Wait For Me

“I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life, and I don’t trust myself to go easy with you. I want you to take control since it’s your first time. We’ll take this at your pace, however fast or slow you want it.”

I love that he’s putting me in charge, but I’ve never done this before, and I don’t really know wha

t to do. He must see my uncertainty on my face, because he links his fingers with mine and rocks his hips.

This position hits all sorts of new spots inside of me and has me gasping for air while simultaneously searching for those secret areas again.

“Ohhh,” I breathe.

Our bodies move together. I shift between fast and slow, exploring my body as well as his and making a mental note of what feels the best, and what makes him moan. But no matter what I do, it’s still not enough. I want to get as close to him as I possibly can. I want him to brand me and fuck me and make me his.

I’d crawl inside him if I could.

“Harder, Grayson. I need more.”

He puts his arm around my waist, holding me close. His lips brush against my ear. He sucks the lobe into his mouth and then his hips really begin to move, thrusting in and out.

I moan loudly.

I’ve wanted this for so long, and now I’m here. I want to go slow and savor every moment, but this feels too good.

Too good to be true.

“Wrap your arms around my neck.”

I do, and in a swift move I’m back on the bottom. Grayson’s body presses mine into the mattress. It’s a heady feeling that has me growing impossibly damp between the thighs.

Our bodies slap together, the sounds of flesh on flesh filling the air.

“Grayson,” I whisper, threading my fingers into his hair. His lips fall to my neck, sending chills down my spine. Or maybe that’s the beginning of an orgasm. Who the hell knows? What I do know is he has my body wound so tight, I feel like I’m going to explode.

I’ve waited for this moment for so long. Had I known it would be this good, I would’ve begged someone to take my virginity much sooner. But I know in my heart of hearts that it’s the way it is because it’s him…it’s us.

He pulls away from my neck, hooks an arm under my knee, and opens me more. He watches himself disappear into me over and over. I want to look down, see what it looks like for myself, but I can’t because I’m mesmerized by him.

“Fuck,” he grits out.

His movements grow faster and harder. He lets go of my leg and presses a thumb to my clit. I drop my head against the pillow as my body spasms beneath his. Grayson lets out a guttural moan and drops his forehead to mine. We meet each other thrust for thrust as we ride out our orgasms together.

He kisses me deeply, playing with my breast. Each time he pinches my nipple, a zap shoots straight to my clit, causing my pussy to pulse around his cock.

“Love that feeling, baby.”

I love you.

“Me too.”

Grayson rolls to his side, tucks me against him, and pulls the blanket over our naked bodies. I’m overwhelmed with emotions and love for this man, and I want so badly to tell him how I feel, but right after sex doesn’t seem appropriate.

“What’s wrong? You just went tense in my arms.”

“I’m great. Better than great. So great, in fact, that I’m afraid if I blink, you’ll disappear.

He cups my chin and lifts my face. “I’m not going anywhere, except maybe the bathroom.”

I laugh, and Grayson kisses my head.

“I’ll be out by the pool if you ladies need me for anything.”