Tristan
“Is this your first time?” he asked, just to make sure. He wanted to make it good for her.
“Yes.”
He didn’t want to make her self-conscious either, so he went back to kissing her. She was half naked under him, and he could stare at her breasts forever, but he could already see her blushing. And God, he could smell her arousal. He couldn't wait to get her jeans off.
He kissed her breasts and watched her back arch. He moved his hand lower, popping the button of her jeans open. She worked with him, and slid them down her body, until she wore only her panties.
He left those on, but slipped his finger down into the front, over her mound, and down to the slick spot between her legs.
She let out a little cry as he gathered the slick on his fingers and then rubbed over her clit. “Tristan,” she whispered.
“Does that feel good?” he asked, knowing that it did. He could tell from her reactions. But he wanted to hear her say it.
“Yes,” she breathed. “It feels so good.”
He took care with her, going slowly. He wanted her to look back on this evening with happiness. He refused to cause her any regret at all.
He moved his finger lower, pressing into her entrance. She bucked her hips as he breached her. He moved back to her mouth, kissing her, and he carefully pushed just one finger all the way into her body.
She moved her hips with his hand, and he relished the heat of her pussy. His own cock was throbbing with every beat of his heart.
“I’m going to add a second finger,” he said.
It was hardly provocative talk, but she blushed crimson anyway.
She was so wet that adding the second finger was easy. “You’ll be ready for my cock soon,” he said.
She reached down then and pushed her panties off. “I’m ready now.”
He had to grab his cock to keep from erupting. Her eagerness fueled his lust.
She wasn’t quite ready yet. He kept working his fingers in and out of her, finding her g-spot and rubbing his fingers over it as he added a third.
She was writhing against him now, and he was ready.
He reached for his wallet and pulled out a condom. He rolled it on quickly.
“Are you ready?” he asked.
“I’ve been ready.”
He moved over her, spreading her legs wider. “I can’t wait,” he said. “You’re so gorgeous.”
She canted her hips, and he pushed into her.
His eyes closed automatically. Oh God. Her pussy was warm, and she welcomed him. He forced his eyes back open. He needed to see her while he entered her. She was tight, but he pushed inch by inch. She only winced twice, and each time he stopped and let her adjust.
Finally, he was fully inside. He thrust experimentally, and she moaned.
He let out his own groan. He wasn’t going to last long. He moved his fingers to her clit. He needed her to climax soon.
He rubbed over her clit while he moved his cock in and out, and soon enough, she was rocking her hips and making small moaning sounds.
Her pussy tightened around him. She was close.
“Come for me,” he said.
She came. Her pussy pulsed around him as she yelled his name.
There was no chance for him after that. He kissed her as his cock throbbed and then erupted, emptying into her body.
They lay there in each other’s arms. He kissed all over her face.
“How do you feel about Alaska?” he asked.
“It’s very far away,” she said.
He wasn’t going to push. He went back to kissing her, and they spent the night wrapped up in each other.