god, Emerson,” she moans loudly. Too loudly for the fact we’re in her parents’ house with both them and her brother right down the hall.
I seal my lips over hers, swallowing down her pleas for more and her cries of pleasure when she eventually falls.
“Still sure?” I ask once she’s come back down. I’m desperate for more, but I’m conscious of pushing her. I don’t want her to think that it’s all I want this early on in what I hope is our budding relationship.
She sits up and boldly pushes her hand past the waistband of my boxers and wraps her delicate fingers around my length. It twitches violently at her touch and a groan rumbles up my throat.
“Fuck, Lys.”
An accomplished smile turns up one side of her mouth.
With her hand still firmly holding me, I push up and shove the fabric down over my hips to fully free myself. Her eyes drop to my newly exposed skin. She stares for a few long seconds, and if it weren’t for the look of awe on her face, then I might be worried.
“I guess I was wrong, eh?”
“With what?”
“My guess that you have a tiny cock.”
“My ego is fully warranted, baby.”
“Ugh, please.” She rolls her eyes and laughs. “So, are you going to show me what you do with it?”
“Too fucking right.” Climbing from the bed, and regretfully losing her touch, I dig in my suitcase for a condom and lose my last remaining item of clothing.
When I turn back around, Alyssa is lying back on my pillow. Her dark hair is fanned over the light floral sheets, her chest heaving, and her core still slick with her earlier release.
My cock twitches with the anticipation of being inside her, but the intensity in her eyes forces me to stay where I am so she can get her fill.
“See something you like?”
“Get back over here.”
She opens her legs to allow me to settle between them and I make quick work of opening the small silver packet and rolling the rubber down my length.
“You can tell me to stop at any time.”
“I won’t, but thanks.”
I kiss up her body, my fingers back inside her, making sure she’s as ready as possible for when I slide into her.
Eventually, I make it up to her lips. I kiss her deeply and I pull my fingers from her body and tease her pussy with the tip of my cock. She tenses to begin with but soon starts to relax.
Finding her entrance, I slowly push the tip inside. Her legs stiffen until I find her clit and start to circle it with my fingertip, helping her to relax and allow me to push farther inside.
“I’m so sorry,” I whisper against her lips, knowing that what’s going to come next is going to hurt.
“Just do it. I’m ready.”
I hope like fuck that she’s right, but I fear she might be lying.
Thrusting my hips forward, I grit my teeth as her tight, hot heat surrounds me. Fuck, I need to move so fucking bad, but I force myself to remain still until I know she’s okay.
Her whimpers sound like screams in my ears and I hate that I’ve caused her any pain.
I kiss her tenderly while continuing to stroke her clit in the hope it’ll spark some pleasure that will help to drown out the pain.
“It’s okay. I’m okay,” she whispers against my lips.
I flex my hips to see if she’s telling the truth and the sensation blows my fucking mind. She’s so fucking tight.
“You feel so good, Lys.”
A small smile appears on her lips. “Show me.”
I do as I’m told and slowly pull out before pushing back in again. “Shit. This might not last very long.”
“We’ve got all the time in the world to do it again,” she says, stealing my words from earlier this evening.
“Too fucking right.”
It’s only a few slow thrusts later that I know my previous words were correct. My release begins to tingle at the base of my spine long before I’m ready for it to.
“Emerson,” Alyssa moans as I fold over her and take her lips on mine, wanting us connected in every way when I fall over the edge.
My growl of pleasure rumbles up my throat as my cock twitches and I release everything I have inside of her.
“Oh god,” she mutters, my own orgasm bringing her closer to her own.
Next time I take her, I’ll make her come with my cock. But tonight, while she’s sore from her first time, I