Rhea sighs, “It’s okay.”
Lying on my side next to her, I push her tank top up just above her breast and kiss the left side of her ribs. I moan when I see that she has no bra on. Thank you, Jesus. “No, it’s not okay.”
I sit up and help Rhea up so that I can remove her tank top. Once it’s over her head, I throw it somewhere behind me. My hands move to her amazing boobs of their own accord.
Rhea sits up on her knees between my legs and arches her back towards me. My mouth moves to the valley between her breasts. I slowly circle her nipples with the tip of my tongue. Rhea’s body starts to tremble and she has a grip on my hair. I don’t stay there long because I want my mouth lower, between her bare thighs, as she moans out my name while she comes because of what I can do to her. Watching her fall apart is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen in my entire life.
I lay her back on the blanket and make my way over her ribs then venture down to her hip bone knowing the affect it will have on her. I bite at it teasingly as she squirms under my touch. I pull her shorts and panties off and toss them over my shoulder to join their companion tank top that was discarded first. I need her and only her in this moment. I made a promise with myself to wait until her sixteenth birthday before having sex with her. I’ve held out for this moment, with her, and every day for that last few years I thought I would cave. She hasn’t made this easy for me either. She’s begged, she’s threatened to go get it elsewhere but I made love to her body with my hands and tongue and made her forget all about that. Nothing, and I mean nothing, will stop this from happening tonight, unless of course she stops us.
I kiss the inside of her thigh, and her legs clamp around my head. I glance up at her; she’s glistening from the heat of the summer and from my touch. She’s so perfect, so mine. Her cheeks are flushed, her lips are swollen, and she’s panting.
This is a first for the both of us. I want to make this good for her now before the pain strikes. I want her to remember what I can do, how I know her body and what she wants and needs.
My fingers circle her opening first. Big mistake because I’m so fucking worked up with knowing what’s about to happen that keeping this train moving slowly doesn’t seem like it’s going to be an option for me tonight. Must. Slow. Down. Rhea moans and her body starts shaking as I add a second finger, and swirl my tongue around her clit. Her back shoots up off the ground, her hands fisting in my hair. Nothing is said, no sounds are made except the moans of our combined pleasure. Her thighs are squeezing my head so I can’t hear anything, but the grip on my hair gives me an indication that she is enjoying it.
She’s close; I know she is. Rhea does this little thing where she starts to gasp like a little fish out of water right before she comes. She squeezes her eyes shut, her body freezes, she takes a final breath and shoots off into the night. It’s so damn hot it has almost made me come my jeans just watching her fall apart in front of me. And, as I expected, the rocket has launched and she’s now racing with the stars as she soars to the heavens with me between her thighs.
I slide my body up against her and wait for that lazy smile. “Good?”
She throws an arm over her eyes. “Yes…”
I hover over her, pressing my weight against her. She can feel how hard I am now but I don’t move yet. I feel a little hesitation at first but it quickly fades away. This is it. There’s no going back.
“Please.” Rhea begs, her eyes fluttering open when I stop kissing her. “Don’t stop, Tan. Not tonight.” She takes a deep breath. “You made me this promise. Don’t break this one.”
I’m staring at her, watching that lazy smile fall from her face. “Never, baby.”
Rhea smiles, her legs move and widen, bringing me flush against her center.
This is it; there is no turning back. I stand up and reach into my jeans for the condom I grabbed before coming down here. I toss it on the blanket beside her and remove my jeans. I kneel down between her open legs watching her, waiting to see if there is any doubt that surfaces. I see nothing. I tear the condom open with my teeth and roll it on. I slowly lower myself over her. The heat from her core is fire that’s about to melt me just from sheer contact. If there’s a God in heaven, please don’t let her have second thoughts, not tonight, please not tonight.
“Are you sure?” I ask one last time knowing we can never come back from this.
She reaches up and cups my face, “More than sure.”
I push forward as gently as I can; waiting on her reaction but there isn’t one. She’s so fucking tight I can barely move but I have to; I need to. When I pull out and push all the way in, that’s when she tenses, her thighs squeezing my waist. “Ow.” She mutters against my lips, whimpering out in pain. Her hands move to my shoulders, gripping them hard.
“I’m sorry, baby.” I whisper against her lips. “I’m gonna stop.” I start to pull out.
She shakes her head, her legs wrapping around my waist as if to keep me there. “No, just---” she takes a deep breath and moves just a fraction of an inch. “Give me a second.”
Fuck, it feels so fucking tight I can barely breathe, hardly think about anything but wanting the sensation, the feeling of being inside her to never end. It’s probably for the best that she doesn’t want me to move just yet. The tightness that’s surrounding me is about to cause me to blow my load before we can continue; I need a moment as well just to slow this train down, once again.
I pull back and give her a gentle smile. “You okay?” I’m not sure if I’m saying this to her, or myself.
“Yeah.” She hikes her legs up higher and I sink in deeper. I’m about to lose it, right here, right now.
“Feels so good.” I say against her lips, pulling out and pushing back in again. Each time I do this, her grip on me eases up and she begins to relax. I distract her and myself with my kisses. I keep my movements slow but it’s not easy.
“I love you.” I kiss the corner of her mouth. “So fucking much.”
Rhea’s breath hitches, “Oh, Tanner.” She sniffles. “I love you too.”
My lips move from her neck and find her lips. I can’t take much more of this and I think she senses it too.
“I’m gonna come.” I warn her.
I can’t take it. With three quick movements, my body lets go and I groan against her lips, my body trembling with unquestionable pleasure. A pleasure that’s so much more intense knowing this is another first, possibly the ultimate first, that this beautiful being has given to me.