23. Lavender Sunset #2
I stared at her beautiful breasts, salivating at memory of how they felt in my mouth last night. Seeking out her eyes, I wet my lips and held out my hand to her. With measured steps, she closed the distance between us and straddled my lap.
Damn, I wanted her. So fucking much.
“You’re beautiful,” I rasped before digging one hand into her hair, gripping the back of her head, and pulled her in for a scorching kiss.
As our urgency for each other grew, my other hand wandered to her breast, rolling her nipple.
It was even more sensitive than last night, making her writhe against me.
Removing my hand from her hair, I held her waist to keep her from falling, but it drifted lower until I was squeezing that damn fine ass of hers.
The problem was, though, that as she rubbed her panty-clad mound against me, I could feel my control slipping.
“Paul,” she said with desperation as she pushed my head lower.
Using my tongue on her nipple, I swirled it and sucked as hard as I could until she squeaked. I stopped immediately, concerned.
“Softer,” she said, encouraging me to try again.
So, despite my hunger for her, I forced myself to be softer. Hearing her breathy voice whisper my name had me on edge, but I kept with what she liked. This was all about her pleasure.
Maggie gripped my head to keep me right where I was, so maybe I was new at this, but the sound of ecstasy she made gave me hope that I was doing something really damn right.
Or maybe not.
With her hands on my jaw, she pulled my chin up. “Do you know how long I’ve waited for you to want me?”
Okay, this was good.
This time, when she went to unbuckle my belt, I let her. Maybe it was shock at her words, but she was already popping the button and lowering the zipper before I could process the feel of her hand on my shaft.
By the time her lips were barely brushing my ear, I had to bite down on my lower lip to hold myself back from coming too soon.
“Every time I pushed you into the pond since we were sixteen, it had something to do with you not kissing me. Didn’t you know how much I wanted your lips on mine?”
Her admission floored me. Carefully, I guided her eyes to meet mine. Our chest heaved with all the emotions building between us.
As I stared into her vulnerable hazel eyes, I wondered how I could explain why I’d stayed away from her then. How could I say how much I’d wanted her then, too?
Not knowing what words to use, I showed her how I felt instead, kissing her with everything I had. When my body quivered with need, I toed off my boots quickly. Then, my instincts took over as I secured her to my chest, never breaking the kiss as I knelt forward, lowering her to the ground.
“Are you okay?” I asked, noticing that despite my reckless decision to take her right here on the ground, I aimed well enough that most of her upper half was on our shirts.
“So good,” she murmured before rising up to reclaim my lips.
Pulling me back down to cover her with my body, I couldn’t help but notice how well we fit together. It wasn’t until she had me half out of my mind that I felt my bare cock rub against a damp place on her panties. Her skirt must have ridden up on the way down.
While she reached for my shaft, I kissed down her belly, tugging up her skirt high enough that it wouldn’t be in my way.
A thin pair of lavender panties waited there, now soaking wet.
I glanced up at her with the question in my eye.
She gave me a nod, so I kissed up her thighs, pushing my nose to her center.
Damn, her scent was driving me wild. With a less-than-gentle tug, I retrieved the panties as my prize, tossing them aside and leaving her bare before me in the moonlight.
My breath came erratically as I memorized her every curve. Under my gaze, instead of being bashful, Maggie lifted one arm over her head. Never shying away from me, she continued to tempt me, making me feel like the luckiest man alive.
“Now you,” she said.
Pulling out my wallet to have easier access to a condom, I wanted to be ready if we decided to take it that far.
“I love that you still have it,” she said, leaning up on one elbow. “That means a lot to me.”
“Always,” I said, setting it safely on the log. “Kept everything you gave me.”
Already kneeling, I pushed to my feet, shoving my pants and boxers down, as well as my socks. It was a first for me, standing naked on the farm, but it felt important to let her see all of me for the first time, too. Standing before her, I didn’t shy away from her scrutiny either.
Maggie’s eyes widened as they roamed all over me while she bit her lower lip. “Oh, wow.”
Falling to my knees in between her legs, I locked onto her eyes. “It seems fitting that our first time is here.”
She nodded. “It does.”
Sitting up, she ran her hands down my chest, curiously reaching for my erect cock.
“Go ahead,” I rasped, bracing myself for sudden rush of arousal that hits the moment her hand wraps around it.
I sucked in a breath at the feel of her hand gripping it gently, then pumping it.
“Does it hurt?” she asked, wincing as she stilled her hand.
I shook my head, trying to keep control of myself. “Not even a little. Feels good.”
With a nervous laugh, she tilted her head to look up at me. “Can’t imagine it could fit. What if I’m too small?”
Something sinful slid down my spine, knowing that wouldn’t be the case. “That’s why I’m gonna do some things to help get you ready for me.”
Lowering onto my haunches, I cupped her cheek before pressing a gentle kiss to her lips.
As we kissed, I pushed forward until she reclined back to the ground.
Resting beside her, I kept kissed her as my hand slipped down her stomach, then to her thigh.
She shivered, clinging to my arm with soft pants in between kisses as I softly traced the apex of her thighs.
She widened her legs, inviting me to touch her.
Reluctantly, I still my hand as I pulled my lips away, pressing my forehead to hers. I had to ask. I had to know for sure.
“You want this, right?” I asked, enjoying the way we’d become tangled, but hoping she did, too.
“So much,” she whispered.
“And if there’s anything I do that you don’t like, you’ll tell me?”
Her eyes sparkled in the moonlight. “Mm-hmm.”
To start, then, I tried to relax her with deep kisses her while tenderly slipping one finger in her warm, liquid heat.
Maggie gasped at the initial intrusion. As my finger became coated in her arousal, her hips moved toward my hand.
Slowly, I moved my finger the way I’d read about, searching around for that place.
Some sort of spot there would make her feel amazing.
It took a few minutes, some patience and circling, but when I heard her moan, I knew I’d found that little bundle of nerves.
Staying with it, I circled my finger around it, studying her face to make sure she liked it.
A soft cry caught in the back of her throat as I continued, then her breaths came faster.
It took a few minutes to work her up, but when I added my lips to her nipple, she moaned enough for me to know I was doing it right.
When I was concerned others would hear, though, I slanted my mouth over hers and stifled what I hoped was her first climax.
And hell, swallowing her scream of satisfaction made me even harder.
Bringing her to a climax once made me want to give her more. I’d heard it was possible, so tonight, we’d find out whether multiples were a myth.
Slow and steady, I kept up the same motions that she seemed to love so much.
After I brought her to climax two more times, she grabbed my head and kissed me hard as she pushed me onto my back.
Placing the lower lips of her sex against my shaft, she rubbed on me, starting an all-consuming inferno building between us.
I was in such a state, I chased her lips up into a sitting position, not realizing why she’d pulled away until I saw her looking around us.
“Condoms are in my wallet,” I murmured.
She leaned over, giving me access to keep her fires stoked as I found her swollen bundle of nerves again. The stimulation made her fumble with the wallet, but she managed to get the condom.
While I rubbed her button, she tore open the package and pulled out the condom. “Just like in health class, right?”
She held my shaft firm, making me falter in rubbing her, as she set it on my tip and rubbed it down. It was everything in my power not to come right there, but I held back. I was never coming before her again.
When she was done, I deliberately pulled my finger from her, licking it off slowly as she watched. The way she wet her lips made me wonder if she’d want a taste someday, but I wouldn’t rush her.
When her eyes returned to mine, I couldn’t read the expression on her face. Usually, I knew what she was thinking, but her eyes shone with something new.
“Um, I don’t want to hurt you,” she said, as she positioned herself over me.
Reaching up, I cupped her jaw. “You won’t. Brace yourself on my chest. It’s fine. I won’t break.”
With my back on the ground and the condom in place, this was starting to feel more real.
“You good?” I asked when she hesitated, staring at my erect cock.
She bit her lower lip. “I’m a little nervous.”
I leaned up, pressing a kiss to her lips. “Maybe I am, too.”
This had been a long time coming. Our first time deserved to be incredible, but that was too much pressure. I didn’t want it to be a flurry of chaos; I wanted to feel everything with her. So, going slowly, we took everything one step at a time.