Gripping my hips in a bruising hold that had my breath hitching, he lifted me. My back hit the bed, and he stood at the edge of the bed, staring down at me as he discarded his pants and underwear.
He’s huge!
Feeling the heat on my face, I knew he could see the nerves crashing through me. There was no way to hide my reaction. I didn’t know if he would fit in me, and I was scared he would tear me up. I didn’t want to disappoint him, but I thought it would be best if I made my escape.
But before I could say a word, his face was between my legs, and with his lips and tongue going to work. And, boy, did they work. My head pressed back into the pillows, and my hips tilted, pushing my pussy further toward his mouth.
He was talented with that tongue and those lips. I might not have anything to compare him to, but I knew Jaxson was good at this. No, not good. Amazing. He was absolutely amazing, and all I could do was feel how awesome he was.
His big hands softly skimmed my skin, sliding up my thighs to grip my hips tightly, holding me down when I went to buck into him. I couldn’t get close enough to his mouth. I was in heaven and hell, floating above the clouds with fire burning in my veins.
“Don’t stop,” I begged when he pulled away.
“Baby,” Jaxson said in a deep, throaty voice. “I’m just getting started.”
Wrapping his lips around my clit as two fingers entered me, he continued to pleasure me, making me buck violently against his hold. Spanning my lower abdomen from hip to hip, his warm hand had me writhing on the bed.
In the deep recess of my mind, I may have thought I acted desperately, but there was no way I cared. I was lit up and enjoying the fuck out of it. Jaxson made me feel safe, allowing me to be myself without holding back.
And I didn’t. Moans and gasps left my mouth as Jaxson brought me closer and closer to completion. He was pretty talented with that damn tongue of his. Throw in his fingers, and I was about done. Each time I teetered right on the edge, he would pull back and start over.
Sounds I never heard myself make escaped in frustration, and my hands gripped the bedding under me. Sensations I was unfamiliar with ran through me, but I recognized the moment I was ready to explode.
His lips latched onto my clit as his fingers entered me, curling into the exact spot that had me seeing stars and maybe a rainbow. Everything was vivid and dim, loud and silent, intense and languid. It was the best feeling in the damn world when I’d never felt anything like it.
With a quick flick of his tongue and thick fingers tunneling through my channel, curving slightly to hit my G-spot, it was over. The stars turned into bursts and the rainbow turning in to beautiful color behind my closed eyelids.
“Jax!” I screeched, overcome with ecstasy.
My body locked up, strung tight with my orgasm.
Jaxson groaned against me as he fought through my tight limbs, prolonging my climax. The fight slowly drained as my legs loosened. Licking leisurely through my folds, he brought me back to myself, soft aftershocks shuffling through my core.
With great effort, my eyes opened, and I looked down automatically. Slight embarrassment colored my cheeks seeing him gazing up at me from his position close to my most private area. I could not believe how out of my head he had me and as how unconcerned I was with his proximity to a place no one other than my doctor had seen before.
Now, though, out of the passion-infused moment, I was self-conscious and entirely too aware of what he could see. Fidgeting, I desperately wanted to cover myself. Catching my hand, he brought it to his lips, placing a kiss on the center of my palm.
“That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” his husky voice rumbled.
His lips trailed up my body, licking each nipple with a slow, wet swipe as he covered me completely, and all I could see were his heat-filled eyes. My heart skipped a beat as my back arched, instinctively attempting to get closer to him.
Taking my hint, he gave me more of his weight as his tongue grazed my lips. Opening to him, I kissed him back, once again out of my mind. His erection bumped into me, causing me to jerk in reaction.
Deepening the kiss, he rubbed his dick through my wet folds, coating it with my juices. Rocking my hips to his rhythm, I tried to notch his cock where I craved it to be, but he held back. Not comprehending why he wouldn’t get his dick in me already, I whimpered my disappointment.
“Condom,” he grunted, reaching into his bedside table.
My heart hammered as the sounds of stuff falling to the floor and his muttered curses filled the air. It was good to know he was as desperate for this as me. The foil crinkled as he ripped it open with his teeth. Watching him, I was completely entranced while he slid the latex down his long, thick length before pinching the tip. Having no idea how he stretched the condom enough to fit, I let all of my thoughts go as he hovered over me, nudging my entrance. This was it. This was the moment I had been waiting for. Nerves fluttered through my stomach as excitement coursed through my veins.
Chapter Six
Jaxson
Sliding along her slit, I coated my length with her arousal, tapping her clit with each glide. The catch in her breath, whenever I came in contact with that sensitive bundle of nerves, gave me deep satisfaction.
Moving her hips to match my movements, the head of my dick breached her entrance, notching in snugly. Pulling back, I slowly pushed forward before sliding back out, giving her more with each push and pull. Sweat beaded on my forehead as I forced myself to take it slow. She was extremely tight, and I feared hurting her. Trying to allow her to accommodate my size, I went gently.
Then, I hit a barrier and froze. Stilling under me, I gazed down into her wide eyes that were staring back at me. Pain mixed with pleasure shone from her beautiful blue-green orbs while I was sure shock and confusion flashed in mine. As my mind raced to figure out what was happening, I knew. I fucking knew what that barrier was and what it meant.
“Evyn,” I rumbled.
Virgin.
She was a virgin. Holding myself steady above her, I didn’t know what to do. My instincts were screaming at me to push through until I was balls deep inside her and make her mine, but my mind was yelling at me not to hurt her, which was stupid because hurting her was a given. There was no getting around the pain she was going to endure.
Shit! Damn! Hell! Fuck!
“Please,” she pleaded, desire and pleasure loaded into that one word. “More.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?” I gritted out, not really in the mood for a conversation, but this was serious.
Was it, though?
Yes, yes, it was.
“I didn’t want you to stop,” her words were said so low that I barely heard them over the pounding rain against the windows and roof, not to mention my harsh exhales and deep inhales.
If I had to stop, I might have very well cried. My dick would never have forgiven me if I left the perfection of her pussy. It needed to feel her wrapped around the whole length.
A harsh chuckle escaped. “Stopping isn’t really an option, but I don’t want to be an asshole.”
Her leg ran up the back of my thigh as she tilted her hips a little bit, making me grunt.
“Just give me a minute.” Fighting for control, I placed my forehead on her collar bone and kept my body off of hers, trying for the deep breathing exercises I’d learned in the anger management classes I had to take when I was a teenager.
Frozen.
Shock. Triumph. Fear. Elation.
All of these emotions were fighting for dominance while I struggled with what to do. My dick was screaming at me to ram inside her and claim her as ours. My mind told me to proceed with caution, not wanting to hurt her.
Knowing I would cause her pain, I was conflicted. Thrilled beyond belief at the gift she was giving me, I was the luckiest man in the world, and hurting her would have to come with it
.
Evidently, I took too long to decide how I was going to proceed because she decided for me. With her ankles crossed behind my back, she pushed her feet down on my ass, forcing me forward to break through her thin barrier. Then, the sexiest cry reached my ear as her hips tilted upward, making me slide deeper inside her. Her hymen broke accompanied by her gasp of pain, and my hiss of pleasure.
Just like that, I took Evyn’s virginity, and she gave it to me willingly. She was so fucking tight and wet and hot. My dick was throbbing with each hard beat of my heart.
She sucked in a harsh breath, and unshed tears filled her eyes. Cupping her face with one hand, I brushed my lips across hers softly, slowly. Her tense body lost some of its rigidness as the kiss deepened.
Her legs loosened their death grip on me, and our position altered. She moved ever so slightly, but it was enough. I could feel my restraint breaking and had to end the kiss to catch my breath.
Placing my forehead on hers, I closed my eyes and breathed her in, burying myself to the hilt.
“Move, Jaxson,” she said.
That tone was what did me in. Evyn’s voice became husky and breathy when the desire was winning. It was sexy as fuck, and I wanted to hear that all day every day. Her eyes showed only need as the pain faded away.
I pulled back until only the tip of my dick was penetrating her. I surged forward roughly and swallowed her sigh as I moved in and out of her at a fast and punishing pace.
I worried I was too rough in the back of my mind, but the sounds she was making, along with her clawing my back, kept me going. My dick hurt so fucking good moving through her tight walls. She was pulsing around me, on the verge of exploding.
The sound of flesh hitting flesh, our harsh mixed breathing, and the storm raging outside were all adding to the intensity of our coupling.
I pulled back enough to slide over her clit. My thumb circled the hard nub twice before pushing down hard on it. Her scream of pleasure bounced off the walls. Her taut pussy gripped my dick, and I bellowed my own completion.
My balls drew up tight to my body as my dick thickened and throbbed deep in her core. Two more thrusts, and I stayed buried to the hilt as cum shot out of my dick and into the condom. I stayed locked up in the same position for a good while, as my orgasm took me away.
“Fuck, Evyn,” I said, knowing there were no words to describe what we had just shared.
It was more than fucking. It was raw, intense, and incredibly real.
“Yeah,” she mumbled, burrowing into my chest.
She may try to push me away again, but I wasn’t budging. Evyn was mine, and she couldn’t get rid of me.
After the hard way I came, my body felt depleted, but I had to take care of Evyn. I climbed out of bed, placing a soft kiss on her forehead before going into the attached bathroom.
I had never taken care of a woman after sex. Sex had always been about relieving tension and getting off. Of course, the women I took to bed were not innocent. They were all hook-ups and had experience.
Figuring a warm bath would soothe her, I set about getting that ready for her. I had no thought other than to take care of her, attend to her, and make sure she was comfortable. I imagined the first time having sex didn’t feel too great afterward, and I wanted to ensure she got some relief.
Once the temperature was right, I plugged the tub to let it fill. After cleaning myself up quickly and filling the bathtub with warm water, I returned to the room and took a moment to take Evyn in. Her cheeks glowed, her eyes sparkled, and she looked utterly content and satisfied. The soft, sated expression punched me in the gut.
She blinked lazily at me with a soft small curving her plump lips. I vowed right then and there to have her look at me that way as often as possible. Slipping my arms behind her neck and under her knees, I lifted her, and she wrapped her arms around my neck, lying her head down on my shoulder with no questions or comments.
Climbing into the tub with her in my arms, I gently settled us into the water with her back against my chest. No words were spoken as I cleaned her gently and let the wet warm water soothe us. It was the most peaceful and serene moment I had ever had.
There was nothing sexual in the bath. Don’t get me wrong, I was fully aware we were both naked, especially every time her plump ass rubbed against my dick, but this was about soothing and caring for her.
I intended to enjoy each moment I had with Evyn to the fullest. She would try to run as soon as her brain kicked back on, and I was hoping to stop that and break her knee-jerk reaction to have her stay. I wasn’t going to be an egomaniac and believe I would automatically change her and get her to trust me, but I would give it my best shot.
After the best night of my life, I didn’t think I’d wake up all alone. Sure, I figured she’d try to push me away or blow me off at some point, but she straight up dipped on me. By the feel of the cold sheets, she left hours ago while I was unaware.
I expected, well not expected, but wished for a lot of things the morning after the best sex I’d ever had, but waking up alone wasn’t one of them. Although I should have anticipated it, I had my hopes up, and they were dashed.
Disappointment and determination filled my mind and body.
Not ever having a morning after before, I looked forward to having one with Evyn. It was incredibly weird longing for a different type of hook-up. Wondering idly if this was how the girls I had sex with felt when I left after the deed was done, I scrubbed my hands roughly down my face and decided it was time to go on with my day.
I knew I wouldn’t be going back to sleep in a cold-ass bed with a hard dick. The first order of business would be a frigid shower to get rid of this morning wood. Damn, I wished she would have stayed.
There wasn’t shit I could do about it right now, though, and I had things to take care of before going into work later. Besides, I knew Evyn was on the schedule that night, too. She couldn’t avoid me there. Sure, she could try, but I’d been told I was a stubborn motherfucker.
It was true, I was, especially when it was necessary, and Evyn was important to me. I refused to let her escape.
I sounded like a pussy, but whatever. Living on the streets, bouncing from foster homes to group homes and back, forced me to grow up faster than typical kids.
At twenty-three, I recognized the forever kind of girl Evyn was, and I wanted that. I was willing to put in the work to make that my reality. I just hoped she was ready for what I had in mind. Now that I knew how she felt wrapped under me, and knowing I was the only one she let in there, I would do whatever I had to do to keep her.
Trying to push her out of my mind temporarily was harder than I ever imagined, but it was necessary. I actually had somewhere I had to be. I helped out at the community center every weekend, and I never missed a weekend. Mentoring kids to help keep them from running the streets for even a few hours was important to me.
Rushing through a cold as fuck shower and freezing my balls off, which was the damn point, I hurriedly dried and dressed for the day. The neighbor kid would show up soon to ride with me to the center, and I had to be ready for the shit he would give me today.
Bryce was fourteen and got dealt a shit hand with a single mother who was always working and an absentee father. The kid didn’t even know who his father was, and he had a lot of repressed anger, considering the douche bag didn’t want anything to do with him.
I understood the anger and resentment someone felt when they realized they weren’t wanted. I wished someone would have taken the time to get to know me and simply show up. No one had ever turned up for me, and I refused to do that to Bryce. I would always be there for him.
His mom, Ashley, tried her best, but bills needed to be paid, and kids needed to be fed. I admired her for doing her damndest and had zero issues showing the kid some people would stick.
With that being said, he enjoyed testing me. He was co
nvinced I would leave him like everyone else in his life, but I refused to be that person. No matter what he dished out to me, I could take it and give it right back to him.
There was a short knock on the door before it flew open. Let’s see what the little asshole has in store for me today.
Chapter Seven
Evyn
The next day was awkward as fuck for me, to say the least. I never had a day after before. Waking up in my bed alone sucked, but I had to go and dip on him. I stretched leisurely, untangling myself from the blankets. Grumbling in frustration, I felt all my well-used muscles- muscles I never had the opportunity to explore before.
I mean, I’d had sex for the very first time, and I dipped. Who did that shit?
Apparently, I did, which fucking blew. I could have possibly experienced some morning booty that I’d heard so much about from romance books to conversations overheard at work. I could still feel Jaxson between my legs, and with each step I took, I replayed our time together.
I was such a dumbass, but I got scared. I ran away from fear of rejection. Jaxson didn’t give any indication he would kick me out of his bed, but I decided it would be better for me to leave than wait around to see what he’d planned.
I had been running for so long, it seemed like the thing to do. I’d seen the women he left with from the bar, and I wasn’t immune to the workplace gossip. It seemed Jaxson was a hit-it and quit-it type of man. With him making me no promises, I might have assumed I would be the same as all the women before me.
Why would I be different? How could I be different?
On autopilot, I got ready for work while my mind shot in all different directions, from the good to the bad. Maybe it would have been different, maybe we were going to be a couple. That was on the very high end of the spectrum. Even with my limited experience, I understood sex did not a relationship make.
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