by Kaylee, Katy
The reception was magical and I felt so honored that Beth asked me to be her maid-of-honor and share this day with her. I felt like Cinderella, whisked away for a night into a world that didn’t have the challenges and burdens of everyday life. It was why I was dancing with the uber-sexy Kade Raven, and why my virginity was in serious jeopardy. Not that I cared. In fact, it was long past time that I turned in my V-card.
“You look like you’re waging a war in your brain,” he said leaning toward me.
“I’m wondering why you’re still dancing with me.” There was no sense in being coy. Besides, if he was chomping at the bit to find his lady conquest for the night, I didn’t want to hold him back.
“If you don’t know, either you have low self-esteem or I’m not doing my job well enough.”
Huh?
He slipped an arm around my waist and led me out of the ballroom, into a quiet corner empty of people.
“Perhaps I need to be clearer,” he said, pinning me against the wall as he looked at me with the most beautiful green eyes I’d ever seen. His hand cupped my cheek. “Stop me now if you don’t want this.”
“Want what?” My brain was short-circuiting. I thought maybe he wanted to kiss me, but that couldn’t be right. Except he’d kissed me once before. The man confused me.
He laughed, which made me feel embarrassed. “You’re so fucking real, Morgan. I like that about you.”
“I like you, too.”
“Then I’m going to kiss you.”
His lips captured mine and my heart, already beating fast, shot off like a racehorse, galloping a mile a minute. I gasped and then groaned as his lips consumed mine in a fiery kiss that I felt straight to my core.
I gripped his shoulders, partly to keep him close and partly to keep from melting into a gelatinous heap the way his kiss was melting my bones.
His tongue ran along the seam of my mouth, and instinctively, I parted my lips, inviting him in. Whatever he wanted, he could have. His tongue was hot and wet and tasted divine. It was hard to think anyone would ever kiss me like this again, so I decided it was time to take advantage of it. I tilted my head, returning the kiss with the same fervor as him.
He groaned, breaking the kiss but cascading his lips along the column of my throat, sending electric tingles down my spine. His hands slid up from where he gripped my hips to my breasts. His thumbs brushed over my aching sensitive nipples, eliciting a whimper from me. I should have been stopping this. At any minute, someone could find us. But oh my God, did it feel so good.
“I want you, Morgan.” He pressed his hips against me, and I gasped at the very large erection he sported. “I nearly always get what I want.”
I can see why, I thought.
“I’ve got a suite upstairs. Come up with me.”
I bit my lip, to keep the “Yes, whatever you want,” from escaping before I had a chance to truly consider what was happening. Kade Raven, the sexiest bachelor in New York was kissing me, squeezing my breasts, and asking me to go upstairs with him. Was this a joke? Did he not see all the other more beautiful women at the party?
Then there was the fact that he was my best friend’s new brother-in-law. Were there rules about that? Finally, was I okay with a hook up? A one-night stand? Because that was all this would be. While all the other Raven brothers had succumbed to the love of a good woman, Kade’s reputation suggested he was still committed to sowing his oats. I was a die-hard romantic, but I also didn’t have the time to cultivate a relationship, nor the opportunity. If I wanted to lose my V-card to a man that there was no doubt knew how to please a woman in bed, then this was my chance.
He lifted his head, his green eyes staring at me intently. “I’ll make you come so hard, Morgan.”
I swallowed, thinking I’d come just from his looking at me and talking to me like that. I gave a small nod. “Yes.”
His smile had a hint of the devil, and then he kissed me again. “I’m going to take you for the ride of your life.”
I let out a shuddering breath, knowing that after tonight, I wouldn’t be the same, and I so much looked forward to that.
“I need a minute,” I said, wanting to gather my wits before losing them again with him. “You go up first. I’ll meet you there.”
He growled in frustration. “Don’t stand me up, Morgan. My dick is going to explode if it doesn’t get inside you soon.”
I’d always thought I was the type of woman that would prefer romantic talk over dirty words, but Kade was proving that theory wrong.
“I’ll be there. I promise.”
He told me the room number, and I took a breath as I watched him stride away. Good golly, the man was potent. Once I could feel my legs again, I went to the ladies’ room. My hands were shaking as adrenaline coursed through my veins.
I want this, I chanted in my brain, even as I began to have second thoughts. Not because I didn’t want him to take my V-card, but because he clearly thought I knew what I was doing. There’d be no hiding that once things got hot and heavy. If my lack of experience didn’t become apparent right away, he’d know for sure the minute he penetrated me. I wasn’t an expert in relationships, but I’d learned through reading and talking to other women that men had strange ideas around virginity. Some got off on it, which would suggest I should tell Kade. But others seemed to want to avoid being a woman’s first, because they worried she’d see more into it. Like she was saving herself for someone special, and they didn’t want to be considered special. Kade had said himself that he didn’t think he’d ever settle down, so I needed to consider he’d be upset and feel obligated to me when he learned I was a virgin.
“Just tell him it’s a one-night thing,” I said to myself. Easy peasy. I looked at the woman in the mirror, wondering if she’d look different once the deed was done. “Only one way to know for sure.” I reapplied my lipstick and pushed back some of the strands of hair that had come loose while dancing with Kade.
I wasn’t sure how I got from the bathroom to the elevator and up to the floor Kade indicated. I was moving in a fog. Taking a deep breath, I knocked on the door.
It swung open immediately, and Kade pulled me through the entryway and into his arms in one smooth movement that stole my breath. His lips were on mine the next nanosecond later, and I was drowning in the headiness of him.
“I was afraid you wouldn’t come,” he said as his lips ran down my neck.
“You said you’d make me come hard.”
He lifted his head and laughed. “I love your humor.”
Was I being funny? His hands began to undo the back of my halter. “I hope you don’t want slow. I’m desperate to see you, to touch you.”
His words frazzled my brain. But then I remembered I had something to tell him first. “One thing, Kade.”
His eyes flashed with annoyance.
“This is just tonight. One time.”
That annoyed look morphed into relief. “I’m not a settle-down kind of guy, although I plan to have you more than once before the night is through.”
My pussy was screaming to stop talking and start getting naked. “One night.”
“Starting now.” He pulled me with him toward the bedroom, our lips fused and hands moving madly as our clothes dropped in a wake behind us.
I’d never been naked in front of a man, and when he lay me down on the bed and took his time to look over my body, I felt self-conscious. Would he like what he saw? I had softer, rounder flesh than he was used to. It was all I could do to stop myself from covering myself with my arms.
“Look at your amazing tits,” he said as he crawled over me. “I’ve been fantasizing about these beauties since the moment I met you.”
I couldn’t respond, because he sucked my nipple into his mouth, taking away all of my ability to talk. Or think. He sucked and tugged and I felt it right between my legs. Would I come just from that? God, I hoped not. How embarrassing would that be?
“Before we’re done tonight, I want to fuck them. Can
I?”
I responded with a moan as he sucked the other nipple into his mouth while pinching the first one with his fingers.
“But first…” He moved down my body, his lips kissing and licking as they moved lower and lower. Was he going to put his mouth down there? I knew about oral sex, but I always thought it was something people worked up to. Then again, we just had tonight, so perhaps we were on the condensed schedule. The fast track to bliss.
“Open up for me, baby.” He pushed my thighs apart and settled his shoulders between them. “You’re wet.” He looked up at me from between my thighs. “That’s all for me, right?”
I nodded.
His finger lightly stroked the nest of curls covering me. He sucked his finger in his mouth. I was both fascinated by his wicked ways and so turned on I was pretty sure I was going to combust. Or melt. Probably both.
“You smell divine. This is what I’ve wanted to eat all night.” His tongue ran through my pussy lips and holy hell, the sensation was like a lightning strike that started in my center and shot out to every cell at the speed of light. I cried out and my hips came off the bed.
“So responsive. I love it. Don’t hold back, Morgan. Let me know what I do to you.”
Like I had a choice. I was totally and completely under his control. His tongue licked and flicked and sucked until I was a whimpering mess. One of my hands gripped his head while the other clenched at the sheets. I was holding on for dear life as pressure built and built until I thought I was going to fly apart into a million pieces. Having given myself an orgasm, I knew the tell-tale signs of impending release. But masturbation was a pleasant pop of sensation. This, what Kade was doing my body, threatened to completely undo me.
“Kade,” I gasped, trying to make him stop. He wasn’t inside me. I needed to come with him inside me.
“Come on my mouth, Morgan. I want to taste your come.”
“Oh god, oh god…”
His tongue was inside me, lapping at my sensitive pussy walls and I had no choice. The dam burst and I screamed out as pleasure crashed and then flooded my body like a tsunami.
He groaned against me as I rode the orgasm out with his mouth on my clit. Completely spent, I sagged back in the soft mattress. He’d liquified my body. I was sure I’d never walk again. I didn’t care. I’d heard about great orgasms, but until just now, I’d always thought it was a myth perpetuated by magazines and romance novels.
He lifted his head, showing off a satisfied grin. “You taste so fucking good.” He moved up my body and kissed me, and I could taste myself on his lips. I’d have thought I wouldn’t have liked it, but everything about this moment felt so sexy and erotic.
As he kissed me, he reached to the bedside table grabbing a foil packet. He levered up on his knees and I finally got a look at his erection. It was long and thick. I reached out, stroking a finger along it. I was surprised how velvety soft the skin was while underneath it was hard as rock.
He hissed. “No time for that.” He rolled a condom on. Still on his knees, sitting back on his heels, he pulled my hips toward him. He took his dick in hand and rubbed the head over my clit.
I gasped, surprised I could even have a hint of arousal after the orgasm I’d just had. He positioned the head at my entrance.
“I want you so fucking bad.” He gritted his teeth as he gripped my hips. I steeled myself for his invasion, knowing that it would likely hurt. Bring it on, I thought. I wanted this. I wanted him. He plunged in, taking my V-card in one fast, hard, thrust that stole my breath and then had me crying out.
He let out a frustrated growl. “Ah fuck, Morgan. You’re a virgin.”
9
Kade — Saturday
My cock was so fucking happy to be in this seriously tight pussy, until my brain registered that my dick was the first one to be there. I told myself I should withdraw, because there was no way I didn’t just pop Morgan’s cherry. I felt her body give as I blasted through her barrier. Her quick intake of breath and then cry wasn’t one of pleasure, but pain.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” I was heaving in breath as I fought to rein in the urge to keep thrusting. I’d been with a virgin only once before. It had been my first time, too. It had felt just like this; a sense of breaking through something, and a tightening around my dick that wasn’t about pleasure but instead pain. That first time, when I started to pull out, she stopped me, saying she was afraid it would hurt more. Was dick penetration like a knife wound? Worse to pull out than push in? I didn’t know, but since I hadn’t wanted to hurt her, I did as she asked, until she gave me the go ahead to pull out. Neither of us got off that night.
After that, I’d been careful to only choose women with experience. Morgan was in her twenties, so it seemed inconceivable that she was a virgin. It never occurred to me to ask, especially since kissing her had felt so passionate and erotic.
With memories of that first time filling my brain as I lay completely immersed in Morgan, I stilled and fought for control. I stared at her, as her gaze returned to my face. She bit her lower lip and her expression confirmed what I’d already guessed; this was her first time and she was in pain.
“When you relax, I’m going to pull out,” I said.
She shook her head. “No. I want to feel you come inside me.”
Okay, so that was different. “I don’t want to hurt you.” Too late for that, my conscience said. But if she wasn’t wet and ready anymore, I could rub her raw if I continued, and I didn’t want that.
“You won’t.” She reached between her thighs and rubbed her clit.
It was fucking erotic and I groaned. “What are you doing?”
“I was distracted for a minute, but if I get aroused again—”
“We should stop.”
“No! I want this. The difficult part is already done. Just give me a minute. Can you do that?”
I would have laughed at her annoyance at me if my dick wasn’t aching so fucking much. But if she wanted to keep going, who was I to stop?
“Let me do that,” I said as I licked my thumb and then brushed it over her clit. If she was game, I was going to do my best to make it good for her. “Pinch your tits.”
She gasped, and her pussy clenched around my dick, making me see stars. God, I hoped she caught up soon, because I was going to blow my load any second if her pussy kept massaging my dick. She played with her nipples as I rubbed her hard clit.
I leaned forward, and sucked on her tit to make it wet as she continued to play with herself.
“Oh god, Kade,” she moaned and her hips began to rock.
“You like that, baby?” I asked as I rose up and sat back on my heels again. I ground my hips into her.
“Yes.” Her word came out on a long hiss.
Deciding she was ready, I withdrew slowly and then slid back in, watching her face as I moved, in and then out. She gasped and sighed and moaned, but it wasn’t pain I saw on her face. No, she was enjoying this.
“Yes,” she said again as I gripped her hips and thrust a little harder.
“You okay?” I asked.
“Yes, don’t stop. Oh my god, Kade, it’s so good.”
She seemed to be aroused, and with me. I was about to fucking explode. I needed to move, fast and hard. Not wanting to scare her, I warned her.
“I’m going to fuck you now, Morgan. If I don’t come soon my cock will explode.”
“Yes, fuck me.”
She wasn’t the first woman to say “fuck me” to me, but there was something about this sweet, and, apparently innocent, woman saying fuck me that sent my libido into overdrive. I gripped her hips, and rose up on my knees, and then I let go of the need raging through my body. I thrust and ground into her as her sweet pussy walls gripped my dick.
“Fuck yeah, fuck yeah,” I started to chant, as I felt my orgasm gather steam. “Come on, Morgan. Come … fucking come on my cock.”
She cried out again, but this was like the first time when I went down on her. It was the cry of a woman
on the verge of coming. Her pussy contracted around my cock and holy fuck, I went wild. I bucked and plunged into her like my life depended on it. My balls pulled tight and then like a slingshot, I was launched into oblivion.
“Yes, fuck yes!” I yelled out, my voice echoing through the room. I wouldn’t have been surprised if they heard me all the way down to the ballroom where Ash and Beth’s reception was going on. I continued to thrust and grind against her, wringing every last drop of my cum out of that orgasm.
I sank back on my heels and I was so spent, I could barely hold my head up. It was several minutes before I could speak.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were a virgin?” I manage to get out.
“Why should I? I knew what I was doing.”
“There’s a lot of responsibility that goes with this. I should have known.” I pulled out, not sure why I was so pissed and knowing I was being an asshole for being pissed.
“My sexual history is none of your business.” She moved away and pulled the bedspread up to cover herself.
“It is when we’re having sex.” I pulled the condom off my dick and tied the end. I wasn’t sure I’d ever filled a condom with so much cum before.
“You said you wanted to fuck me. I wanted to lose my virginity. We both got what we wanted; win-win.”
“I told you I’m not the type to settle down. A woman who waits to lose her virginity is doing so for a reason.”
She was annoyed at me, but she was also upset. She was trying to be strong, but I could see tears forming in her eyes. I hated that I was hurting her, but goddamnit, she’d broken the rules. A man needed to know if a woman was a virgin.
“You don’t know me or why I waited. Maybe it’s because I haven’t had the opportunity because men don’t find me attractive.”
“Well, we know that’s not true,” I scoffed.
“Or maybe I haven’t had the time. Or maybe no one has made me want to have sex. There’s a lot of reasons to wait. Besides, I told you this would only be one night before all this started. I don’t want you or your money, so you can just stop worrying about that.”