“Okay.” She nodded eagerly.
I licked her soft skin, trailing a circle around the mound of her breasts, before taking one inside my mouth. Her breaths quickened, only egging me on. Keeping my lips against her cleavage, I expertly reached for the loose waistband of her sweats and pushed it down a few inches. “No underwear?” I asked hopefully.
I pulled just enough away to peek and caught a glimpse of light blue lace. Rats.
Her giggles were like music to my ear. “I don’t go commando.”
Well, we’re about to change that.
“…You first,” she breathed, gently pushing my hands away.
If you insist.
My pants were soon in a pile on the floor, and unlike her I did go commando. My dick throbbed as I watched her lick her lips in anticipation and ached a bit more once she was unclothed. When she lifted her head toward my cock I felt like I was about to explode, but no, this wasn’t the way I wanted it. After years’ worth of buildup I couldn’t rush through this.
“In a bit.” My voice came out strange, low, and gravely. I stood up, lifting her with me, and coaxed her legs around my body. “You deserve to be treated like a princess, remember? No couch for you.”
Laying her down, I took a moment to admire her. I couldn’t believe I was the lucky son of a bitch who’d be her first.
And hopefully her last.
I shook my head slightly, reminding myself not to get ahead of myself. I’ve been disappointed before, I wasn’t about to let myself down again.
Head in the game. Head in the game.
I repeated my mantra as I eyed the beautiful woman up and down. God, could she get any more perfect? Her dark hair was fanned against my bed, perfectly framing her face, which glowed with excited anticipation. Her breasts remained perky though she was sprawled against my mattress. My gaze traveled down to her tiny waist, which tapered before widening into the most bodacious curve of her hips. Did I want to even get started on her impossibly long legs?
Wait a minute. My eyes traveled back up to her delicious looking sex, which was perfectly waxed.
Did she do that for Ethan?
No, I wouldn’t let my mind wander in that direction. She was mine…at least for tonight.
Silencing those pesky thoughts, I dove straight between her legs, grabbing the back of her knees to anchor myself.
I have to taste her.
Flicking my tongue, I swirled it around the delicate skin of her lips, completely lost to her feminine smell and taste. I opened my eyes and watched as her hips thrust against my mouth, wet and ready for me.
Damn, I can’t wait any more.
I pushed myself away, smirking at her disappointed whimper, and reached toward my drawer for a condom. As I busied myself unwrapping the purple foil, Rocky’s fingers gently wrapped around my cock, pumping up and down. I nearly blew my load right there! Gently nudging her hand away, I pulled the condom on, and like a broken record, asked the same question over again, desperate for one last answer of validation. “Are you sure you want this?”
Her answering smile was blinding.
“As your first?” I gulped.
“So you admit a tip doesn’t count,” she joked.
Ah, so she wanted to joke around, huh? I could take care of that. Placing my hands on either side of her, I gently nudged against her entrance, only pushing the very tip of myself inside. Even then I could feel how tight she was and I wanted nothing more than to thrust all the way in, but my stubborn self had a bit more self-control than that. “Does this count?”
“No.”
I pushed a little more, my insides crying to go all the way. “How about this?”
“N-no, it doesn’t,” she stammered.
If I didn’t go all the way inside, I was going to lose my mind, but yet…“What about—”
“Fuck, Jesse, just do it!” she cried out.
Good to know she felt the exact same way I did. With one deep breath I plunged my body forward and instantly felt my eyes roll back and mouth widen in pleasure. She was tight, no doubt about that, and had just enough wetness to make the friction insane.
I pumped slowly, gently; wanting her to enjoy her first time, though feeling her around me was so foreign that I almost felt like I was the virgin in this situation.
“Are you okay?” I barely whispered, feeling my biceps tremble as my body cried out for release.
“Yes, yes, yes.”
Good enough answer for me.
As if her words freed any last inhibition within me, I pumped faster. Gripping the side of her waist, I guided her body against mine—pulling and pushing. I made sure to keep my eyes fixed on hers, but couldn’t resist the urge to glance down to watch our privates against one another. Pulling out for a moment, I moaned as I watched my dick, which was slick with her wetness, enter between her delicate lips.
Rocky cried out as her walls trembled, convulsing against my dick. I gritted my teeth, watching as her breasts bounced along with her shaking body.
“I think I’m gonna come,” I whispered, or at least I thought I did. Aside from Rocky’s incredibly sexy orgasm and my incredible release, I had no idea what was going on.
Taking a deep breath, I collapsed onto the bed, rolling beside her. My chest rose and fell quickly, struggling for air. I had no idea how I was going to come down from such a high.
“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to do that,” I commented with a breathy chuckle.
“Yeah, yeah. Me too.” She nodded her head eagerly, the ‘after sex’ glow evident on her face.
“I mean, that was a first for me too,” I admitted almost shyly, reaching out to take a few strands of her hair between my fingers.
“What do you mean?”
Letting out a puff of air from my nostrils, I whispered, “I’ve never made love before.”
After experiencing such incredibleness I had no idea how I’d ever turn back.
Chapter 29
I made love to the girl—err, woman now—that I’d loved ever since I could remember. Not only that, I was also her first. Her first!
Nope, not gonna count that whole tip shit drama into the equation. I was one hundred percent the man who helped her cross that milestone. I possessed her. I made her mine.
Not Ethan.
So why weren’t things all rosy afterwards?
For one, I made the big mistake of leaving the room after we consummated our…well, whatever the hell we had going. It wasn’t as if I regretted doing it—hell to the no! However, I did need some room to think.
“Okay…”
I blew air through my lips, making a raspberry type noise. Wincing, I glanced over to the closed door of my bedroom hoping I didn’t wake her. Holding my breath, I listened intently and was relieved to hear nothing but silence.
“So we’re together…I think. What’s next? Do I move back? No, I can’t possibly…” I closed my eyes and cringed, imagining a future in Bethel Falls. The town was nothing but a curse to my kind and I couldn’t possibly imagine starting any sort of future with Rocky there. “Does she move here?”
I immediately began glancing around my dim living room. It was a bachelor pad to the fullest, but I couldn’t help but feel a slight jump of my heart, imagining feminine décor littering some space.
“What the fuck are you doing, Jesse?” I threw back my head and let out a silent laugh. As usual I found myself making Rocky’s decisions for her.
But as my dad always said, old habits die hard.
Chapter 30
There was no way Rocky could move to Charleston.
The realization hit me hard as I drove her back to Bethel Falls—her home. There was no way I could ask her to do something so rash. Where did I get off thinking that she’d pick up and leave after I deserted her all along? To make matters worse, Ethan was waiting for her when we came back. Feeling like an idiot for thinking that one night together would change a lifetime of wrongs, I quickly left as soon as we pulled up to Rossi’s, leaving Rocky in the parking lot gaping after me.