For Her (The Girl I Loved Duet 1)

I press harder, keeping that rhythm, but faster, and she’s more wet than before, my fingers slipping across her skin, but that seems to make it better for her, and I let myself smile as her eyes slip closed.

I try even faster, and her breath goes shallow, body tense, and I keep going. Suddenly Amber goes tight, her entire body still and she moans, then she’s shaking and relaxing and she curls into me. Her pussy spasms under my hand and I keep teasing her until she touches my hand again, eyes clear. “That was…very good.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

I kiss her, tangling our tongues together and she wraps her arms around me so that we’re close. I can feel her wetness spreading across her skin and mine and god it makes me want to stop breathing it’s so good. “I’m ready,” she says.

“Are you sure?”

“Hell yeah,” she’s grinning, and reaches for the box of condoms on my bedside table. I didn’t even realize that she’d noticed. She hands me one, and I take the time to put it on before settling between her legs.

“Please tell me if I hurt you.”

This is the first real time I’ve seen her down there, and it’s strange and alien, and if I wasn’t already falling in love with Amber, I’m pretty sure that would do it, strange as that sounds.

I hesitate, but Amber doesn’t. She grabs my dick and brings it closer, placing it right at her entrance, and nods. Sliding inside, even an inch, is heaven. It’s soft and feels like I’m bathing in pure heat. God, you can imagine it all you like but nothing will ever match this. I know that and we’re just starting.

Slowly, slowly, I slide in a little at a time, gritting my teeth against the urge to plunge as deep as I can as fast as I can and never stop. I keep watching Amber’s face, waiting for any sign of pain or that she wants to stop, but her hands are on my arms, her eyes are on mine, and she looks beautiful.

She tenses once, and I pause. “No,” she says quickly, “Keep going.” I push further, and I can feel her pussy yield to me, and I slip in the rest of the way faster than I intended. Falling to my arms over her, I kiss her, because I have to. I have to.

“Are you okay.” I can’t even manage to make it a question, because this is amazing. Awesome. Perfect. There aren’t enough words.

“Yeah,” she breathes. “I think so…it hurt a little, and it…aches? But not as bad as they tried to scare us with.”

“Holy shit,” I say. I think I’ve just gone blind, because she squeezed down on me, and everything went white. My air is coming in pants, now.

“Move, Peter,” Amber says, and I do, like I turned a key in a lock and something opened up. I try to be gentle, but the friction is so good that it makes me want to go as hard as I can. Sweet pleasure building at the base of my spine and Jesus it’s everything. It grows until it feels like I can’t contain it, and I hold it there for as long as I can, but it’s not that long.

I come, and it’s like lightning striking my body. All the personal practice I’ve had has been nothing compared to this perfection. It electrifies me and leaves me empty, and I think I might collapse. I don’t want to fall on Amber, so I roll to the side and fall back onto the pillows of my bed, panting for breath.

Oh my god.

Even though neither of knows what we’re doing, that was still the best experience of my life. The fact that Amber trusted me enough to do this, her first time, makes me feel more than I have words to describe.

She’s so beautiful, and I can’t stop staring at the way her hair is draped across my pillow. But I…need to clean up.

“I’ll be right back.” I throw away the condom and clean myself up as quickly as possible, because I want to be next to her again.

Sliding under the covers with her again, I pull her against me, and she smiles. “Hi.”

“Hi.” I tilt her face up to mine and kiss her. “Are you okay?”

“I’m great,” she says.

I’ll never tell her, but I did research. I didn’t know when we’d get here, but I wanted to be as good as I could be when we did. I didn’t want to be one of those guys that just tried to get it over with and didn’t care, and I think I did okay.

“You’re sure it didn’t?”

She laughs softly, voice a little deeper than when we started, and snuggles down against me. “I think everything you did first helped. I wouldn’t mind if we did that again. I wouldn’t mind if we did any of that again.”