going if it hurts. Got it?”
“Got it,” I whisper. I don’t have it. How can I get it? I’ve never done this before.
Painstakingly slowly Kent lowers himself between my legs. His penis eases into my opening. It’s like he flipped a switch. All of my fears fade away, and the fire he lit earlier roars back to life. He teases me for a few more seconds with the head of his penis, coating it in my wetness, before he finally enters me. At first the sensation is too mind-blowing to think about anything else. I’ve waited so long for this. That it is finally happening is overwhelming. The feeling of him teasing me is so thrilling and new. But Kent is going slowly and I don’t understand why. He watches me carefully. I bite my lip and moan when he fills me a few more inches. But those last few inches make me realize what he’s worried about.
“Kent,” I whimper.
There’s a tight pinching pain deep inside of me that blasts my bliss away. I grip his arms tightly as he pushes into me, shattering my virginity. That last thick inch is pure pain. He leans down and presses his face into my neck, resting on his elbows as he remains there. He doesn’t enter me any more as I adjust to the feeling of being full for the first time.
“Are you okay? Do you want to stop?”
I suck back my sob and press my lips to his cheek. “No. I’m fine.”
“Are you sure? I’ll go slow the entire time if you need me to.”
“Will that be hard for you?”
“Yes,” he admits.
“Go slow.”
In answer he finds my lips. He kisses me deeply for a long time before he moves. I sense him trying to make up for the pain. I hiss, still not free of the ache completely, but his lips won’t allow me a voice. He slides back inside of me slowly, his movements measured and intentional. After a few more minutes it doesn’t hurt nearly as bad. Kent is patient and loving, kissing me so passionately the fire begins to sizzle again. He coaxes the embers until I’m blazing once more.
“Go faster,” I beg, wrapping my arms around his shoulders.
“Oh thank you, Rain,” he stammers. He collapses on top of me and thrusts into me deep and hard.
But I still get the impression that he’s holding back. I’ve seen him in action. I know how he likes it. I open my legs wider and gasp in pain and pleasure as he stretches me. He groans in my ear and I get my wish. Kent pumps into me deeply, his face in my neck, his hot breath in my ear.
“Rain,” he whispers. “I hope you love what you find.”
My head is fogged from him. I’m nothing but skin and sweat and moans. Eventually the pain leaves me completely and it is only pleasure. Hot, searing pleasure. He feels so good inside of me, so thick, filling me deliciously. He knows exactly how to move his hips and how much is too much. Kent and I lose each other in ourselves. We are feeling something so damn incredible I wonder how I’ve lived this long without it.
I dig my nails into his back as I feel it coming. I know this one is going to be different. I’m already falling apart and it isn’t even here yet. “Kent!” I scream, smothering my mouth against his. When it gets here it sweeps over me like a fog. I am consumed by it. It is hot, intense, and paralyzing. I can’t move. My entire body seizes up and I start to convulse around him. He pumps into me faster, reaching for his end.
“Can we do it together?” I don’t want to do it without him.
“Right now. Come with me, baby.”
I detonate around him, flying high as my wings are set on fire. And he’s there, his wings blazing with my own.
“Please,” he repeats over and over again as he pumps into me. Finally his hips still and my eyes are having trouble staying open.
We both fall back down to earth, the ashes from our wings racing us to the ground.
“This might hurt,” he warns, lifting his body off of mine.
I hiss in pain and bite my lip. When I look down there’s blood on the condom. He touches a wet puddle beneath me and his fingers come away red. I blush all over.
“Don’t be ashamed, Rain. A little blood isn’t going to scare