Chapter 4 – Exploring
Entering my bedroom, I set her down gently, keeping a hold of her slender hips. The feel of Lily in my hands excited the fuck out of me, and my dick throbbed with need, straining desperately against the fly of my jeans. No words were forthcoming in my mind for how to describe her—she was an absolute vision to look at. Stunning was the only word floating around, but that didn’t do her justice either.
My eyes ran over her face until my gaze met hers again and fixed in a connection that felt like a fist tightening around my lungs. She left me breathless. Slowly my lips curved into a smile. How could I not? Lily was everything and then some when she stared up at me with those beautiful innocent blue eyes.
Holding her close to my hips, I eased her back toward my bed and laid her down gently. She didn’t resist at all, completely compliant. Oh.My.God.Incredible.
She was laying there before me, her hair fanned out around her—looking up at me, waiting for me. Staring down at her, my eyes were once again taken in by her beauty and terrified to touch her. Internal conflict brewed again inside me, because I knew once I’d touched her, it would change everything for me. A seasoned pro, I had locked my feelings down for so long it was second nature, and if I allowed this to happen, it could have been catastrophic.
What was happening right at that moment was possibly life changing for me. Emotionally immature because I’d never allowed anyone to get close to me or me to them, and I already hated the conflict going on between my heart and my head about her. Never in my life had I felt so weak willed about anything, but she was there, willing me to take her, and there was no way I’d have been able to back out. Even weighing up the risk, I had to feel her beneath me.
The overpowering feeling of my excited, pounding heartbeat made me freeze. My breathing was uncoordinated and shaky when I inhaled, as I struggling to expand my air-hungry lungs. Consciously, I tried to let the air out slowly, trying to slow my systems down and fighting to stay in control—to make the right decision about this—and take in all that it meant for the both of us.
The thick hardness of my erection giving me unchartered feelings of lust and the compulsion I felt to be inside of her was like nothing I’d known and made me desperate with need.
Still Lily lay there, patiently waiting. Staring up at me and looking so fucking delicious in my bed. “You are so fucking beautiful… no… you’re perfect.” My feelings turned into words without my noticing until I heard them.
“Thank you for coming to me. I have to admit, I’m a little nervous with you, and I’ve never been nervous about getting off before.” A smirk curved my lips when I heard myself tell her what should have been another thought.
I crawled over her body and began placing small closed-mouth kisses along her neck. Her body writhed beneath me in response to the sensations I was evoking in her and the pleasure at knowing this swelled my heart. Watching her fight for her own control made my dick strain even more in protest—restless for her touch. Directing my actions in my mind, I was telling myself to stay in control, keep it slow.
The need to savor this with her helped to slow me down. Not to get carried away by lust without enjoying the whole experience with her, and that it was most likely the only time I’d ever let this girl in. I knew that despite everything that was happening, I couldn’t get involved with her—I could only have this moment with her—or we’d both get hurt.
Pushing my negative thoughts to the side, I nibbled her ear, and she reacted by pulling her shoulder to her ear, surprised and shocked at the sudden sensation and the subsequent goose flesh that ran across her skin. It made me smile and feel so hot for her.
Her reaction was adorable. I committed this sensitive area of her to my memory. Pulling away to look at her, I moved my head up to where I could see her and when I did, the sex-drugged look of lust in her sensually hooded eyes mesmerized me. Not a spoken word passed between us. We didn’t need any. We were letting our body chemistry do all the work.
Instinctively my hands began to smooth her hair down and when I did this, a fierce feeling to protect her washed over me. We were locked in a moment, just lost in one another. The air between us was thick with those unspoken words, our feelings just taking us over. The chemistry we had made me nervous.
I’d been with girls who I had great chemistry with before, but they were nothing compared to what I was experiencing with Lily. She swallowed hard, audibly. Lily was nervous as well, but I thought that was from her inexperience and the anticipation of what was going to happen.
All the while I was looking at her, my fingers were fanning her hair, spreading it across my bed. There were things I was already feeling for Lily that were beyond my comprehension, feelings I had never known any man could have for a woman. Yet, we had just met, and we couldn’t be anything to each other.
A wave of fear washed over me—this was a disastrous decision I was making. We could never be together, our lives weren’t going on the same lines. I knew this, yet I had no willpower to resist what I was doing with her.
“Jesus, you look like an angel.” Leaning forward I made to kiss her but turned my head slightly at the last second and kissed the side of her mouth while continuing to look at her. This hesitancy was becoming a habit—something inside pulling me back, protecting me from myself.
My heart hurt. Hell, I didn’t want to do this but needed to as if I’d die if I didn’t. I knew if I missed this one chance with her, I would feel a whole lot worse. My eyes fell to where my lips needed to be, and I placed a gentle kiss on her closed mouth.
I was physically shaking, trying to hold myself back emotionally, but when I finally allowed myself to take her kiss my internal struggle melted away. Her soft moans and submissive whimpering noises—the effect of what our kiss was doing to her, along with her warm writhing body beneath me—was too much. By the time her eyes fluttered closed my lust had been let loose, and my mouth was crushed against hers like our lives depended on it.
Her hot, wet tongue tangled and danced with mine. Probing deeply and tasting every inch of her mouth was a privilege for me. Sensations from the taste of her rising inside me, turning me on even more—my scalp crept and my nipples retracted in reaction to it.
Lily drove me almost senseless with wanting her. The fire coursing through my veins was making my lust for her so insane it burned in my chest. I thought I was going to go out of my mind. Her body undulated when my hands skimmed over her smooth satiny bare skin more urgently. She hitched her breath, and her body began to tremble slightly, the arc of electricity between us making me desperate for her.
“God.” The word, another involuntary gruff feeling verbalized. She responded with a soft moan against my tongue. It rolled around in my mouth then traveled inside me scoring a direct hit to my aching dick. I broke the kiss but kept my lips on her skin at the side of her mouth. “Fuck, I love those sounds you make, they’re so fucking sexy.” The truth dawned on me that there was no way I could have ever kept myself from wanting her.
The back of my fingers trailed down over her firm rounded breast, and I cupped it, moulding it in my hand before I reluctantly let it go and let my hand travel down further to her hips. She bucked, wriggled, and moaned softly in reaction to me.
In response my dick twitched in a desperate act for me to notice and set it free from the constraint of my pants. I tried to ignore it, to make sure Lily was fully committed to what we were going to do together. I needed it to be perfect for her, and there was no way was I just going to take her.
When my fingers finally reached the hem of her dress, I ran the pads of my fingertips across the smooth skin of her thighs and shuddered at the thought of them on either side of my head. She shivered, her body locking up, vibrating and jumping from the sensation of my hands touching her bare skin just above her knees.
I drew my head back to look at her again, and a groan tore from my throat. “Oh God,” I murmured and nuzzled her neck, inhaling deeply again. Every fiber in my body
was on alert, and her responses were making me so heady with the desperate need in me to take her.
A soft, “Ahh,” escaped her, and I was studying her body again. Hands tracing upwards over her breasts again, they felt incredible even through the fabric of her dress that was still between us, as I kneaded and teased her nipples.
By the time my hand reached her hemline again, I had dragged myself to a standing position. Taking her hands, I slowly drew her up until she was sitting. Tugging her dress hem free from underneath her, I pulled it over her head in one swift, fluid movement.
Lily moved just as quickly and pushed my t- shirt up, her hand skimming over the contours of my abs. The feeling and the surprise of her doing it was so fucking arousing. So much so, it took my breath from me, and I inhaled raggedly. “Fuck.” The sensation of her touch almost knocked me on my ass. The effect was electrifying, and I shuddered.
Sitting back on my heels, I pulled my t-shirt off, bunching the back of it and yanking it over my head. I tossed it to the floor, pushing her gently back onto the mattress. Hovering over her, I met her gaze again, then I relaxed and dropped onto her just until our naked torsos made contact.
I couldn’t resist dragging my hard body down over the softness of hers. The feeling was warm and silky, gliding smoothly and sensually as I bonded with Lily, skin on skin.
She stared up at me with lust in her eyes, and I knew at that point, without a doubt, there was no going back. I was committed and fully invested in our night together. “Fucking incredible,” I whispered in her ear and pushed myself off of her again as I fought the primal urge to tear into her and pleasure her until she was screaming my name.
Sitting back on my heels, I began tracing my hands up her flat belly and over her ribcage and down the sides of her body with my fingertips. She shivered and smiled softly, before squirming, her body twisting away from the pangs of pleasure she was feeling. “I enjoy touching you, Lily.” Honest feelings pouring from me without thought. Who wouldn’t—Lily was amazing.
Watching her respond to my touch just made me all the more desperate for it. My dick was screaming for attention but I felt the extra time to get to know her body and for her to learn my touch would make our union all the more exhilarating.
She was so responsive and incredibly aroused. I could see it in her soft panting breath, the way she was staring at me, the way her eyes kept dropping to the button on my jeans—she wanted more. Hell, I wanted more.
Her hands began to explore me again and damn if she didn’t make me shiver, igniting my body with electrical pulses every time she hit an erogenous zone. “Fuck, you’re driving me crazy. I want you, so badly.” My voice was shaky, and my head rolled back. Her delicate little fingers began to trace the ink on my left arm and the need in me to do more couldn’t be abated any longer.
My teeth tugged at her bra before my mouth closed over one of her nipples through the material. I blew a hot breath on it and sucked her nipple through the material. It pebbled, and she rewarded me with a soft moan. Her cleavage was perfect. That was the only adjective that seemed to enter my head apart from amazing and incredible whenever I tried to think of how to describe something about her.
Skimming the edge of her bra, I smirked before saying, “Pretty underwear honey, but I always find it looks better on the floor. Don’t waste it on me next time.” I gave her a deadpan look. I expected a smack for my comment, but she just giggled back at me.
She raised her head to look at me and caught me in another stare. “Mmm…” I moaned at the sight of her just waiting for me to take her. I unfastened her bra, and her perfect tits bounced free. They were pert and full, just more than a handful, and the nipples turned slightly upwards. Cupping them in my hands felt fantastic and a growl tore from me at the feel of those soft, plump, firm breasts “Perfect.”
Bending my head, my tongue flicked over her nipples, one after the other, never taking my eyes from hers. I savored them. Her hands tangled in my hair, and breaking away, I found her mouth again, kissing her deeply.
Lily was panting and becoming so lost in the sensation of what was happening between us. She squirmed and her body brushed against mine and, oh, that skin on skin feeling was everything I’d imagined it would be with her. She tore her mouth from mine and moaned a shaky, “Oh, God.”
The sound of her saying this drove me crazy with need. I wanted to lick every inch of her, suddenly hungry and more eager to move the pace of this along.
Tongue trailing up her neck, she shook when I surprised her by sticking my tongue in her ear. Her reaction was instant her whole body covered in goose-bumps. It was so fucking hot seeing her react so easily. “Oh, God, no!” she moaned in protest.
My hand began to tease between her legs. My ragged breathing was a raw expression of what was happening. I was so turned the fuck on that my dick was breaking in my pants. My heart was on fire, strong rapid beats banging against my chest wall the effect of finally being able to touch her pussy. Emotion and feelings swamping me like a love sick teenager losing his virginity after the prom. It was almost too much.
By the time my fingertips reached Lily’s panties they were saturated with her arousal. My fingers eased their way past the crotch until they grazed her soft, moist, smooth flesh. Delighted that her pussy was shaved smooth and concentrating on the feel of her swollen folds and her hard bundle of nerves that was just slightly protruding with want.
I ran my fingertips down the length of her slit and felt them coated in her essence. She jumped at my first touch and when she did that, I couldn’t think of anything that would turn me on more. Lily’s eyes held that sex drugged look that had me almost senseless. I had the most beautiful girl in the world lying under me and she was gifting me the right to feel her in the most intimate way. Fuck.Me.
The outer lips of her pussy felt like soft velvet and with slick, wet, inner folds she felt incredible. Running my fingers up each side of her inner folds until I reached her clitoris, Lily’s breath hitched, and she gave a submissive whimper and seemed to sag further into the mattress. Her clit, stiff and sensitive to my touch, told me that no further foreplay would be needed. I could have pulled my thick, aching dick out of my pants there and then and sunk it balls deep in her, and she would have let me. I didn’t.
Easy, easy, take your time with her, a voice within me willing me to stay in control. Lily wasn’t experienced. I could tell by the way she was touching me—tentative, unsure, kind of fumbling. I doubted she’d had more than a couple of sexual experiences in her life, but, by God, she definitely wanted this with me. All the signs were there. No doubt at all in my mind, Lily wanted me every single bit as much as I wanted her.
I definitely couldn’t just fuck her though. Lose myself in her. No way could I have unleashed all that I was feeling at that moment. I knew I was going to have to hold back.
Staring intensely at her, I thought it would unnerve her and fuck if she didn’t hold my stare, so fucking connected with me. I was the one who looked away first. She was sucking my soul out of me with the look she was giving me.
Massaging her moist pussy, Lily’s legs parted more, giving me permission to enter. Poking my middle finger inside while I was rubbing her clit made me really worried; she was so tight. She had the teeniest, tiny entrance of anyone I’d ever been with, and I was going to need to work hard to prepare her for me, if I wanted our sex to be as good as I thought it could be.
My middle and forefingers slid between her clit and her seam, back and forth. Each time her hips bowed toward me, offering her-self up, wanting more. “Oh, Fuck, Lily, you’re so wet and slippery down here.” I briefly touched her entrance and fought not to sink my fingers down to the knuckle in an effort to stretch her ready for me. “Goddammit.”
She stifled a moan, but I heard it anyway. Smiling, I nodded at her response. “You like that, huh?” I asked and fuck if her whimpered and needy response didn’t make pre cum ooze from my dick. I began kissing her softly around her panties at her belly.
Really, I just wanted to rip them off of her.
Lily began to wiggle her butt, squirming side to side, so I held her in place by her hips. She had anticipated what was coming, and she looked embarrassed, a pink tinge forming in her cheeks. I wondered if I was in unchartered waters with this and was teasing her so much. Smelling her sex through her panties made my mouth water she smelled so fucking appetizing.
Grinning, I bit lightly on her belly piercing, rolling my tongue around the little jewel she had tucked in there. “Shit! Lily, so full of surprises, you have a piercing?” She seemed so pure yet there were all these little incongruences to her that amazed me. Who would have thought this girl had a piercing?
Lily was half gone, not really interested in anything I had to say and gave me a disinterested, “Oh…yeah.” Too turned on by what I was doing to take in anything other than what was coming next. The thought made me smile, and I whispered honestly in her ear, “We are not going to be disappointed sweetheart.” I knew that whatever happened she could never disappoint me.
Chapter 5 – One Time
Placing my thumbs on one side of her panties, I tore the lace apart¸ and repeated this on the other side. She looked shocked; her eyes stretching wide and her jaw dropping but with humor there all the same. I pulled the shredded material out from between her legs, taking in the feel of wetness in it, before discarding it with the rest of our clothes on the floor. The warm wetness and act of doing that made my dick grow thicker.
“That’s much better.” I chuckled, thinking I’d always wanted to do that, but stopped laughing when my eyes raked over the beauty of her, lying fully naked in front of me for the first and maybe the last time. “Damn… fuck!”
How would I do this only one time? I began kissing her feet slowly as doubt crept in again; I couldn’t this to her, to myself. My conscience was telling me one thing, while my dick, body, heart, and soul were telling me I needed this. Every inch I was kissing as I moved up her legs tortured me until my head was between her thighs, pushing her legs apart, spreading them wider.
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