Blaire.
When I opened my eyes, I looked directly into his. The look of lust on his face was potent, primal. He drove forward, a little harder and a little deeper, making me moan louder.
“Give me what I want, baby girl,” he said. “I’m not going to last long. But I need you to cum again. I want to feel you cum around my cock.”
“Zach…” I moaned. “Please!”
I wanted him to move faster, to drive in me deeper. I looked at him with pleading eyes. He slowly shook his head. He wasn’t going to lose control. He was being careful not to hurt me.
He leaned forward and sucked on one of my nipples, causing me to moan even louder. I could feel it inside me, building in intensity. Each thrust, he hit me deeper and put pressure on my clit at the same time. Zach was taking me to heights I had never been to before. Slowly, but surely.
With one deep thrust, I suddenly lost control. I was pushed toward the edge again. I screamed his name over and over as I lost control of my own body. My whole body rocked, and I begged him to ride me harder, go deeper. And finally, he did. Knowing that I was cumming, he drove deeper and faster into me, riding me to new heights, low and high and then back again.
“Fuck!” I heard him curse just as I was going down from my orgasm, and then his thrusts became more urgent. Faster. Deeper. And just as his body rocked, I felt myself lose control once again.
He leaned forward and kissed me on the lips, swallowing my moans in his mouth. I kissed him back, clung on to him as we succumbed to our pleasures together.
I lost count of how many times I came, and I didn’t even realize that it was possible. It was intense, and it was the most amazing feeling I had ever had in my life.
We were still for a minute, feeling each other’s heartbeats, hearing each other’s heavy intakes of breath.
Finally, he propped up on his elbow and stared back at me.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
I smiled gently at him and nodded, still unable to find my voice.
He leaned forward and kissed me on the lips gently. He traced my lips with his tongue. He was still inside me, pulsating in the aftermath, and I kissed him back, having no desire to break our connection just yet.
He stared back at me again and said, “I thought you couldn’t be any more beautiful than you are. But right now, is the most beautiful I’ve seen you.”
“Really? I was afraid I look like a mess.”
He shook his head. “You don’t. I will never forget the way you look right now.” He leaned forward to kiss me again.
Then he gently pulled himself out of me. He lay beside me and gathered me in his arms. He gave me a lingering kiss on the forehead.
“I’m sorry I hurt you,” he whispered.
“It doesn’t hurt anymore,” I said. “It was inevitable.”
He hugged me to him. “Are you okay?”
I knew he wasn’t asking me about the physical pain anymore. I took a deep breath and deciphered my emotions. What was I feeling? Was I regretting this? Would I?
I realized… no. I didn’t feel any form of guilt or remorse. In fact, I couldn’t help feeling giddy at the memories of what we just did. And I couldn’t help feeling excited and thrilled at the thought that we would do it again.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
“I feel like you just handed me a piece of heaven,” he replied. “You?”
“I feel I was right to have waited for this perfect moment to give away my virginity.” I propped up on my elbow so I could look him in the eyes. “At this perfect moment. With the perfect guy.”
He reached forward and kissed me on the lips. For a moment, he looked like he wanted to say something, but then decided not to. Instead, he pulled me to him into a tight embrace. I felt him give me a lingering kiss on the forehead.
I closed my eyes and sighed happily. I was not sure what this would mean when we woke up tomorrow morning. I refused to think about it now. Tomorrow… tomorrow, we would talk. We would decide what we want to be. Now that we had finally had each other, we could decide whether this forbidden night would become just a memory we’ll both keep a secret for the rest of our lives or if this was worth risking our family relations for.
Tomorrow would change everything.
But for now, I just wanted to savor the feel of his arms around me, the warmth of his skin against mine and his minty, masculine scent overpowering my senses.