Chapter Ten
P at locked the door . He was not going to risk any interruptions. Not that the guys made it a habit if his door was closed. However, once alcohol was involved, most of sanity went out of the window.
Turning to Ava, he saw that she had perched on his bed. The black hair was cute, but he looked forward to when it was washed out.
“Hey,” Ava said.
“I have never been with a virgin,” Pat said.
“You haven’t?”
“No.”
She smiled at him. “Then I will get to be your first.”
Ava would be his one and only. Pat didn’t say that, though. Ava was so much younger than him.
Even as he knew she should be with someone her own age, he couldn’t do it. There was no way he could allow anyone else to be with her. It just wasn’t right. Ava belonged to him. Once they crossed this line, he would never let her go.
“Come here,” he said.
Ava stepped into his arms, and he pulled her in close. She tilted her head back, and he looked into her trusting blue eyes. He made a vow to never hurt her, to never betray her, and to treat her like the queen she was.
“It’s going to hurt,” he said.
“I know.”
“But I want to make it good for you. Will you trust me?” he asked.
“I trust you.”
He nodded.
Tucking some of her hair behind her ear, he stroked a finger to beneath her chin, and forced her to look up at him.
“You’re beautiful, you know that, right?”
She shook her head.
“Well, you are.”
He took possession of her lips, kissing her gentle at first. Making love to her lips, and then he deepened the kiss, taking her lips and going a little firmer now.
She let out a moan, and he swallowed it down.
Sliding his tongue across her full lips, she opened her lips and he took full advantage.
Plunging his tongue into her mouth, he touched her tongue with his.
They both groaned, and he reached behind her back taking hold of the zipper, and he gave it a tug.
The zipper began to move, and he eased it until it would not go any further.
She pulled away from him, breaking the kiss, and then the dress fell to her hips, and all he had to do was give it a little push to have it around her ankles. Now, she was standing in a bra that didn’t have any straps, and a pair of sheer panties. She was a dream.
Moving her back toward the bed, he held her hips and lowered her down to the bed, sinking to his knees as he did so.
He took her lips once again, exploring her mouth, and then he broke from the kiss. Feeling behind the back of the bra, he eased the clasps with his fingers, opening it. The sounds she made echoed around the room, and he just knew they were not fake.
With the bra gone, her tits spilled forward, and he captured them within his palms and started to massage the nipples. They were more than a generous handful. He pressed them together, as he traced his lips down her neck, going toward her chest.
This time, he didn’t tease but went straight for her nipples. Sucking one delicious tit into his mouth, and then he traveled to the next nipple and sucked that one.
Alternating between the two, he sucked at her nipples, relishing the sounds she made as he felt her legs press together. She was so sensitive. He had a feeling she would be soaking wet already.
Sliding his hands through her knees, he touched her fabric-covered pussy, and then he slid a finger beneath her panties. She was soaking wet. There was no way he was going to be able to be gentle. He gripped her panties and tore them from her body.
“You broke them,” she said.
“I’ll buy you new ones,” he said, and he had every intention of doing just that. He eased her back on the bed. “Trust me.”
“I do.”
And that was a heady feeling—his woman trusting him. His cock hardened at the thought. Actually, it just got harder, because he was already thick with need.
Pat spread her legs, and she had a tiny patch of hair on her pussy, and he had no problem with that at all. He knew some men liked their women bald down below, but he wasn’t one of them. He wanted his woman to be all woman.
Running the tips of his fingers up the outside of her thighs, he stroked up, going toward her pussy.
He spread the lips of her sex apart, and he heard her gasp.
He was gentle. No other man had ever touched her, and he wanted to take his sweet time, allowing her to get used to the feel of him.
Another moan escaped her as he ran his fingers through the fine hairs of her cunt.
Stunning. So fucking stunning, so beautiful. And all his.
Pat had never had anything that belonged to him before in every single way possible. Ava was the first, and she was going to be the only.
He kissed her knee. Reaching up, he gripped her hips and started to pull her down so that she was toward the edge of the bed. As he did so, he kissed up the inside of her thigh, moving toward her pussy.
To tease her a little more and to heighten her need, he switched to her other leg, kissing up the inside, and then he went to her pussy. He used the tips of his fingers to spread her cunt.
He didn’t go near her entrance, and instead focused on her clit. Closing the distance, he took her clit between his teeth and sucked on it. She cried out and writhed against him, working her pussy against his face.
Pat let go of the lips of her sex, and then pressed his face against her pussy. He sucked her clit into his mouth, bit down just a little, and then soothed out the slight pain with more pleasure. She moaned and screamed his name. And it echoed off the walls.
Sinking his hands beneath her ass, he gripped the flesh and then ravished her pussy.
He didn’t hold back because he wanted her soaking wet.
This was going to hurt, but he was going to make sure she was prepared for everything he did to her.
He had never cared for his name, but the way Ava said it, in the throes of pleasure, was a heady experience.
Pat sensed the change within her, and how her orgasm was fast approaching. He didn’t let up, but focused on her clit and her need. When she went over the edge, Pat didn’t stop.
He continued to force her to ride out that wave, to go to the next level, to push her over the edge, and then she hurtled into a second orgasm.
The temptation to give her a third orgasm was strong, but he held himself back instead.
There would be time for that later. For now, he wanted to get his dick balls-deep inside her, and stake his claim for good.
Pat moved her up the bed, and as he removed his clothes, he did so with speed. At the same time, he was tempted to grab a condom. It would be the right thing for him to do. He didn’t know if Ava was on the pill, also she was young, and having a baby might not be in her future.
He knew it was wrong, and he should ask her. But, he didn’t.
He crawled between her spread thighs, and stared down into what he considered the perfect blue eyes.
They were so bright, so trusting, and he had a feeling so loving as well.
Ava would make a great mother. She was going to be an amazing wife.
Pat realized he was already jumping the gun, but he knew what he wanted.
Taking possession of her lips, he kissed her hard, not wanting to stop, but knowing he was going to have to.
“I’m sorry,” he said.
He reached for his cock, held onto his stiff erection, and lined it up with her pussy. At first, he slid between her wet slit, bumping her clit, hoping to create more pleasure. The truth was, he was putting off the inevitable.
He wanted to fuck her hard. He needed to break through her virginity. This was going to hurt.
Finally, he didn’t hold back, moved to her entrance, and then, staring into her eyes, he did what he didn’t want to do. He hurt her. The pain flashed in her eyes, and the moans of pleasure she had been giving him most of the night faded to ones of pain.
He thrust balls-deep, not stopping until she had taken the whole length of his dick, and then he held himself still. Didn’t make a sound.
Pat hated himself for hurting her. There was nothing else he could do. He had taken her virginity. Ava now belonged to him. Every single inch of her was his. He was not letting her go.
By picking him to be her first, it had cemented their life together. She was his queen, and he was going to give her everything her heart desired.
“I’m sorry,” he said.
Tears filled her eyes, and he hated himself for what he had done.
“It’s fine.”
“No, it’s not. I shouldn’t have hurt you.” He gritted his teeth.
She cupped his cheek. “Stop it. The pain is fading.”
He didn’t believe her. However, it was impossible not to, considering she started to wriggle onto his cock.
“Babe, you’re going to have to stop,” he said.
She didn’t. She pulled off his cock, and then began to rock against him. Pat only had so much self-control, and she pushed him to the limit.
There was nothing he could do, and rather than risk ruining her first time, he took hold of her hands and pressed them either side of her head. Locking her against the bed and his body.
Lifting up, he began to rock gently inside her, and as he did so, he stared into her eyes, waited and watched, looking for any sign that she struggled. If she looked in pain, he was going to stop. At no point was he going to hurt her. She was everything to him.
There was no sign of pain, and she met him thrust for thrust, and he started to speed up, rocking harder within her, making her take more of his cock as he delved inside her cunt. She was so incredibly tight, just as he knew she would be.
Her pussy tightened around him, and Pat knew there was never going to be anyone else quite like Ava. She was everything.
The pleasure built rapidly within him, taking him by surprise. It had been a long time since he was with a woman. Ava was the first woman to pique his interest, and he tried to hold back, to give himself some time, but he wasn’t prepared for all the feelings to come washing over him.