Chapter 8
Thorne
I am lost to her. This girl has me feeling things I have never felt before.
I love her smile, her spirit, her constant talking.
I love her curves. My hands grip her ass as I pull her against my body.
Needing to be closer. Loving how soft she is.
Her hips. Her ass. The feel of her breasts against my chest. I could spend a lifetime exploring her body.
But if all she will give me is this one night then I am damn well going to take it.
Surely this can’t be wrong when it feels so fucking right.
Lifting her up, holding her tight, I carry her across to the bed.
Putting her on her feet I undress her between kisses.
Fighting the urgency that is riding me to try and appreciate this gift.
Unwrapping her beauty bit by bit. Kissing the soft skin on her shoulder.
Hold the weight of her breasts in my hands.
My hands guiding her, turning her. Loving the feel of her.
I shed my own clothes quickly. Her eyes go wide when I bare my broad chest. Chopping wood and living off the land has kept me in good shape.
But when I lower my pants and she sees my cock.
Erect, proud and throbbing. I hold myself still when she reaches out and wraps her hand around the girth.
I stand her exploration as long as I can, which isn’t long. I am about ready to explode.
That’s when she looks up at me, eyes wide and trusting. “I’ve not done this before.” She whispers.
I had suspected that she might be a virgin.
I feel honoured and blessed that she trusts me with this.
I wish I knew the right words to tell her how much it means to me.
Instead I kiss her deeply. Laying her back on the bed, I take my time, kissing her, touching her.
Making sure she is more than ready for me.
She grips at my back. Her fingers pull at my hair. Her little gasps and moans tell me she is ready. Stroking at her sweet pussy tells me she is wet. But I have to be sure. I would do anything not to hurt her.
Positioning my body over hers, I stroke her open with the tip of my cock.
Entering her just a little. Letting her adjust to my girth.
My cock is huge, throbbing, ready to explode.
But I will not rush this. I move in a little deeper.
Stretching her. She is so tight. Her pussy hugging my cock, pulling me in further. I hold myself back. Muscles straining.
“Are you okay?” Her voice is a sweet, soft whisper. It kills me that she sounds nervous for the first time, but it is taking everything I have not to just push forward and lose myself in her.
All I can do is nod.
“Are you waiting for something?”
I let out a groan. She is so tight. So small. I’ve never been with a virgin before but I know it can hurt and the last thing in the world I want to do is hurt her.
“I’ve read about this in books but I thought you had to, umm, move more.”
I let my forehead rest against hers. Breathing deeply. Muscles straining. Trying to maintain control. I half want to laugh and half want to groan. I love that my sweet little Annie is so chatty, but right now might not be the best time for a conversation.
“If you could not….talk so much.” I can barely get the words out.
“Oh”, and then. “Are we not meant to talk?”
“Annie. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Oh.”
Again I wish I knew the right words. I want this to be amazing for her and I am fucking it up. “Thorne.” Her whispering my name is almost my undoing. My arms are starting to shake. My cock throbs. My heart is racing and I am breathing hard.
“I think…” she whispers, “you’re the boss here. You just do whatever you would normally do. I won’t break.”
Her words are my undoing. With a loud groan I pull back before pushing forward. Deep into her. Breaking through her virgin barrier. She gasps. I feel her nails dig into my shoulders.
“Fuck me.” The words are ripped from me. “You feel so fucking good. Are you okay?”
I hold myself still again. Watching her face as she adapts to the size of me. She seems to be considering things. Her eyes meet mine. I move within her and her eyes go wide with surprise.
“Is this okay?” I whisper softly.
She nods with more enthusiasm. And then, as I start to move slowly in and out of her she tilts her head back and lets out a little moan. Her hips move beneath me. Her back arched, pushing her breasts up towards me. I could bury myself deep within her and come right now.
It’s been a long time but I don’t remember sex feeling this fucking good.
Watching the pleasure on Annie’s face. Finding her most sensitive spots.
Going deep. Going slow. Filling her with my huge cock.
I want her with me forever. In that moment I know that she has saved me.
She has reached into my heart and claimed it as belonging to her for ever after.
My sweet Annie. My woman.
I thrust into her harder and faster. Later we will take it slow.
Later I’m going to pleasure her till she begs me to fuck her all over again.
But right now passion has taken over. The bed is shaking.
Our moans and cries fill the cabin. Her breath is my breath.
Her body, my body, connected. I let her feel the entire length of my cock.
Burring myself balls deep into her sweetness.
And she takes it and calls out for more.
Deeper. Faster. Everything I am rushes to my cock.
Swelling within her. I thrust hard. Harder and faster.
Until, deep within her, I explode. Filling her up with my seed.
Her legs wrapped around me. I feel like I am home. Drained. Happy. Bliss. Safe and loved.
This girl has rescued me. Woken me up to life. A life I plan to spend loving her.