“You mind if I take a shower while you finish up?” I asked.
“Of course not! The bathroom is the door next to my room. There should be towels and everything in there.”
“Great. Thanks.” I stood and walked to the door, trying to angle my body away from where she could see what was happening downstairs. Damn it, I need that shower now. Sleeping next to her tonight is going to be hell.
“You know what? There’s no guy stuff in there, but I think my mom had the maids put some stuff in the guest shower downstairs. I’ll go check and see.”
She passed me as I walked into the bathroom.
It was huge, just like every other room in this house. I found a towel and hung it on the holder next to the shower. The shower was surrounded completely by frosted glass, and I slid the door open carefully, afraid to break something. I fiddled with the controls to get the water running, cursing the fact that she didn’t have a shower with knobs, like normal people. When I finally managed to get the water on and to the right temperature, I slipped out of my clothes and stepped into the shower. Despite the cold temperature I’d set it on, the water felt like heaven as it fell across my skin.
“Jesse? I found some shampoo and body wash for you,” Emma called from the bathroom door.
“Great. Thanks.”
I could see her outline through the glass as she approached the shower.
“Um, how do you want to do this?”
I snickered. She was so damn nervous about shampoo. “However you want to do it.”
“I really hate you sometimes.”
“No, you don’t. You think I’m awesome.” I cracked the shower door enough to get my hand through. “Just hand them to me.”
She slipped two small bottles into my hand and retreated back to the bathroom door. “There. I don’t have any clothes for you to wear, so you’ll have to put yours back on. Sorry.”
“It’s cool. I like to sleep naked anyway.”
“I’m going to strangle you with my bare hands.”
I laughed as I heard the door open and then close again. She was so easy to embarrass. I finished my shower and pulled the shorts I’d been wearing back on. I put both of the bottles Emma had given me on the sink, so we wouldn’t forget to put them back from wherever they had come from. We didn’t need one little slipup to screw Emma over with her mom.
Emma was closing the door to her closet just as I walked back into the room.
“That was fast,” she said.
“I shower fast.”
“I can see that. I’ll be back in a few.”
My eyes followed her ass as she walked out of the room. I was so screwed. I was pretty sure that after spending the entire night in the bed with her, I would physically combust by the time morning rolled around.
I lay down on her bed to wait while she showered. How long does it take for a girl to shower? She’d been in there twice as long as I had, and she still wasn’t back. I was about to get up to go check on her when she walked back into the room.
“I thought I was going to have to do a search and rescue mission to find you. How long does it take you to shower?” I asked as I turned my head to look at her.
Fuck! She had traded her shorts for a pair of those boy shorts underwear, and instead of a tank top, she had on a spaghetti strap shirt. No bra. Her nipples were showing clearly through the tight material, and I couldn’t bring myself to look away. There was no way I would survive this night with my sanity still intact. As soon as she’d come into the room, the effects of my cold shower disappeared, and I was ready to go yet again.
“I like to take long showers. It’s the one time of the day where I can just relax.” She walked to the side of the bed that I wasn’t occupying and sat down on the edge. “You’re okay with this?”
“Yeah, I’ll be fine.” I fake yawned. “I’m beat, so I’ll probably pass out soon.”
“Okay. Cool,” she said nervously.
I waited for her to lie down next to me, but she remained where she was.
“Are you going to lie down or not?” I asked.
“Yeah.”
She still didn’t move. I would have laughed if I weren’t putting all of my energy into not tackling her.
“Oh, for God’s sake,” I grumbled as I reached over and grabbed her arm. I tugged, and she fell down on the bed beside me. “There. That wasn’t so hard.”
“I’m sorry. I must look like an idiot right now. It’s just that I’ve never had a guy in my bed before. I feel like a moron for asking you to stay with me.”
I laughed. “It’s kind of cute how nervous you are when it’s just us. You’re never like this in public. You’re always so collected in everything you do.”
She shrugged. “You make me nervous.”
“Why’s that?”
“Because you’re not like anyone else that I’ve ever met. You don’t give a damn about what others think. You just do what you want. And you’re kind of cute, too.”
“Kind of?” I teased.
“If I said I thought you were hot, your head would swell to twice its normal size.”
“Which one?”
“Ugh! I give up.”
I laughed. “I’m just teasing. Let’s go to sleep and forget all the awkward shit.”
“Easy for you to say. I’m sure you do this all the time.”
“Actually, I don’t.”
“You mean you’ve never slept in a bed with a girl before?” she asked skeptically.
Do I lie or tell the truth? I didn’t want to hurt her, but I also didn’t want to lie to her.
“I’ve been in a bed with a girl, but I’ve never spent the night there.”
“Oh.”
“Come on, let’s go to sleep.” I was done with this talking crap, especially where it was going now. I pulled her tight against me and threw the blankets over us. My arm wrapped around her waist as she snuggled in beside me. “See, this is nothing to get all excited over.”
“Then, what’s poking me? A flashlight?”
I busted out laughing. “It is. Now, go to sleep.”
I held her tight as her breathing evened out. Lying here next to her was physically painful, but somehow, I managed. The last thought I had before falling asleep was how well we fit together.
I was having the best dream ever. Or at least, I thought it was a dream. When I opened my eyes to see Emma lying next to me, I realized that it hadn’t been a dream at all. Shit. I had Emma pulled tight against me with my hand between her legs. How the fuck did I manage that in my sleep? I started to pull my hand away, but the motion caused her to moan in her sleep as she clamped her legs shut around my hand. Fire shot through my veins as she wiggled against my hand and moaned again.
If she woke up now, there was no way that she’d believe me if I told her that I hadn’t done this on purpose. I stayed completely still as I tried to figure out a way to get my hand out from between her legs without waking her up. I tried to pull my hand away again, but she clamped down harder and moaned. Jesus. If my hand didn’t wake her up, then my aching dick pressed against her ass would.
“Mmm, Jesse,” she moaned in her sleep.
I closed my eyes as I dropped my head back onto the pillow and groaned. She was apparently dreaming about me, too. That was all it took to set me off. I couldn’t help it. I started stroking her through her underwear.
She moaned again as her breath hitched. “God, yes.”
She relaxed her legs for a split second, but it was enough for me to better angle my hand until I was right over her clit. I started stroking it slowly, loving the way her body responded to me in her sleep.
“What are you doing?” she whispered.
“In my defense, I tried to be the good guy.”
She turned her head to look at me with sleep-filled eyes. “What are you talking about?”
“I tried to move away, but you wouldn’t let me.”
She gave me a sleepy grin. “Well, it was a nice way to wake up.”
“Go back to sleep, and I’ll wake you up in an even better way.”
She laughed. “What do you have in mind?”
I pulled my hand from between her legs and rolled her until she was on her back. I leaned over and kissed her. My tongue slipped between her lips as my hands started exploring her body.
“Let me show you.”
Gone was the shy and nervous girl from last night. In her place was a girl who had fire in her eyes as she nodded, giving me permission to do what I wanted. I had no clue how far that permission extended, but I was going to go as far as she’d let me.
I kissed a trail from her ear to her neck and then across her collarbone. Her nipples were hard as they pushed against the thin material of her night shirt. Unable to stop myself, I leaned down and bit one of them through her shirt. I loved rough sex, but I didn’t want to tell her that just yet. She was new to all of this, and I didn’t want to scare her. She moaned as my teeth clamped onto her nipple. I made sure not to bite too hard. There was a fine line between pleasure-inducing pain and straight pain. I released it almost instantly and flicked my tongue across it.
“Can I take off your shirt?” I asked, praying that she’d say yes. I had to go slow with her, or she’d freak out.
“Yes.”
I barely heard her whispered reply. I tugged the shirt up and over her head. I threw it on the floor next to the bed before turning my attention back to her. God, she’s beautiful. I kissed her softly on the mouth before cupping both breasts and rubbing my thumbs across them. She closed her eyes and moaned as I leaned back down and took first one and then the other into my mouth again. Instead of biting, I sucked on them. Her hips bucked as I rolled each one around with my tongue.
I released her nipple. “Do you like that?”
She only nodded.
I ran my hand between her breasts, close enough to torture her, and then I moved down her stomach to the top of her underwear. Her boy shorts were a pale gray, and I could see just how turned-on she was by how soaked they were already. I slipped my thumbs under the waistband and started slowly pulling them down her legs.
She tensed for a split second. “Jesse…”
“Shh, I won’t do anything that you don’t want me to do, but I want to see you, all of you.”
She shuddered as I slipped them off her ankles and threw them on the floor with her shirt. I didn’t touch her as I stared down at her now fully naked body. Knowing that I was the only person who had ever seen her like this made me feel possessive. She was mine, and I wanted to keep it that way.
I reached between her legs and flicked her clit gently. She nearly came up off the bed as she cried out. I settled down in front of her as I pushed her knees apart.
“Is this okay?” I asked.
“Yes, just…”
“Just what?”
“Please touch me again.”
She didn’t have to tell me twice. I slipped my hand between her legs again and parted her with my fingers as my thumb started rubbing. My fingers were soaked instantly, and I nearly came right then and there. I pulled my hand away, knowing that I was about to lose control.
“Why did you stop?” She groaned.
Her legs were still spread wide open, screaming at me to take her. Normally, I never asked a girl if it was okay. If they were in a bed with me, I knew it was fine. With her, I couldn’t be sure.
“Emma, I have to stop.”
She propped herself up on her elbow. “What? Why? Did I do something wrong?”
The innocence in her statement made me groan. “You didn’t do anything wrong. I just…I can’t go halfway with you again. I want inside you, and I don’t think you’re ready for that.”
Her eyes widened. “Oh.”
“Yeah, oh. I want you so bad, and I’m not going to be able to control myself if we keep going.”
She studied me carefully. “You really care about me, don’t you?”
“What kind of question is that?”
“You do. If you didn’t, you wouldn’t waste your time on me if you thought you’d get nothing out of it.”
I leaned down and scooped up her clothes off the floor. “Here, put these back on.”
She took them from me and did something I hadn’t expected. She threw them as hard as she could against the far wall. She sat up on her knees, so she was mere inches away from me. “I trust you.”
I had no idea what she’d meant by that. Maybe she’d meant that she trusted me to control myself, but I didn’t. “I don’t.”
She smiled as she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled our bodies tight against each other. We were both on our knees, and her heat was tight against the crotch of my shorts. I was in the best possible hell right now.
“You don’t have to trust yourself because I trust you not to hurt me. I want you, Jesse. I want my first time to be with you.”
“Are you sure?” I asked, still unsure of what to do. I didn’t want her to regret this later.
“I’m sure. You just have to be patient with me.”
“I can do that.” I smiled at her.
She leaned back and pulled me with her as her back hit the bed.
“You trust me completely?” I asked one more time. I didn’t want her to stop me once I started.
“Completely.”
That was all I needed to hear. I held her hands above her head as I kissed her, working my way down her body. I ran my tongue down her stomach, heading to the place I wanted most. I pushed her legs apart and ran my tongue across her clit. The sound she made had me repeat the action. I did it over and over, tasting her as I went. Fuck, she’s sweet. Innocence poured out of her, and I savored every bit of it.
I sat up and replaced my tongue with my fingers. They slipped farther back until they were probing her entrance. I slipped one finger inside, feeling just how tight she was. This is going to hurt like hell for both of us.
I slowly pushed another finger in, trying to loosen up her body a bit more. I looked up to watch her as I did so to make sure that I wasn’t hurting her, but she didn’t seem to be in pain. Instead, her head was thrown back in ecstasy. I wanted to make her come before we actually had sex. That way, she wouldn’t be as tight. I continued to push two fingers in and out as my other hand reached up and tweaked one of her nipples.
“Oh my god, Jesse. I can’t take anymore.”
“Shh, just let go.”
I ran my hand down her stomach to play with her clit again. As soon as I touched it, her body exploded. She cried out as she fisted the covers. Her internal muscles tightened around my fingers, and I damn near lost it again. I had no idea how I was going to be able to go slow when I pushed inside her. I was barely hanging on by a thread now.
I stood as she quieted down, and I slipped off my shorts. I grabbed my wallet and pulled out a condom from inside. I turned back to her to see her staring at me with her mouth agape. The heat in her eyes was mixed with fear.
“Hey, we don’t have to do this, Emma. I mean it.”
“No, I want to. I’m just afraid that it’s going to hurt.”
“It will. I won’t lie to you. But I promise to be gentle.”
She nodded. “I trust you.”
I ripped open the package and put on the condom before walking back to the bed. I lay on top of her and started kissing her. I wanted her to relax, or this would never work. The kiss worked as I felt her body relax beneath me.
“Are you ready?” I whispered.
“Yes.”
She wrapped her arms around my neck, and I positioned myself at her entrance.
“I’m going to go slow and give you time to adjust. If it starts to hurt, tell me, and I’ll stop.”
“Okay.”
I pushed in only an inch or two and stopped, giving her time to adjust. I started thrusting my hips slowly, barely moving, as I slipped in just a bit farther. God, she feels good. I had to stop when I’d made it a little farther in. Between her heat and the tightness, I was ready to blow
.
“You still doing okay?” I asked.
“Yeah. It hurts a little bit.”
“It will. I’m going as slow as I can.”
“I know.”
I started thrusting again, still barely moving, as I wedged myself deeper in. I knew I couldn’t go any farther like this.
“Baby, I’m going to finish going in. This is the part where it hurts. You just have to relax for me, okay?”
“I’m ready.”
I was impressed at how relaxed she was keeping her body. I took a deep breath before thrusting fully into her. She cried out, and I felt like a bastard as tears sprung to her eyes.
“I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay. Just give me a minute.” She whimpered.
I held completely still as we waited together for the pain to pass. I didn’t want to cause her any more pain than I’d already had.
“I think I’m okay now. Just go slow for a minute, please,” she said.
“Okay.”
I leaned down and kissed her as I started moving my hips slowly. She was still tight, almost tight enough to cause me pain. I worked slowly, stretching her so that both of us were comfortable.
I worked her that way until I couldn’t handle it anymore. I needed to go faster. Instincts took over as I started thrusting harder and deeper, fighting my own body for control. She moaned as she wrapped her legs around my waist, allowing me to go deeper. I still held back, afraid that I would hurt her.
“Jesse, faster. I need it faster.”
I groaned as I started thrusting faster. I couldn’t keep this up much longer, but I didn’t want to come without her.
“I can’t hold back, baby. I have to go harder.”
“I’m okay. Go ahead.”
I let go, allowing pure instinct to take over, as I thrust hard and fast into her, over and over. She clung to me as she squeezed her legs tighter around me. Sweat dripped off of my nose and onto her, running down her cheek. Our bodies were both covered in sweat as we worked together. She screamed out my name as she came, and I let go. I gave one final thrust deep inside her as I came. Her muscles squeezed me until I wanted to scream in both pleasure and agony.
This girl was going to be the death of me.
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