by Mia Ford
I had been in non-serious relationships before, and they always turned out in a similar fashion. The guy did not want to wait for me, even though they started out the relationship saying they would. Those that did stick it out found it too much to be the one to take my virginity and ended up splitting before I even had the chance to make up my mind. I was terrified that I was going to reveal my secret to Blaine and he was going to take off, not wanting anything to do with something like that. Part of me was also scared that once he got laid, he wouldn’t be interested anymore, and although I knew that meant he wasn’t worthy from the start, I wasn’t ready to let this relationship go that quickly.
Why did sex have to be so complicated? Everything seems so damn stressful. However, I knew firsthand that not having sex made things just as complicated, just on a different level. Dating was such a mess, and I could see now why I stayed away from it for so long. However, there was no going back at this point. I was already smitten with Blaine and had made up my mind that I wanted to give my virginity to him. I wanted to be with him in more ways than just long talks and crazy laughter. My heart knew that it wanted to take things to the next level. I just wasn’t sure how to get my brain to go along with it all.
“You look nervous,” Leena said, taking a bite of her sandwich.
“I am,” I said, shaking my head. “There are so many unknowns about all of this, but that doesn’t change my decision. He is the guy I want to lose my virginity to, and I guess, in the end, I will just have to see what happens afterward. I mean, if he breaks my heart, I’ll survive. Everyone else does.”
“That is very true,” she said. “And I’ll be there to supply the vodka, ice cream, and chick flicks. But in all seriousness, if he really likes you as much as it sounds, I don’t think you have to worry about that.”
“I hope not,” I said, shrugging my shoulders. “In reality, I have no idea what to expect out of any of it, but after I get through the first time, hopefully it’s a lot easier after that.”
“Oh, it is,” Leena responded. “You will get comfortable with your body and realize that you are in control of your sexuality. Your confidence over your body will spill out to your partners, and in no time, you will be a pro.”
“I don’t know if I want to be a pro.” I laughed.
“Yeah, that came out wrong.” She giggled. “I didn’t mean a ‘pro’ like a prostitute. I mean just comfortable enough to really enjoy sex with your partner. You got this, I promise. Stop worrying so much.”
I gave Leena a brave face, but in reality, I wasn’t feeling so brave on the inside. I didn’t want to talk about it anymore, so I pretended that her words gave me comfort and changed the subject to work, knowing she would go along with it. We had quite a bit to do when we got back, but we should be ready to get out of there by five at the latest. Then I could go home and drive myself crazy a little bit more, knowing that on Saturday I would be getting ready to make a huge change in both my personal life and my relationship with Blaine. Tomorrow night, I would lose my virginity.
Chapter 11
Blaine
I pushed my fork around on the table cloth in front of me, waiting for Reese to arrive. It wasn’t often that I was early, and I was starting to see that it was a good thing. I was still just as nervous to see her weeks later as I was on the second date when we had our very first adventure. Things had definitely progressed since then, and I was having the time of my life laughing and sharing things with Reese. I had to admit, it was a little difficult keeping my hands to myself, but I was hell-bent on respecting her wishes to wait on jumping into bed, and I even found it relatively refreshing, basing my feelings on her personality and not what was going on in the bedroom.
I was absolutely lusting over her, but it was more than just her body. It was everything about her. Just as the thought went through my mind, I looked up to see her walking into the restaurant. She looked amazing as usual, and tonight, she was wearing a long-sleeved, tight dress that was way shorter than normal, black stockings, black stilettos, and her hair was cascading over her shoulders. There was something about her I couldn’t put my finger on, but my mouth immediately dropped open.
“Wow,” I said, standing up and kissing her on the cheek. “You look absolutely amazing.”
“What? This old thing?” She laughed with rosy cheeks, and I couldn’t help but melt.
“How was your day?” I asked.
“It was good,” she said. “Relaxing and quiet.”
“Good,” I said. “I got some work done, worked out, and then watched a movie before I got ready. You have inspired me to do something relaxing at least once a day, every day.”
“It makes you feel better, doesn’t it?”
“It sure does,” I replied, reaching out and taking her hand. “And seeing you makes it even better.”
We ordered some wine and food and sat there talking about our weeks, our friends, and what we had planned for the next week. I couldn’t help but notice that Reese seemed a bit different, nervous almost, but I figured it was just the excitement of the evening and put it out of my mind. When we were done eating and the check had been paid, we walked out onto the sidewalk, and she leaned in, kissing my lips gently and moving up to my ear. My heartrate increased at the smell of her lavender and vanilla perfume, and I held my breath as she whispered into my ear.
“I’m ready to go back to your place,” she said. “But I have to tell you something first.”
“You can tell me anything,” I said, pulling her close.
“I’ve never been with anyone before,” she said, the heat of her cheeks radiating onto my skin. “I’m a virgin.”
I could feel her body tense as the words escaped her lips, and I made sure to hold onto her tightly. She was nervous, and everything started to make sense again. She had waited all this time to make sure I was the man that she wanted to give her virginity to. She had carefully picked every aspect of her outfit, meticulously done her hair and makeup, and held onto this secret throughout our entire dinner. I could feel her trembling against me as she waited for my response.
I wrapped my arms around her and pulled my face back, looking deep into her eyes. There was nothing more I wanted at that moment then to be the man that gently and carefully made love to her for the first time. It was exciting and not because she was a virgin, but because she and I were about to go back to my place and I would finally get to run my hands down her beautiful body.
“I promise that I will be gentle with you,” I said, leaning in and kissing her softly as I pulled my hands around her face.
I could feel the exhalation of her breath, and her body no longer stood rigid in mine. I wasn’t positive if that was the right thing to say or not, but I did my best to assure her that this was everything that I wanted with her. I pulled my lips from hers and took her by the hand, leading her to the car. We rode in silence, my arms wrapped around her shoulders and pulling her close, not wanting her to feel a bit of anxiety if I could help it. She was so beautiful and so strong, but in this moment, her frailty and fears were radiating from her soft smooth skin.
When we arrived at the complex, I helped her out of the car, and we walked inside, hand in hand. We took the elevator up to the top floor and walked into the penthouse, my AI greeting us as we entered. Reese looked around wildly as the voice echoed through the empty apartment, a smile crossing her face when she realized what was going on. We walked into the living room, and I dimmed the lights, watching as she stood looking out over the city, still clinging to the shawl around her shoulders.
I walked toward her, feeling the air of excitement in my chest, not knowing where to start or what to do. I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and stared out at the city, watching the lights twinkle and glimmer in the skyline. She leaned her head back against my shoulder and sighed, everything beginning to feel just right and perfectly comfortable. She looked up and over to each side of the room, taking in the enormity of my place. She shook her head and smiled.
“What?” I whispered.
“Your place is beautiful,” she said, turning around and walking into the living room. “It’s like something out of a magazine.”
“Thank you,” I replied. “I have a house in the country, too. I just don’t get to go there very often.”
“Is it like this?”
“No, it’s more comfortable and country inside,” I replied, my eyes moving down to her firm ass. “I used to vacation there or work remotely from there when I needed to clear my head, but the last year or so has been insane, and they have needed me in the office, so I’ve stayed on site.”
“It’s funny,” she said, turning toward me. “Everyone thinks that when you own your own business you are free to do whatever you like but in reality, you are more tied to that location than any employee you have. You can’t just take a vacation and know that things will be taken care of while you are gone.”
“And when there is an emergency, no matter what you are doing, you have to tend to it,” I replied. “I was at my Aunt’s funeral last year and had to leave in the middle because there was a major hacker attempt on the system. It was terrible, but I knew I was the only one that had the knowledge to combat it, and it could have single handedly taken the company down.”
“Why would someone want to hack your company?”
“It was a long story, maybe for another night,” I said, walking closer. “Why don’t I take your cover up?”
I pulled the shawl from her shoulders, and she stood there, her eyes gleaming into mine. I folded it neatly and set it on the kitchen counter, wanting to make sure she knew where her things were. I walked back over to her and leaned in, kissing her gently on the lips and running my hands down her arms. I could feel her hands trembling at her sides, so I kept my hands moving, clutching them tightly in mine and pulling her close to me. I didn’t want her to be nervous. I wanted her to feel completely comfortable with me. I wanted her to trust my hands and trust my eyes. I wanted her to enjoy every moment of us being together and make this the most memorable experience she had ever had to that point. For a man, losing his virginity is expected. For a woman, it was a very special gift, and I had been given the honor of receiving it.
She looked up into my eyes as I held her tightly, my lips grazing over her neck and across her cheek. She breathed heavily in my arms as I attempted to comfort her and close the distance between us, both physically and emotionally. I reached my hands up and cupped her face, moving my lips over her closed eyes and gently kissing them one at a time.
My mouth trailed down her face and pushed against her mouth. This time, hotter and needier. Her hands grasped the back of my shirt as she leaned into me, a small moan escaping her lips and echoing into my throat. My tongue moved across her soft skin, and she opened her mouth, letting me in to explore. We kissed passionately, our hands moving up and down each other’s bodies, feeling every inch of each other getting closer and closer.
When the kiss was done, I pulled away and reached down, grabbing her hand and pulling her through the kitchen and down the hallway to my bedroom. We walked inside, and I closed the door behind us, pulling her to the foot of the bed. I ran the back of my hand down her neck and to the zipper on the back of the dress. Slowly, I pulled the zipper down, running my hands across her exposed back and up to her shoulders, where I pulled it down and allowed it to fall to the floor. She looked up at me with heat in her eyes as she pulled her hands up and began to unbutton my shirt.
She pulled my shirt up, untucking it, and unbuttoned it. My shirt fell open, and she leaned forward and ran her warm lips across my collar bone. Goosebumps ran over my entire body as she pushed my shirt from my shoulders and onto the floor. Her fingers trailed down my chest and stopped at my belt, carefully undoing the leather strap and unclasping the button. She looked up at me as she pulled down my zipper and allowed my pants to fall to my ankles. The pressure of my hard cock received some relief. I stepped out of my shoes and tossed my pants to the side, turning back to her as she unclasped her bra and allowed her large, firm breasts to spill out. I reached up with one hand and massaged her breast while dipping my head down and taking the nipple of her other one in my mouth.
As my tongue flickered across her nipple, she moaned lightly, her hands running down my stomach and hooking into the top of my tight black boxer briefs. My heart was beating quickly as her fingers got closer and closer to my dick. I wanted to feel her hands on me, I wanted to taste her skin, and I wanted to know what her tight, wet pussy felt like. My head moved back up to hers, and I kissed her as I stepped forward, pushing her gently down on the bed. She knocked her heels off of her feet and laid back as I slowly rolled down her thigh-high stockings and tossed them in the chair. She scooted back in the bed, and I looked down at her beautiful, perfectly sculpted body, ready to show her pleasure she had never experienced before.
I reached up and pulled her black lace panties from her body, down her legs, and tossed them on the floor. I ran my hand over my bulging cock as I stared down at her wet mound, licking my lips and preparing to dive in head first. Slowly, I crawled across the bed toward her, stopping to part her legs and settle into position. I was going to make her come with my mouth, and then I would be able to feel just how amazing this beautiful woman felt around my cock.
Chapter 12
Reese
All I kept thinking to myself was how shocked I was that I was actually doing this. I was finally losing my virginity, and to one of the hottest men I had ever met. He was so gentle with me, but at the same time, he let me take the lead on how sensual I wanted to make myself feel. I laid there, staring up at the ceiling, feeling Blaine’s hands trailing down my thighs and over to my wet mound where he pushed through my folds and ran his fingers through my juices. I gasped, feeling his hands on my body, but that wasn’t anything compared to the feeling of when he dipped his head down and trailed his fingers with his warm wet tongue. I moaned softly, remembering that this was about me as much as it was him, and I was ready to let it all go, letting him give me the full experience.
I let my legs fall slightly to the sides and held my breath in as his tongue explored my pussy. I could feel his fingers squeezing at my thighs, and I cried out as he found my clit with his tongue. Repeatedly, over and over again, he ran his tongue in circles around my hard, sensitive nub. I could feel the heat in my stomach starting to intensify, and I was excited to feel my first non-self-induced orgasm, something I heard would blow my mind. As his tongue continued to work its magic on my clit, I waited as his hand trailed upward and he swirled his fingers through my juices. As I moaned loudly once again, I could feel the pressure as he gently slid one finger inside of me, turning it over and flicking the tip of it. The feeling was driving me absolutely wild, and I ran my hands up my body and squeezed my tits. My jaw clenched tightly as he began to push and pull his finger in and out of me over and over again.
As the buildup in my body reached its peak, I arched my back, grabbing his head with my hand and throwing my head backward. I screamed out as waves of pleasure exploded from the fire in my belly, vibrating up through my chest and down through my pussy. Warm juices flowed from my wet mound, covering his hand as he groaned. He licked at them and curled his lips into a smile. My thighs shook as my body began to relax again, and I uncurled my fingers from his hair. That was the most amazing thing I had ever felt, and I hadn’t even felt his dick yet. I looked down, my teeth chattering, as he raised up from my pussy and wiped his lips on the back of his arm. He reached down and pulled off his boxers. My eyes widened at the sheer size of his cock. He smiled and laughed at my reaction and reached over to the table by the bed, pulling out a gold-wrapped condom and tearing the top off the packaging.
I laid there reeling from my orgasm, watching as he slid the rubber over the tip of his dick and pushed it down the shaft. Slowly, he crawled toward me in the bed, pulling his body over mine and leaning down, kissing my lips gently. He opened his eyes and stared deeply into mine as he r
eached down and rubbed his cock through my wetness. Gently, he began to push inside of me, going slow but steady, until he was all the way in. He looked down at me and pulled his hands up, running them up my arms and interlocking his fingers with mine. I pulled my legs up to his sides, breathing deeply as he began to thrust his hips up and down, his erection flowing through me like fire.
I breathed heavily, closing my eyes and moaning at the feeling of him moving inside of me. He kissed my cheek and dragged his lips down to my neck, kissing and nibbling at my skin. I leaned my head back and let out a deep sigh, focusing on the feeling between my legs. It was better than I thought it would be, and instantly, my fears and nerves vanished.
I unhooked my hands from his and ran them up his back, barely scratching the skin with my fingernails. His body shuddered at the feeling, and a coy smile flew across his lips. He reached down and pushed his hand under my ass, lifting my hips into the air. He sat up and began to move faster inside of me, grabbing onto my thighs for leverage. I reached up and grabbed the pillow above my head, writhing beneath him in pleasure.