I looked towards the door, seeing Perry standing there in only his loosened shorts. “I want to see you touch yourself,” he told me as he came and sat down in front of me, his gaze locked on mine.
“Oh,” I murmured, feeling a little embarrassed since it was such an intimate experience for me. I leaned back against the pillows and looked up at Perry as he took in every inch of my body. “I feel scared.”
“Don’t baby. It’s just me, and I’ll reign it in if you need me to. There’s just so many thoughts that I’ve had about you for the past couple of months…I don’t want to pressure you.” I could see a bit of disappointment on his face as I nibbled on my lip and shook my head.
I spread my legs open as he dropped his eyes to stare at me. I knew that he could see all of me and I told myself not to be scared since this is what I wanted. I pressed my lips together and moved my hand down the familiar path of my stomach, feeling my pussy wet and ready for him. I let out a breath as I began to stroke myself slowly, locking my eyes on his face as he ran a hand through his hair. I played with my clit for a long time, his eyes watching every move as he brushed his hand against his groin. I thought back to all the times that I wished he was watching me, feeling the slickness of my thighs as I slipped a finger inside of myself.
“Fuck, Caroline. This is all I’ve thought about since that day in your room,” Perry groaned as he slipped a hand under the material of his shorts.
“I want to see you. Take them off,” I whimpered as I felt the familiar build up inside of my body. Perry stood and let the material fall to the floor, thick and hard in his hand as I stared in wide-eyed wonder at his cock. I slipped another finger inside, thumbing my clit as he knelt before me on the bed and slowly stroked himself. “I want you inside of me.”
“Come for me. Come on your hand and feed it to me,” Perry told me in a hoarse voice as I moved deeper inside of my body. His eyes on me made me jerk and his hand moving up and down over himself sent me over the edge. I cried out, pushing back against the pillows as he dropped his hand and leaned forward to kiss my thighs as I kept coming. He took my hand when I was still, sucking the essence off my fingers as I opened my eyes to look curiously at him.
“Did you do this at home when I was sleeping?” I whispered as he met my gaze with a carnal one of his own. “You’ve tasted me before.”
“Yes, and I have never gotten that out of my memory,” Perry said as he took my hand and wrapped it around his cock. I had attempted that a time or two with other guys and I gripped him just a bit tighter as he moved closer. “Fucking beautiful.” He looked down to watch my movement as he thickened in my hand and licked his lips. “I want to feel you, Caroline. You’re on the pill?”
“Yes. Bad periods,” I said, so desperate to feel him that I lied. I had never taken anything for birth control before since there was no need and I reasoned that there was no way that anything would happen with him just this time.
“I’ll go slow,” he promised as he eased my hand away from him and moved between my legs, sucking a nipple into his mouth as he slipped a finger inside of me. It was thick, though not as much as his cock was and I rocked against him. “I could spend my life making you come. It’s the most gorgeous sight that I’ve ever seen.” I did come, moaning his name as he bit my nipple. Perry moved his hand out of me, placing himself at my entrance as desire burned in his gaze.
He rested on one arm as he guided himself inside, slipping just a little bit in as he looked at my face. Perry kissed me as he eased himself in, stretching me open as I cried out against him. It was too much but felt so good, and he slipped his tongue against mine as he kept going. There was a hint of pain, just a pinch as I stilled and Perry pulled away to tell me it would be okay in just a moment. Perry apologized to me as he remained still and kissed my face, giving me the control to move when I was ready.
The moment that the discomfort was gone, I rocked against him and took him deep. He was thick and I felt him everywhere, including every nerve ending in my body. “Perry, I…I need you,” I begged as he pulled back and drove himself into me again. It was everything that I’d ever wanted and yet it overwhelmed me as we moved together, the slapping of our skin and combined moans filling the room. “Harder. I want all of you.” Perry had paused before he started to move hard and fast, his eyes intent on me through every moment. “Yes! Oh, God. Don’t stop.” I felt him thicken as I covered him with my release, crying out his name. Perry jerked as heat filled me, making me feel as complete at this moment as I had in my entire life. I cried out with it, clawing at him with my short nails as I murmured dirty things to him.
Perry kissed me as we settled down, slipping out of me and resting his body gently over mine. “Are you okay?” His voice was concerned and soft, and I slipped my arms into his hair and kissed him tenderly.
“I’m perfect,” I promised him as our lips met softly. I was. All my long unreturned lust was wrapped in a ball of heat in my stomach as I felt the combination of us trickle between my thighs. Perry made his way to the bathroom, bringing out a washcloth an
d he knelt between my legs and looked closely. “What are you doing?” I asked as he smiled at me.
“Cleaning you up, Caroline.” He wiped gently between my legs, and I shivered at the warm water. “You bled a little bit, but not bad at all.”
“How many times have you done that?” Perry gave me a curious look, and I thought about how to ask the question properly. “I mean, how many virgins have you been with?”
“A few. Not so much in the last several years, but there were a few in school.” He looked at me. “It was an inconvenience back then. I just wanted to rush through it, but with you…it was an honor. I’ll never forget that I was your first.”
“Neither will I,” I assured him as I smiled gently. He glanced down at me and walked the cloth into the bathroom, coming back to sit beside me.
We talked as we snuggled together, discussing what it was between us. I knew that he still felt bad, but I believed that my mother was giving me a message with the sunset since it looked exactly like one she’d painted for me before she died. When I told Perry that, he sighed and pulled me closer.
I knew that I was in love with him.
He told me that he wanted to be with me through the remainder of the vacation, not seeing how he could resist me now. There was a connection between us that we both felt, one that carried through the weeks as we spent days exploring paradise and the nights in bed. After the first time, I had no reservations about sex and Perry showed me a bit of a dominant side. We tried every position that I was aware of as well as ones I’d never seen or heard of. Perry took pleasure in teaching me how to give a blowjob at my request, telling me how to move as he gripped my hair. I learned what it was to swallow for a man that I loved and knew that I would never feel the same about anyone else.
Every time, he was bare inside of me. I didn’t want it any other way with Perry.
There were long breakfasts in bed every morning, naked as we fed each other before we’d make love for the second time that day. There were dinners out, in the cottage as well as a special one on the beach where we ate fresh fish by candlelight. Perry took me all over the islands, where we snorkeled over the coral and the beautiful sea life. We went hiking through the trees to see the lush greenery and the animals as we lost ourselves in nature.
I didn’t know if I preferred the days or the nights with him. Perry was attentive to me every moment that we were together, displaying our relationship when we were out. He wasn’t like the guys at school were with my friends, though, sloppy, and immature. Perry was all man that made me aware that he was always thinking of me. Every kiss hit me deep inside, making my body want him in little time. Every time he touched me, I felt like I was on fire, becoming more addicted to the way he treated my body by night.
Perry introduced me to things like spanking and being restrained. I enjoyed both, feeling nothing but trust that allowed me to relax in his care. It turned me on that Perry liked a darker side of sex, and I wanted to please him in that way. I wanted him to stay mine when we went back to Colorado, but I knew that might not work out. Here, we were a couple on a romantic vacation that nobody knew anything about, but there he was my guardian no matter how old I was, at least in the eyes of some people. We would be judged harshly, and he would be called a pervert, while I would be the innocent girl that he took advantage of. I was ready to step up and admit that I wanted this more than Perry did, that I initiated it.
I just didn’t know where he stood with things.
Every night seemed to grow longer as we’d make love in the upper-level bedroom. It ranged from fast and rough to soft and sweet, but it was something that I could not get enough of. I craved Perry every single moment of the day and attacked him every night when we arrived back at the cottage, dragging him into my obsession with me. I loved to taste his skin, nipping at it as he groaned my name and tugged at my hair.
We even found a few private areas around the resort where we took part in outdoor sex. There were places in the trees where we’d crouch low to the ground as our bodies slapped together, me riding Perry while he met me thrust-for-thrust. I always struggled to keep from screaming his name as I came, clutching his strong shoulders as I felt the waves of pleasure ripping through me.