I curled up in bed, alone, and kicked myself for pressing the matter. He was obviously not over his wife, and I'd pushed him too far, too soon.
***
I'd dozed off, so I didn't hear Nico when he came in. It was the last night before we left, and I so badly wanted to sleep with him. Not just in the sexual way, but physically too. I just wanted to be near him, to soak in the comfort I felt in having his body pressed to mine.
The next morning, I awoke and he was curled around me, holding me close. Joy filled me as I realized he had come back to me. Not just back to the bungalow, but back to my bed.
I turned over to face him and he woke up too, a smile forming on his face as soon as our eyes met.
“Does our vacation really have to end?” I groaned. “I just want to stay here in paradise forever.”
“Sadly, it does,” Nico said, kissing my nose. “I have to get back to my company. They need me – and your diner needs you.”
“Yeah, I suppose so,” I whispered. Not that I wanted to go back there and continue working for my father, but that was the life I'd been given.
“Don't look so glum, Sophia,” he said. “We still have the morning here together.”
He kissed me, long and hard, and I kissed him back with everything I had. We'd kept things pretty chaste up until this point, but Nico's hands were wandering more than usual and I felt myself growing more and more excited.
“Are you sure you want to do this? With me?” he asked.
“Yes, yes, of course.” I said, feeling like I was going to explode with desire.
Nico kissed down the length of my neck, softly and gently. His hands moved over my body, lingering and touching me in a way that made me feel sexy, as if there was no one else he'd rather be touching. I let him lead the way, mostly, afraid to do something to screw things up. That moment in paradise, surrounded by the ocean and with Nico, was perfect. I was in sheer ecstasy.
He rolled over, moving himself on top of me, kissing and removing my pajamas one-by-one. There was no rush, nothing about him that was in a hurry, and when he removed my shorts and panties, he moved down between my legs. Spreading my thighs apart, he kissed me, gently moving h
is tongue between my soft folds. The pleasure was too much for me and my body arched upward as I gasped wildly. He rolled his tongue around, teasing and taunting me, tasting me as he brought me to orgasm rather quickly,, causing me to cry out, calling out his name over and over again as I thrashed wildly around on the bed.
Once it was over, Nico climbed on top of me and stared down at me lovingly. He placed a condom on himself, already being more cautious than most guys my age would have been. “Are you sure?” he asked me again.
“Yes, yes, Nico, please,” I said.
“I just don't want you to –”
I pushed myself upward, and felt his erection pressing against my body. I needed him inside of me, and I needed it now. I reached down and guided him to my opening which was already wet with his saliva. With one upward thrust, I took just the tip of him inside of me and groaned.
I knew he'd be gentle with me, and I was right. Slowly, he filled me up, stretching me open and taking my virginity, all while staring deep into my eyes. Once he was deep inside of me, he moved carefully, rocking back and forth until the pain was replaced by pleasure.
Our bodies were united in pleasure, and I could tell he was close. He was struggling to keep it together, and so I looked into his eyes and gave him permission.
“Come for me, Nico,” I said. “Please.”
“You first,” he said through clenched teeth.
I'd already climaxed once, and I was on the verge of a second, but I wasn't sure if Nico could make it that long. He let out a deep-throated groan and for a second, I thought he'd done it. And just the idea of making him come brought me even closer.
Together, we continued riding out the pleasure until Nico cried out my name, “Sophia. Oh yes,” and the sound of him in so much pleasure brought me to the edge. Staring in each other's eyes, we came together, our bodies writhing on the bed, spasming and shaking as we rode out wave after wave until Nico collapsed on top of me, clearly spent.
“That was amazing,” I said, still not believing what we'd just done.
Kissing me, he smiled. “Yes, it was, Sophia. Truly amazing.”
He curled up beside me, and we drifted off to sleep for a while longer. When I woke up , it was hard to believe all of that wasn't just a dream.
But Nico's naked body next to mine, along with the sweet ache between my legs, was proof enough that yes, we really had made love.
And I couldn't be happier.