He plunges into me in one quick thrust. I gasp, and I can’t stop the tears from forming in my eyes if I tried. He’s buried inside me, fitted right up against me, and I struggle to catch my breath. My eyes clear, and I hear him telling me he’s sorry over and over. He’s kissing my eyes, whispering against my lips. “Gracie, baby, tell me you’re okay.”
I nod. “I’m fine, but make me feel better, Aiden.”
He reaches between us and goes straight to my clit. I’m already on fire and fully aroused, but his motions take me to the next level. I start to lift my hips, adjusting to the feel of him inside me. “Yes,” I breathe against his lips.
He smiles. “That’s my girl.” And just those few words go straight to my heart. I want that more than anything. I wish I could be his girl.
He starts to move then, and what I thought was good before was nothing compared to this erotic friction that feels like it might combust between us. His hips move up and down, and he never stops the torture on my clit. “I’m close,” I sigh.
“Come for me, Gracie. Come for me.”
I do, and the orgasm rushes through my body like a rocket. I can feel him everywhere, touching and pleasing me, taking me higher than I’ve ever been before. He’s grunting, his face clenched when he comes too, grunting into my neck as his body convulses.
We’re both panting. I have my arms wrapped around him, and I’m probably being too clingy, but I don’t care. We won’t have tomorrow, so right now I’m going to try to memorize the feeling of being in his arms.
“Are you okay?” he asks, pulling back enough to look into my eyes.
I nod. “I’m good. I’m really good, actually.”
He raises himself up, and I grimace as he pulls from me.
“Stay right there, I’ll be right back.”
He walks away, and I watch his naked body as he moves. He wasn’t kidding. He really is tattooed everywhere.
He comes back shortly, and I can’t help but stare at his muscular body with his manhood still semi hard between his legs. He stops next to the bed, and I raise my eyes to his when I realize he’s watching me.
“I would give anything to have you again, but I know I would really hurt you then. You need to recover.”
Aiden
My dick twitches as she stares at it. I would love to be inside her again, but I know it would hurt her if I took her again so soon.
I go around the bed, between her legs. She reaches for the warm rag in my hands, but I don’t let it go. I want to be the one to take care of her. “I want to do it. Open your legs, Gracie.”
She does, but almost shyly as if I wasn’t balls deep inside her just minutes ago. Her pussy is red, and the remnants of her virginity and our cum is leaking out of her. I don’t know why, but the image bothers me. I take my finger and push the jizz inside her. I then take the warm cloth and clean her gingerly. As soon as I’m done, I toss the cloth into the hamper and then climb into the bed beside her, pulling her naked body against mine. I know I should cover her up because she is way too tempting, but I need to have her in my arms.
She comes to me easily, and I wrap our arms and legs around each other. Her eyes are hooded, and I know she’s tired.
“Are you okay?”
She nods and yawns softly. “I’m really good. Thank you for tonight, Aiden. I’ll never forget this.”
“I’m glad you enjoyed it because now that I’ve had you, I won’t be able to keep my hands off you, Gracie.”
She looks surprised.
“I dreamt of us last night. It was about our future. I know it’s too soon, but I’m going to tell you about it one day because it felt so real. For the first time ever, I want to settle down and buy a house, start a family.”
Her eyes widen, and I’m sure I’m freaking her out. She just lost her virginity and already I’m talking about getting her pregnant. “Don’t worry, we have all the time in the world. Let’s just enjoy tonight.”
She snuggles closer, and I want her to talk to me; I love hearing her voice. “Tell me more about you. What do you want to do with your life?”
She shrugs, and I lean back to look in her eyes. “Really, if you could do or be anything, what would that be?”
She doesn’t hesitate this time. “I’d be an artist. I would love to be able to make art and have it hanging in galleries or even in people’s homes. I just want to be able to share my work.”