23. Hazel
Ilaid in Jareth’s arms, feeling like for every two steps forward we moved one step back. Today was two steps forward at least. Deep down, I knew we could work. I needed Jareth to see it too.
His gentle breath puffed against the top of my head and the heat from his naked body cocooned me. The gentle up and down motion of his hand on my spine was meant to be soothing, instead it was anything but that. Tiny sparks leapt under my skin at his touch. I wanted more and if the burgeoning length of his cock poking into my leg was any indication, he did too.
Outside by the pool, my heart had pounded and nerves almost made me want to lie at Jareth’s feet in a puddle. I had no idea what I was doing. The few times I’d sucked off a boyfriend, I hadn’t enjoyed it, and even though they came, I had no idea what they liked.
Jareth’s face taut with tension, the tremble in his legs, and the whispered swears all told me he loved it as much as I did. For the first time in an intimate relationship, I felt powerful. That my inexperience wasn’t holding me hostage. It was all about doing what we wanted to make each other feel good.
A tiny growl left my mouth.
“Sunshine?” Jareth’s voice held a note of concern.
I didn’t blame him. I had shoved him into a pool and then proceeded to cry my eyes out over a surprise Christmas tree.
“I’m ready,” I announced, determination straightened my shoulders, as I gave my decision to him.
“For?” he asked with his trademark raised eyebrow.
I swallowed, trying to force moisture into my incredibly dry mouth. “For sex.”
Jareth seemed to have the opposite problem as he choked on his own spit.
Heat skated across my cheek as I rubbed his chest. His very sexy chest with a light sprinkling of hair that trailed down over his abs. My fingertips grazed his nipples, wondering if they were sensitive.
Jareth sucked in a breath. I guess they were.
He’d turned his face away when he started coughing, but now his intense gaze swung back to me. “Sunshine,” he said, his voice as rough as sandpaper. “You can’t get back your first time.”
I rolled my eyes and gave him a ridiculously wide grin. “That’s not what I hear. I have friends that said they went so long without sex it was like they were born-again virgins.”
He didn’t laugh like I intended. Instead, he continued to stare at me.
A horrible thought occurred to me. “Don’t you want to?” I asked, my face stricken, doubts suddenly creeping up. What if he didn’t want to sleep with a virgin? Some guys were super into it, so I was sure there had to be guys that weren’t.
“Hey.” He threaded his fingers through my hair and pulled. The hard tug pushed some of my panic away, helping me focus. “I’ve wanted to have your legs wrapped around me and my cock driving into your pussy for a very long time.”
His bluntness had me squeezing my thighs together. I wanted him so much I ached. “Me too.”
Jareth gently brushed the piece of hair that had settled on my forehead behind my ear. The hand in my hair tugged and my head tilted to the side. I loved that he could control me and my body so easily.
His lips descended and the moment they touched mine the kiss bruised my lips, branding me, searing his heat into them. The ferocity behind his touch made me realize he’d been holding back. “Your body belongs to me,” he demanded, his voice deep, possessive.
“Yes,” I whispered. “All yours.” I wanted to say ‘for eternity’ but didn’t want to push my luck.
Not giving me a moment to second guess myself, his mouth was on mine. Aggressively taking what he wanted. And I loved it. His palm slid to the base of my throat. That firm touch had all my nerves lighting up like fireworks and sent a shiver down my spine.
I moaned as his tongue slipped between my lips, swirling and dueling with my own. With each stroke, the feeling in my core grew. A fluttery, achy, tightness that had me moving restlessly against his naked body.
His fingers skated from my elbow to my wrist. He pulled my hand above my head, stationing it there with the weight of his arm.
“I like when you move me,” I admitted a little hesitantly. “I’m not sure what to do or where to put myself and it eases my nervousness.” I was ready for him to position me wherever he liked. I wanted to experience it all.
“I love hearing you tell me what you want, Sunshine.” His deep voice rolled over me, driving up my desire.
My hips bucked, only finding solace when his knee parted my legs coming to rest between my thighs. I moaned. “I want you.”
He smiled. A rare, genuine smile, unlike the smirk he often wore. “I want this to be special for you.”
I fluttered my eyelashes, to hold back the tears that popped up out of nowhere. “Okay.”
He placed a gentle kiss on my lips. “I want to see your body. Take off your shirt and pants.”
I was all for anything that was going to get me to my end goal. The two of us entwined showing each other physically how much we meant to each other. He might not have said he loved me yet, but I knew he felt it. It was in the way his eyes grew softer when he looked at me and the gentle way he touched my body. It was how he prioritized my happiness using the things he’d cataloged from previous conversations and interactions. He was using it for pleasure instead of to gain control. Jareth didn’t do this for anyone except for me.
Goosebumps broke out across my skin at the image of him driving his dick into me. I yanked my clothes off my body and tossed them, not caring where they landed.
He propped himself up with his hands beside my body almost in plank position. It gave me a better view of his hard, angry cock that pointed upward. With soft gentle kisses and nips, he made his way across my soft stomach that had more jiggle than abs and it was like he either didn’t notice or care. I loved my body as it was and I loved that he did too.
I thought when he reached my pussy he’d immediately go down on me, so when he bypassed that spot to grip and kiss my right ankle, I let out a sigh. “Are you torturing me?” I grumbled.
I felt his grin against my calf. Then he licked his way up to my knee and then my thigh and holy moly! Between the scrape of his scruff and how his tongue lightly ran over my skin, I was trembling. Nerve endings in my legs I didn’t know existed must have been connected straight to my core with the way it ached for him.
My breathing stuttered, and my hips gyrated. Not able to take anymore I slipped my finger down to circle my throbbing nub. I let out a sigh of relief.
Jareth’s lips left my leg so suddenly a breeze made me shiver as it crossed the wet line he licked.
My eyes popped open. “What are you doing?”
“Did I tell you to touch yourself?” he asked.
My finger paused in its quest to help me reach my orgasm. “Uh, no, but?—”
“You liked it when I took control. Does that not hold true?” Damn it. He wasn’t wrong and even having him ask me this lit my body on fire.
“I do,” I insisted.
“Then don’t touch yourself unless I tell you to or I will stop.”
I shook my head. Heck no. “I’ll wait, but do you think you could hurry it up a bit?”
He raised an eyebrow. Okay, then the answer to that was no.
“Your first orgasm tonight will be by my mouth and fingers. If you listen well then the next will be on my cock.”
I nodded a little too enthusiastically.
“I have condoms.” I appreciated that he was being responsible. “And I was tested after the last time I was with someone months ago.”
“I have an IUD, you know because of painful periods, so I’m not worried about pregnancy, and of course I’m clean. That’s the guarantee when you’re a virgin, right?” I shut my mouth. I needed to stop talking before I completely ruined the mood.
“No condom then.” The planes of his face softened. “If anything doesn’t feel good or if I say something that you don’t like. You need to tell me, Hazel.”
“I will,” I promised.
He nodded. “I think we’ve got the important things covered.” He settled himself between my thighs.
“No, wait.”
He froze.
“You have to do the same. I want this to be good for you too. You need to tell me what you do and don’t like or if I can do something differently.”
“You have my word.” Our eyes met and in his I saw the same promise. He placed a kiss to the side of my knee then proceeded to work his way up my leg again. My lady bits danced a jig as he got closer and closer, and then he started down the left leg.
While what he was doing fanned the flames of my desire higher, I wanted his mouth somewhere else. This time I held off complaining, knowing the wait would be worth it. Finally, he came up my right leg, and as he got closer to the junction between my thighs, he laid his heavy forearm across my stomach.
“Are you holding me in place? You did that before. Why?” I was genuinely curious. I’d only had one boyfriend go down on me. It was fast and not all that good. The jerk had stopped before I even orgasmed.
His surprised look quickly disappeared when a satisfied smirk took its place. “If you have to ask, then anyone that has licked this delectable pussy hasn’t done their job right.”
He flattened his tongue and ran it straight up from my opening to my clit. His tongue flicked and circled the hidden nub. I loved that Jareth clearly knew what he was doing. For the first time ever, my body tingled in anticipation of what was to come. Electricity shot through me, and my body jerked violently at the delicious sensation. It only got worse as he lightly licked it. I thought I was delirious with pleasure now, but when he slid first one finger then another into me, I practically levitated.
“So good, so good. Jareth, don’t stop. Whatever you do, please don’t stop.” Now I understood why he needed to hold me down. My hips had a life of their own.
His tongue sped up, and his fingers curled, hitting a spot that made me almost sit straight up. The orgasm that had been slowly building with each swipe of his hand and tongue, started barrelling toward me.
My desperate moans only seemed to fuel his desire. “You are so fucking sexy,” he whispered between each suck of my clit.
I panted, my stomach trembled, and I knew what was coming and I was here for it. My legs shook so hard I thought he might lay down on top of them to get them to stop. Instead, he whispered words of encouragement.
“Fuck, yes.” and “Every time you shake I know you’re getting that much closer.” and my personal favorite. “It’s time for you to come so I can suck up every last bit of your juices. I want it to coat my beard and have it running down my chin.”
It was the last one that threw me over the edge. A high-pitched squeak left my mouth and my back bowed. Any breath in my body evaporated leaving me gasping. My muscles tightened and my body shook uncontrollably. Jareth pulled his fingers out from me only to replace them with his tongue.
“You did so fucking good, Sunshine.” His words of praise left me lightheaded and intensified everything I was feeling. “I love the way you taste. I could lick this pussy for hours.”
At my groan, he laughed. “I won’t though.”
I sighed in relief.
Jareth crawled up my body and laid next to me. “Still doing okay?”
“Better than okay.” I smiled at him. “I’m ready for more.”
He rolled over and shifted to fit his body on top of mine. I slid my hands up his arms and looped them around his neck. As he lay nestled between my thighs, I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist, wanting him as close to me as possible. I had no doubts about wanting to make love to him.
The tip of his cock teased my entrance. “Are you sure you’re okay without using a condom?”
“Yes. I’m ready, Jareth.” I kept my gaze steady on his trying to communicate with my eyes and my words that I had no regrets.
He grabbed my thigh and held it up as his hips nudged forward, a little at a time. I drew in a quick, deep breath and held it. Would my first time hurt like I’d heard? I must have tensed because he immediately stopped.
“Sunshine?”
“I’m fine.” I dropped my hand and lightly traced my fingers over his chest. “I’m just anticipating when it might hurt and it’s distracting me. Maybe you could just quickly push in all the way so I don’t have to keep wondering?”
He frowned. “I don’t?—”
“Once that parts over then it’ll be fine.” I wanted to enjoy this moment with Jareth, not be anxiously awaiting what it might feel like to end my virginity.
Jareth kissed the tip of my nose. “I won’t rush your first time.”
I let out a huff of frustration.
“You’ve waited this long. You deserve slow and sweet.”
I opened my mouth to remind him that I hadn’t preserved my virginity like a medieval maiden. I just hadn’t found someone I trusted enough to experience sex with until now. Before I could respond he continued, “Let’s take this slow. If you feel pain we can stop.”
I ran my nails over his nipples, loving the way his gaze heated. “I don’t want to stop. It’s my body, Jareth. I should get to make this decision.”
He raised his eyebrow at my bratty tone. “True, it is. But we’re not stopping, just waiting until your body is ready for me to go deeper.”
I grumbled my consent.
He twined his fingers with mine and held them above my head. He was now pushing forward faster than before but not quite fast enough for my liking.
I tilted my hips, causing him to slide further in. I tensed when an unfamiliar tug and the feel of my body stretching started. It didn’t hurt exactly, it was more uncomfortable.
“Are you okay?” he asked, concern evident in his warm gaze.
“I am.” I smiled up at him. “Just give me a second.”
He stilled, keeping his eyes firmly on mine. His hand reached up to lightly caress my cheek. This was the sweet man I knew was hidden far too often beneath his hard candy shell. He’d wait forever if I asked him too.
I turned my face to kiss the fingers on my cheek. “I’m good. Just getting used to the feeling of you inside me.” I experimentally clenched the muscles in my core. Now instead of discomfort, an achy, needy feeling replaced it.
He shuddered while he slowly withdrew his cock.
I shook as I waited eagerly for him to push back in.
“Only if you’re ready, Sunshine.”
“I’m so ready.” My body shifted restlessly beneath him. I didn’t want him to handle me like I was a piece of glass. To show him just how ready I was, I placed my hands on his butt, forcing him to sink back into me.
“Fuck,” He murmured. “You feel so fucking amazing wrapped around me.”
“Do not go slow,” I demanded and let out a moan.
Was I on my way to becoming addicted to him if my first thought was that I wanted to stay connected like this forever?
He groaned as he slid out to the tip and then plunged back in.
“Yes, faster. Oh, wow. This feels even better than I imagined it would.” At my confession, a teasing spark entered his eyes and a satisfied smirk settled on his lips.
“Then let’s make sure this whole night is better than anything you thought it would be.”
I shuddered, excitement thrumming through me, at the promise in his voice. My stomach swirled like the gentle flutter of butterfly wings at knowing that my dreams were finally coming true.
He sped up and tiny bursts of pleasure shot through me as he rocked his hips. Every second became better than the one before. He withdrew and set up a pounding rhythm as he slid in and out of me. I’d anticipated and fantasized about this moment for so long that the happiness that swelled and crashed over me made my heart clench.
Today could not be more perfect. And I knew because it was with the perfect person for me.
Our bodies grew damp with sweat, our breaths mingled as he leaned down and took my lips in a savage kiss, our tongues mimicking our bodies movement. And through it all, I imagined the tendrils of my love encompassing us, wrapping us in their warmth, and showing Jareth that love was beautiful. That love was everything with the right person.
He twisted his hips in a way that had me tensing my legs. “Oh, oh, yes. Right there.” I dug my heels into his backside as he slammed into me.
“I don’t want to rush this.” He gritted his teeth. “But you’re making it really hard for me to stick to that.”
“Don’t.” My butt lifted, as he withdrew, and I met his punishing rhythm. I cried out as my belly tightened and my core rippled. I swirled my lower half causing him to rub that sweet spot making me shudder. My fingers dug into his biceps so hard I was afraid I’d draw blood, but I couldn’t stop myself. It was like every muscle in my body was starting to tense up.
His hips pistoned faster. The additional friction quickly built my orgasm to new heights.
He groaned and deepened his thrusts. I moaned alongside him. My body was desperate for him and desperate for the release I knew that was so close. Instinctively, I met him thrust for thrust, the tension in my body now so close to falling over the edge.
“So close. So. Close.” I chanted not knowing what I needed to make it happen.
He reached down and circled my clit with his finger, knowing exactly what I was asking for without me realizing it. I strained against him as my back arched. My orgasm took over every muscle in my body, making me shake uncontrollably, and sheeting my vision white as I screamed his name.
His thrusts became erratic until his body tightened above mine. He threw his head back, pushed in once more and held still while his body spasmed with his release.
I tugged him down to rest his forehead against mine as we rode out our orgasm, trying to catch our breath.
“This is… being inside you… being with you… ” he grunted out incomplete sentences that said more than any flowery words could. Jareth wasn’t ever speechless.
“I know,” I whispered. It was hard to put into words when things felt so right. “This was everything I wanted it to be.”
He smiled just before he kissed me and in his gaze I saw the spark of hope he always tried to keep hidden. It swirled like the sun trying to peek out from the clouds after a thunderstorm. I hugged him tight to me not wanting to let go. My hope intertwined with his in a spiritual way, encouraging him to hold on to me. To us.
In this moment it felt like our hearts and souls were connected.