His brow furrowed as he looked up at me.
I stared down at the boxes within the box.
“I didn’t realize you were the jealous type.”
“I … I just wondered, that’s all.”
“Mhm.” I could tell he didn’t believe me. I didn’t dare meet his gaze. Instead, I reached for one of the items I had sent him a link to. A small anal toy.
I never thought anal would be my thing, but I figured it was cheap, so we could always try it, right?
“To answer your question, no I don’t. I don’t even know who she is or how I knew her, other than that we went to the same school. But I could say the same thing for about 300 people.”
I didn’t want to admit how happy that actually made me. I knew it was wrong.
“She sure seemed to know who you were.”
Adam shrugged. “So?”
I didn’t say anything. Instead, I reached for the box the anal toy was in. I didn’t want to fight with him, I just … wanted to be sure that he wasn’t interested in that girl at all. And I wanted to know if he had dated her or not.
“How many girls have you been with?” I asked.
Does it matter? He smirked as I looked up at him. I knew in a way he was poking fun at me.
My heart raced faster as I felt him press into me. I bit back a cry as pleasure and pain overwhelmed me. My eyes closed as I tried to force myself to relax.
He paused. He pulled away from me.
I opened my eyes to see him staring at me, watching me carefully. I took a couple breaths, trying to still my racing heart.
My first time. And it had been with him. It was crazy to think that he had been my first. I knew he probably loved it. I mean, guys liked that sort of thing, right?
His eyes locked on mine, but I couldn’t meet his gaze. “Fiona … how many guys have you been with?”
My cheeks burned, answering his question for me. I didn’t dare meet his gaze.
“Does it matter?”
If he was going to use my words against me, I was going to use his against him.
“Yes.”
I said it flatly. Matter of fact.
He looked away, a blush touching his cheeks. “Three.”
I wasn’t sure why he acted like he was ashamed of that. “At least it’s more than zero.” I gave him a soft smile.
He looked over at me and grinned. “Zero isn’t a bad thing.”
“Says you. You have three.”
“Zero just means that … maybe you were waiting for the right person—” I opened my mouth to tell him that wasn’t true, but he didn’t give me time. “Whether you realized it or not, maybe you were just waiting.”
Did that mean he thought he was the right person? I hadn’t when we had sex. Not that I thought he wasn’t good enough. I just … had been kind of caught up in the moment and hadn’t really been thinking clearly.
I gave him a smile. Did he really want to think that was the reason?
“Anyways, that just means I get to have all the fun with you.” His eyes sparkled.
“What do you mean?”
“Breaking you in, of course.”
My cheeks went beet red as he said it. My heart did a double backflip, and I could feel the desire nip at the pit of my stomach. I liked the sound of that way too much, and I knew it. Damn, this boy is going to be bad for me, isn’t he?
I looked away from him, running my fingers through my hair. I hated admitting how he made my heart race, even to myself.
“What do you think of these?” He pulled out a small pair of handcuffs, with pink fuzz. I raised an eyebrow.
“Pink? Really?”
“I thought you might like them. I don’t know what your favorite color is.”
“Green.” I told him, matter of factly as I reached out and took the handcuffs from him. I studied them carefully. “I like them. They’re cute.”
“I think they will look damn cute on you.”
My heart skipped a beat. Oh yes. I liked the sound of that, too. A grin spread over my lips as I reached into the box and pulled something else out. A vibrator, at least that was what was on the box. That had been something else I sent him a link to. There had been one other thing I had thought would be interesting. Ribbed condoms. I wasn’t sure what the whole difference in textured condoms was, but I thought it would be fun to find out.
I caught sight of the box, and my grin widened. I was sure he thought I was crazy. The box said it had 100 condoms in it. But it had a good price! I wasn’t one to turn down a good deal. I was sure he wasn’t either.
He reached out and grabbed something else, his eyes locking on mine as he handed me a small box. According to the picture on it, they were nipple clamps.
“Well … that’s never something I thought about trying, but it could be fun.” I placed the box down and leaned forward, my lips touching his. I didn’t want to look at all this stuff. I wanted to use it. I wanted to see just what those ribbed condoms were like, and exactly how those nipple clamps felt.
His fingers tangled in my hair gently as our kiss deepened. “What do you want to try first?” I asked.
He took a deep breath, pulling away from me, looking like he was honestly mulling it over.
“Well, first I want you to go up that one,” he pointed towards the black and pink baby doll, “and then I think we’re going to take things nice and slow, and we’re going to see just what it is you like.”
His eyes sparkled as he said it. It kind of made me nervous.
I reached out and took the baby doll. “Okay.”
“Don’t take too long.” He dismissed me with the flick of a wrist.
My heart raced as I rushed to the bathroom. I didn’t even bother closing the door behind me before stripping my clothes as fast as I could without tearing them and reaching for the baby doll.
I’d never owned lingerie before. This was going to be the first time wearing it, too. Hell, I didn’t even own a night nightie.
My heart raced as I unclasped it and shimmied into the garment. It took a little work to get everything perfect. My boobs in right, the garment done up not too tight, and my heart to stop racing so much, but when I looked myself over in the mirror, my jaw almost dropped.
I stared at myself blankly. I looked so grown up and … it was amazing. I looked amazing. I couldn’t believe it.
With newfound confidence, I turned and stepped out of the bathroom. Heading into the living room, I grinned as I saw a half-naked man sitting on the floor. His muscular chest heaved a sigh as he stared down at the assortment of toys. “You know, I just can’t decide what it is I want to play with you with,” he said, not even looking up at me.
“Why not use it all?”
That got him to look up. He stared, his eyes wide. His mouth fell open.
“Holy hell, Fiona you look …” He reached out, pulling me down onto him, his lips crashed against mine. My heart fluttered as he pulled me closer. I moaned, my fingers tangling in his hair as I bit his lower lip gently.
Our kiss grew more passionate.
My heart raced as he pulled me closer to him. A soft moan passed through my lips. He pulled away from me, his hands tracing over the curves of my body. “God, that looks perfect on you,” he whispered.
My heart did a double blackflip. I sat there, letting his hands touch anywhere they wanted, and I felt desire pool in the pit of my stomach.
I pulled him into a kiss, and my teeth grazed his lower lip.
He laughed softly. “And here I was trying to take things slow,” he teased.
“I don’t want slow. I had slow last time. I want more. I want fast and hard.”
My words must have had some power behind them because his lips crashed against mine. Hungry. Wanting more.
I moaned, my fingers tangling in his hair as he guided me down onto the carpet. My heart raced as I felt the rough fabric against me. His lips traced over my jawline softly. I moaned.
“I know you want it rough,” he whispere
d, “but I want to take my time with you. I meant to tease and make you beg for my cock inside me.”
He wasn’t going to have to wait much longer for that. I bit my lip, unwilling to tell him that. He looked at me, his eyes shining as if he could read my mind. His hands traced over my body, slipping between my legs. I gasped as I felt his finger slip inside me.
My hips arched, grinding against him. A soft moan passed through my lips as he pulled away from me and reached for the condoms. He pulled two out of the box.
I watched him closely as he unbuckled his jeans and pulled them off himself. He tore into the packaging of the condom and slid it over his full length.
My heart raced.
I wanted his cock inside me so bad. He lowered himself down, spreading my legs nice and wide as he grabbed a pillow off the couch and handed it to me.
As I got the pillow set up under my head, I watched as he reached for the anal toy. It was small, like really small, which I was glad about. There was a bright blue stone on the end, and that was it. Nothing crazy. Perfect for my first time.
“You wanna try something new?” he asked, holding it up. I nodded, fast.
“Yes.”
His eyes sparkled. “Good.” He placed the condom and the toy to the side as he closed what little distance there was between us. He reached out, his fingers grabbing my hips as his head touched my folds.
I gasped, my body arching as he slid into me softly. His eyes locked on mine.
“I thought I said fast and rough,” I teased, his cock filling me.
“We’ll get there.” He lowered his lips to mine, his cock sliding out of me and thrusting back in gently. “First, we’re going to get you all warmed up.”
“And the …” I trailed off, looking at the toy.
“We’ll get there too.” His eyes sparkled.
Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.
Soft and gentle. He thrust in and out of me, his fingers pressing into my skin. I moaned softly, my eyes closing as I took in every ounce of pleasure.
Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.
Faster and harder. I loved every second of it. He thrust in and out of me. Faster and faster.
He pulled away from me, and I opened my mouth to protest, but he grinned. “On your hands and knees,” he ordered.
I did as I was told, quickly, watching as he reached for the toy and the condom. He tore into the condom and covered the toy with it. His eyes locked on mine as he slid back into me. I moaned, his cock filling my pussy again. I didn’t want him to ever leave inside of me.
“Try to relax, alright?”
I nodded as he lowered the anal toy to my butt. I sucked in a deep breath, forcing myself to relax.
Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.
He slid in and out of me, faster and faster. I reached between my legs, my fingers rubbing my clit softly. I moaned, my eyes rolling back as I felt the toy poke into me, softly easing its way fully into me. I moaned louder.
Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.
Faster and faster. His free hand grabbed my hips, pulling me closer. My fingers massaged my clit faster, keeping time with him.
The toy pushed into me deeper.
Pleasure overwhelmed me. I moaned louder.
Stroke. Stroke. Stroke. I moaned louder, my toes curling. My eyes rolled back as he played with the toy inside me.
“Oh, fuck,” I gasped.
Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.
Everything went hazy white as pleasure overwhelmed me. I gasped, a soft scream passing through my lips. Pleasure crashed through my body. Wave after wave.
Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.
Adam thrust into me faster and faster.
Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.
I moaned, my hips arching as another wave of pleasure crashed through me, and another.
He slammed into me, a gasp passing through his lips.
“Oh, Adam.” I moaned his name, my heart racing.
Two more thrusts, and he flat lined, his cock still in me as he gasped for breath. We lay there like that for a couple of seconds, his lips touching my neck softly as he pulled away from me.
“So, how did you like it?” he asked as I stood, turning around and reaching behind me.
“It … was interesting. I liked it more than I thought I would,” I admitted.
His eyes sparkled as he slipped the condom off and headed for the kitchen. “You’re welcome to the bathroom if you want to clean up.
I nodded, heading for the bathroom and slipping out of my new lingerie.
It didn’t take long for me to get cleaned up, though I left the lingerie on the floor of the bathroom. I made my way back to the living room, dropping down onto the ground as I thought about everything that had just happened.
I lay there breathing deeply on the carpet. That was amazing, I thought. I now owned lingerie and sex toys! In a way, it made me feel grown up like paying bills had. I grinned widely, as silly of a thing it was, it did make me feel like a grown woman. I took everything in, thinking about what had just happened between us.
I may be new to this whole sex thing, but I knew a good time when I saw it, or in this case when it came crashing into me. I smirked, amused by my own train of thought.
Adam came back into the room, a large glass of water in one hand and a bag of chips in the other. His eyes sparkled as he looked me up and down.
“You know, you have got to be one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen.”
My cheeks burned, even though I knew he was probably making it up, and that it was a bad line. “Sure,” I muttered.
“No, I mean it, Fee. You’re beautiful. I hope you realize that.”
He sat down beside me and handed me the glass of water. I drained most of it within a couple of seconds, as he opened the bag of chips and reached for the TV remote.
He flicked the TV on and handed me the bag of chips. “Are you an action or a chick flick kinda girl?”
“Hmm, that’s a hard one. I’ll have to go with both.” I loved a good action movie, but a chick flick was nice every now and then, too. Really all that mattered was the quality and the storyline. I’ll take a good movie, of any genre, over a bad one. That was all there was to it. I turned to him. “What about you?”
His eyes sparkled, a grin spread over his face. “Chick flick.”
I snorted.
He laughed softly, reaching for a blanket that was on the couch; he wrapped it over himself, and I leaned forward, slipping under it as well. I rested my head against his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around me. “I mean it, though. Love Legally Blonde.”
I barked out a laugh. “Who doesn’t?”
I mean, it was a great movie. His eyes sparkled as I reached for a handful of chips, and he tried to find something good on TV. I fed him a couple chips before taking some for myself.
Wow.
I never thought this would be me. Sitting here in someone’s arms, watching TV, naked and eating. It was honestly so nice. I had never thought about how nice it would be, but now that I’d experienced it, I knew I didn’t want to ever lose this.
We flicked between a few shows, but I wasn’t really paying attention to them. I was paying attention to her. I need to tell her the truth. I hated it, but I knew I was right. If we were going to be together, if she was going to meet Kurt … she needed to understand.
I opened my mouth to tell her right then and there, but I couldn’t. I tried, but nothing came out. I just sat there, my mouth open as she stared at the TV, reaching into the bag of chips again. I’ll tell her later. I didn’t want to ruin this. We were having such a nice time. It wasn’t something I’d ever experienced until now. I mean, sure I’d had a few hookups, but that was all they were. Just hookups. Gone by the morning. No cuddling.
Nothing like this.
No emotion behind them except pleasure.
This had been totally different, just like the last time we’d had sex. This had been about love. About us. About our relationship.
I pulled her closer to me.
She let out a soft noise of pleasure as she cuddled close to me. I don’t know how I got so lucky, I thought.
But what I was going to tell her might ruin all that. It might make her hate me. It might make her choose between me and Natty. Sam needed me, and I wasn’t going to not be there for her. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I gave up on Natty and Sam. I was the only one they had left, and I knew it.
Just relax. I was already starting to worry, my heart racing. I hadn’t even told her yet. She’ll be fine with it. Okay, that probably wasn’t going to be the case, but she’d at least accept it, right? I mean, this was Fiona we were talking about.
She would understand how important it was I didn’t just abandon this girl.
I caught her staring at me. Her eyes fixed on me, she smiled softly. “Looks like there is something on your mind. What’s up?”
My heart skipped a beat.
“Nothing,” I said a little too quickly. I prayed she wouldn’t try to pry it out of me. I placed a kiss on the top of her head. “Just happy you’re here. I’ve been wanting to show you my place. I’m glad I get to spend the night with you.”
“I’m glad you get to spend the night with me, too. And I’m extra glad I finally get to see your place. I’ve been wondering what it looked like.” Her eyes sparkled.
“Well?”
She shrugged. “It’s nice, I guess.” She added the last part with a grin and a wink.
79. Chapter Twenty-seven
I lay there on his bed.
We’d been here for hours, and I loved every single second of it. Mostly we hadn’t said a word to each other, but that was okay. I loved the time that we spent together anyways. It was nice to have someone to hold me. Someone who placed random kisses on my neck. Someone who grabbed my hand and made me feel like they were never going to let it go.
I loved the look he gave me or the way he would look at me when he didn’t think I was looking at him.
I loved it all. I loved every second of the time we spent together.
“We’re going to meet my family at the house, and then we will all go over together, taking a couple cars.”
“Okay, that’s fine.” I shrugged.
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