I didn't get this far only to cum like a preteen.
Her one leg comes over my hips and she hovers above me, lining me up at her entrance. My gaze locks with hers, and she bites her lip before sinking down just slightly. Even just an inch is the tightest thing I've ever felt in my life. She's never been touched, and I'm nowhere near small.
"Baby," I breathe, wishing she'd go faster.
"Fuck," she murmurs and winces at the contact.
At a torturously slow speed, she starts to move, with only the tip dipping inside her but it's nowhere near enough. I need her. More than surfing. More than air. More than life. I fucking need her.
I grip her hips and flip us around so she's lying beneath me. "Please don't hate me for this."
In one harsh thrust, I shove myself inside of her and feel as her hymen snaps. She shrieks, but I swallow it down with a heated kiss. I don't stop to let her adjust, don't ask her how she's doing or if she's okay. I can't. My only focus is how good she feels wrapped around my dick, like she was made just for me.
It only takes a couple more movements before her heels dig into my back and she's egging me on.
"That feels so good," she moans against my lips.
I pull away just slightly and slide my hand down to where I know she's most sensitive. "You haven't felt anything yet."
The second I apply just the slightest pressure, her head lolls back and she pushes her chest forward. I bend down and suck one of her nipples into my mouth while my hand works its magic and my cock fills her entirely. I can tell by the way she starts to arch into my touch that she's getting close.
"Don't fight it, babe," I tell her. "Let it own you. Let it rip you apart. Give me everything you've got."
She screams out as her nails dig into my back, and she tightens like a vice grip around me. Her whole body is trembling as I ride her through it, finding my own high right along with her. I explode into the condom for what feels like ages until I finally collapse down on top of her. The only sound that fills the room is our labored breathing as we both recover from sexual euphoria.
"I'm sorry," I say as I pull out, realizing I may have slightly lost control.
She shakes her head. "Apologize for everything else you've done today, but do not apologize for that."
I sit beside her and look down at the way she's all splayed out. Her hair is fanned out above her head and there might even be some bruises forming on her hips, but she's got the biggest smile on her face.
"So, you don't hate me?" I ask.
Rolling her eyes, she chuckles. "Oh, I hate you. I've hated you since the day I met you. But I've tried the whole keeping my distance thing. Never worked out."
The corners of my mouth raise until I realize the predicament we're still in. I can't have both revenge and Lennon, not without her never speaking to me again. But I also don't think I'm willing to lose her. This started as a scheme—a way to get exactly what I was looking for and have a little fun in the process—but she's become so much more.
I'm fucked.
26
LENNON
They say that when you lose your virginity, you feel different. Older. Sexier. More mature. It's all true. I may not look any different, or at least I don't think I do, but I feel it. Colors are brighter. Mornings are happier. Dreams are more erotic.
"I'm telling you, I feel like everything has changed."
Tessa rolls her eyes. "It's only because you saved it for so long. Trust me. I lost my v-card at sixteen, and I didn't feel anything like that."
"Who did you lose it to?"
"Jace London." Her lip curls up in disgust.
"Seriously?"
She cringes and nods. "Not my brightest choice, but it wasn't the worst experience in the world."
"I'm just a little disappointed it wasn't me," Colby jokes. "That's about as close to commitment as I'm ever going to get."
I cock a brow. "Since when is taking someone's virginity a commitment?"
"Are you kidding? Girls get dicked and they're picking out napkin colors for the wedding by the next week."
Tessa snorts. "What kind of girls do you hook up with?"
"Crazy ones," Asher and I reply in unison.
Colby pretends to be mad as he waves