While he thought about this, he decided to push his fingers inside Julia, the way he had done the last time. She had enjoyed it then and she seemed to enjoy it now, for she was easily accessible. His fingers slipped in without encountering resistance. She felt tight and hot and gloriously wet.
His cock throbbed. He wanted to put it where his fingers were. He wanted that very badly indeed.
‘Oh Adam,’ gasped Julia, pushing her cunt into his face. ‘Oh yes. Fuck me. Please fuck me.’
How could any man be expected to resist such a plea?
He gave her clit one last salutary lick, then he rose up on his knees, looking down at Julia’s ravenous face.
‘You’re going to, aren’t you?’ she asked.
He nodded.
‘Right, you’ll need one of these.’
She reached for the bedside drawer and scrabbled blindly inside it, never taking her eyes off Adam, until she retrieved a box of condoms.
‘I bet you’ve never put one of these on before,’ she said, removing a foil package and tearing at it with her teeth.
He shook his head. He remembered some of the boys at school filling them with water and throwing them down the stairwell in the science block. Detentions had resulted.
‘I’ll give you a hand,’ she said, sitting up, brandishing the circle of latex. ‘Gosh, good thing I bought the large size, isn’t it? That’s quite a boner you’ve got going on there. Making up for lost time, eh?’
Adam frowned at her, feeling himself the butt of her sly humour.
‘Do you want it or not?’ he asked gruffly.
‘Oh. You are a fast learner. Talking the talk now.’ She popped the ring over the tip of his cock then skinned it on with a certain degree of difficulty. ‘Sorry,’ she said, grimacing. ‘I haven’t done much of this.’
‘Haven’t you?’ Her touch felt exquisite, even with the sheath of rubber separating her fingers from his cock.
‘Not since – you know. There hasn’t been anyone else.’
Adam almost wanted to ask questions. Almost. But his overriding desire to sink his cock inside Julia’s tight and willing cunt soon made its presence felt and the questions fled his mind.
‘Do you know what to do?’ Julia whispered, lying back down.
‘I … In principle. I think so.’
‘Don’t worry. I’ll help you.’
He took his cock in his hand and bent over, guiding it towards the place his fingers had prepared. Julia lay with her legs bent and her bottom slightly raised, making his target easier to penetrate.
He let the tip nestle in the shallow basin, preparing for a move forward that he could only assume would hurt Julia. He seemed too thick, too wide, for that tiny little entrance. He knew there was yield inside, but was there that much?
‘You’re big, but you’ll fit,’ she said reassuringly. ‘You won’t hurt me. I can’t wait to feel you inside me. I think you’re going to fill me up so beautifully.’
He had to stop and hold himself still, her words arrowing with deadly accuracy down his hard shaft to his straining balls. Just the thought of it was almost enough to bring him to orgasm. He was so close to that moment, that sweet, mad moment when he would be inside her flesh.
Julia’s flesh.
Suddenly, the image of Evie, brown-skinned and wanton and laughing, flashed into his head. It should be her flesh, on their wedding night. This was wrong. It was not meant to happen this way.
But it was too late now. It was going to happen this way. He couldn’t turn back.
He braced himself over Julia on one arm, the other hand still holding his cock at the root and made that first tentative nudge forward.
How easily she widened and gave way, as if welcoming him in. It couldn’t be this simple, could it?