"Say my name," he growls in my ear as my climax swallows me whole. I don’t even feel like myself, unable to hear or speak properly.
"Thomas," I moan, softly as first, but when I see the effect it has on him, pushing towards his own release, I moan louder until I’m yelling his name as he pounds into my with all his strength.
Lifting his body, balancing the weight on his elbows, he falls into me, my sex welcoming him greedily. He feels indescribable, better than I ever imagined sex could be. Lisa was wrong, or maybe she was just doing it wrong, because this was the best feeling in the world. I never wanted it to end.
"Ahh! Fuck!" Thomas groans before growling, his voice a booming roar as his hands grip my hips tightly, holding me in the perfect position for him as he pounds on magnificently.
"Thomas, baby… Yes! You feel amazing, baby," I moan softly, my hand stroking the back of his hair down to the nape of his neck as he hides his face in my neck.
Those masculine growls grow weaker as a vulnerable tone laces his voice. He’s moaning, whining even, as his hips slow just a little, his eyes clenched shut and his jaw tense. I know he’s strokes away from exploding, so I wrap my legs tightly around him, clasping my ankles together, resting on the small of his back.
"Nicole," he moans and it’s the most erotic sound hearing him lose control, knowing his mind isn’t functioning normally, but it’s my name he remembers.
"Cum for me, baby," I repeat his earlier instruction knowing how much it turned me on and it seems to do the same for him.
"Fuck, baby! Oh shit! Nicole," He pumps into me three more times and then his body grows tense and stiff.
"Oh, Nicole, baby… Nicole…" His voice is weak and low. I know I wouldn’t be able to hear him if his mouth wasn’t so close to my ear.
Stilling inside of me as his arms squeeze me so tightly I’m a bit uncomfortable, and then I feel him twitch, inside of me. His cock spasms and I can actually feel his release. My pussy clenches instinctually, gripping his oozes manhood.
"Nicole! Oh, fuck! Do that again," he moans, begging, and I squeeze my pussy around him as he slides out of me and plunges in once mo
re.
"Milk me, baby," he whispers and I clench down again as he buries himself inside me until he’s given me every drop of his pleasure.
Our bodies rise and fall dramatically together, each of us out of breath and panting, our bodies damp from the exertion of such intense energy. Sighing in ecstasy, Thomas lifts his head from my neck, looking me deeply in my eyes for an extended moment before leaning down. Lifting my head, I meet him halfway, and our lips meet in the middle, thankful and sated.
Our kiss is much more gentle than before, having expressed ourselves so perfectly already. Pulling out of me, he rolls over, settling beside me, before resting his head in his hand as he props himself up on his elbow.
"You’re incredible," he mutters, looking down at me and I feel my cheeks redden.
"Don’t get shy now," he teases and I cover my eyes, wanting to escape although there’s nowhere in the world I’d rather be than here with him.
I can’t believe I’ve actually lost my virginity, and in spectacular fashion If I do say so myself. My body is throbbing, my pussy lips swollen and sensitive.
"Are you okay?" He asks after staring at me in silence while I blush beyond belief.
"I feel amazing," I admit, looking up into his eyes.
"You definitely do feel amazing," he jokes and I giggle, rolling away from him, feigning embarrassment.
Wrapping his arm around me, he pulls me backwards so that my soft bottom is pressed against his hard body. His chin rests perfectly on my shoulder as our bodies snuggle together, fitting like two puzzle pieces, our legs and arms intertwined.
"Can I stay the night?" he whispers in my ear.
"You thought you were leaving?" I sass while glancing over my shoulder. My stomach sinks in the best way when a bashful grin spreads across his handsome face.
"I was hoping I wouldn’t be put out again after that performance," he smirks, and I can’t help but giggle realizing how the tables have turned.
Everything must make complete sense to him now that he understands my apprehension. Hopefully, he can forgive me for not sharing my truth with him earlier, but I didn’t want to reveal my inexperience and scare him off. Thankfully, it seems to have worked out perfectly.
"Goodnight, Thomas," I whisper and his grip around me tightens slightly.
"Goodnight, baby," he whispers before kissing my ear gently and I realize how much I love his new pet name for me.
My eyes grow heavy as I hope he never uses my proper name again. ‘Baby’ sounds so much better, and prompts my stomach muscles to clench in satisfaction mixed with desire.