I was pretty much naked for him to see now. And judging by the way his gaze fell upon me and the light of lust burning bright in his eyes, I knew he enjoyed the view.
“Mmm, I never knew you had such a tight little body underneath your frilly dresses, Maya,” he said, pressing the tip of his cock against my opening.
I was too focused on his cock; I couldn't even respond. I was mentally preparing myself for what was to come next – taking him inside of me. The mere thought of it scared me, but drove me wild at the same time. And as if acting of its own volition, my body thrust upward, trying to close the distance and take him into me.
Reese kissed me as he slipped the tip of his cock inside of me, spreading me open bit by bit. I grabbed onto him, eyes wide, as the sensation of him entering me took over. It hurt, yes, but there was more to it than that. The feeling of him being inside of me, even just a little bit, was amazing. My heart was thundering in my chest, the fire between my thighs burned hotter than ever before, and I could feel how absolutely wet and slick I'd become. I stared into those dark eyes as he thrust deeper into me, spreading me open wider than ever before. I'd never been stretched like that before, and it was all so surreal, yet so wonderful at the same time.
I whimpered, just a bit, as he thrust the rest of his stiff cock inside of me. Reese seemed to think it was a sign of pleasure as he filled me up with his cock, and made sure to go even deeper, ripping me open with one final push. I screamed this time – it was a scream of both pleasure and pain as I took every inch of him deep inside of me.
Reese groaned, his eyes rolling back in his head. “So fucking tight,” he said through gritted teeth.
Slowly, our bodies started moving in rhythm together as Reese started fucking me. He was gentle, for the most part, as he moved in and out of me, kissing me as he thrust in and pulled out, moving slowly at first, only gradually speeding up.
I was having sex, I thought to myself. I was actually having sex with Reese. It was just like I'd always fantasized about – well, almost, anyway. It was surreal. I was really there beneath him. He was really inside of me. And the look on his face was one of pure bliss as he ravished my body, pumping his thick cock into me again and again, harder and faster, drawing screams and moans out of me.
The expression on his face as he stared d down at me while fucking me was a look I'd never forget. With our foreheads pressed together, staring deeply into one another's eyes, he looked as if he finally saw me as someone other than Luke's annoying little sister. I was a woman – a sexy woman at that.
As my body got used to the sensations that rocked me, I started moving in time with him – meeting his thrusts with my own, allowing him to go even deeper inside of me. My nails were buried in his back, drawing a hiss from him as I held on for dear life while he pumped his cock into my hard and fast...
I didn't expect to orgasm, not my first time, but the sensation built up in my body. I could feel it coming on, the pleasure washing over me, and I knew from all that time I'd spent masturbating what an orgasm would be like. Or so I thought.
But as I came, my body shuddered wildly, making me feel like I was completely out of control of myself. I screamed in pleasure – this was nothing at all what it felt like when I took care of myself. It was so much better. My every nerve ending felt like it was on fire and like I had electricity coursing through my veins. Reese smiled as he watched while I writhed underneath him, continuing to move in and out of my tight little hole with the precision of a man who knew exactly what he was doing.
I felt my pussy tighten up around his cock, spasming around it, and Reese's eyes grew wide. An animalistic groan escaped his throat as he buried himself deep inside of me in one long, hard thrust. I felt his cock pulsating and I wondered if this was what it felt like to have a man come inside of you. His breathing was ragged and the sounds coming from his throat were of desperation and need, and I watched as he squeezed his eyes shut and just stayed there, deep inside and pulsating inside of my tight, wet, little pussy. I felt a warm wetness inside of me that I knew wasn't from me – it had to be Reese's seed pumping into me.
“Fuck,” he said, collapsing on top of me. “That was amazing.”
I had no words. I couldn't even speak. My body was still in shock from everything that had just happened, and I laid there, motionless, trying to learn how to breathe all over again. But I had to admit, – it had been amazing. My body was still coming down from the high of having a real orgasm – it was unlike any I'd experienced before.
His cock was still in me, but I felt it growing soft and after a moment, he pulled it out. A rush of warmth covered my thighs as he removed his cock from me. Such a strange feeling, I thought. To have his cum inside of me, to have it come pouring out like that. Such a strange and new feeling.
But I loved it.
I loved everything about it.
Reese leaned down and kissed me as he flopped down beside me. He pulled me into him, resting my head on his chest so I could hear his breathing and his heartbeat. He kissed the top of my head, but neither of us said anything for a long while.
There was nothing I could say, really. I just kept thinking about what I'd said earlier. When I thought – and told him – I could do this once and move on without a second thought, had I been wrong? Had I been lying to myself? Because deep down, I so badly wanted to stay with him, to experience the magic of having him inside of me again and again, to cuddle up to his warm body afterward. I wanted it even more now that I'd had a taste – and I feared no other man would do for me.
Reese, was it. He was the one. I was sure of it.
But then I reasoned with myself that all girls probably think like that after their first time. Besides, I had medical school and he had the job in LA.
It simply wasn't meant to be. We had our moment and that moment was now over.
This one time, this one memory – it had to be enough.
“Maya, what are you doing in there? I need to use the bathroom!” Allie banged on the door.
I just sat there, staring at myself in the mirror and feeling like nothing was real. This wasn't happening to me. It couldn't be.
No, no, no, I kept saying to myself. As if repeating it would somehow make it so. I wasn't crying. I didn't feel anything. I just stared at the little stick wi
th the blue lines and thought it had to be wrong.
But it was the third one I'd taken. The third one that said it was true. The third positive I'd had that day.
I didn't answer Allie even though she kept shouting at me through the door. There was another bathroom she could use in the house. Somewhere else. Right now, I needed to be alone. I needed to keep staring at that little stick, praying that somehow I was reading it all wrong. But my thoughts were all jumbled and I couldn't pull myself together. My head was spinning and my heart was pounding. What was I going to do?