly as I bend my knees and bring my legs around his waist. He moves into position, and I feel his tip slide in slowly and stop.
I look into his eyes, and he looks at me, making sure I’m okay.
“I’m fine, Ast. It’s okay, we’re ready. Go all the way.
I trust you,” I say, and he nods, and he leans his forehead against mine, and he slowly eases inside of me, every inch of him stretches me, and the feeling is foreign to me.
It feels good, it hurts at the same time, but it’s a good ache.
He pushes in entirely, and I clench my eyes shut and gasp as a slight sting of pain rips through my abdomen.
“You okay?” he asks, caressing my cheek. “Annie?” he asks, sounding concerned.
I open my eyes and look into his as I catch my breath. “I’m good, just need a moment,” I say, and he furrows his brows.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No way.” I lean up to kiss him, and I feel his body relax, and I kiss him vigorously.
He slowly pulls back and then moves in again, and it still hurts, but nowhere near like what his first thrust did.
He groans, and I run my fingers through his hair as he kisses me passionately.
I feel his eyes on me, so I open mine and look straight into his.
They’re glistening, with a bright sparkle.
The blue is mesmerizing, and I get lost looking into them.
He moves out and in again, and this time the pain is almost gone, and the pleasure is starting to take its place.
My heart is racing, and my skin is tingling so much that every touch from him feels like the first time—a very exciting first time.
I close my eyes and start to move my hips with him.
He’s moving very slowly, and I think that’s because he doesn’t want to hurt me, but right now, all I feel is amazing.
My insides are pulsating, and the feeling of being joined with him in every way is heightening the pleasure for me.
I want to be like this forever. He starts moving a little faster, and he’s breathing so fast I think he might hyperventilate.
“Oh God, Annie,” he says and breaks our kiss, moving his face down into the crook of my neck and shoulder. He continues to move as he trails feather-light kisses along my jaw.
I clench my eyes tight while the overwhelming feeling inside of me makes me feel like I’m bathing in a bright light.
I feel like I’m shining light from every pore, if that is even possible.
This is a feeling I’ve never experienced in my life, and I know, right here and now, that I only want to share it with Aston for as long as I live.
The connection I feel to him right now is out-of-this-world good, and I never knew it could feel so…
outstanding, amazing, undeniably mesmerizing.
I begin to pant, and my breathing is erratic. “Aston,” I moan his name, and he kisses back up to my lips as he continues to move inside me.
I feel so good, I’m tingling in places I never knew existed, and a warm sensation flows over my body. Aston starts moving faster, and he seems a little clumsier, but it is still amazing.
“Fuck, I’m so close,” he says, and I move my lips back to his and kiss him frantically as we both move in unison.
I don’t think I’m going to orgasm, but it still feels great.
I don’t even care, as long as I get to keep doing this with him, the world will be a great place.
He pushes faster now, striving for his climax, and I try to move with him, but we seem to be out of sync with each other, but it still feels good anyway.
He starts to groan, and his breathing quickens. I know he’s close and I want to make this great for him, so I move with him as best I can.
“Oh, Annie,” he says and groans again. “You feel so good,” he says, then pushes harder. The tingles are getting more pronounced throughout my body. I’m working up a sweat, and I’m starting to breathe rushed as well.