When I Was Yours
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“I want this, too,” I tell her. I dip my head and softly kiss her just once.
I lead her by the hand over to my bed, stopping when we’re beside it.
“You have a lot of clothes on,” she says, fingers tugging on my shirt button.
“I didn’t know you’d be wearing so little,” I tease, grinning.
“Do you like it? I bought it especially for tonight…for you.”
Staring into her eyes, I say, “I like it a lot.”
She smiles at me, and it punches me straight in the chest, like all of her smiles do.
She reaches up on her tiptoes and kisses me. Her fingers thread into my hair as I take over the kiss, tilting her head back with my hands, I part her lips with mine. I slip my tongue into her mouth, and she moans softly.
The sound travels straight to my cock.
Her hands move from my hair to my shirt, and she starts unbuttoning it. My hands slip under her nightie to her ass, and I find it bare.
I break from the kiss. I lift the material, peeking over her shoulder and down at her ass.
“No panties?” I grin, looking back to her face.
Her cheeks redden a little. Then, she shrugs and says, “I didn’t see the point.”
That’s my girl.
“God, I fucking love you.” I grab a handful of her hair and take her mouth again.
She undoes the last of the buttons on my shirt and pushes it off my shoulders.
I have to let her go for a second to get it off, and the fucking cuffs get stuck on my wrists. I toss it to the floor, and my hands are straight back on her, touching her soft skin.
I start to kiss her neck. It’s Evie’s sensitive place. All I have to do is run my tongue over the skin just beneath her ear, and she’s crying out, hips pressing into mine.
I lick my way up her neck, to the sensitive spot, and she turns to putty in my hands.
“I want you now,” she moans, her hands going for my pants.
I stop her because I don’t want to rush this.
It’s her first time. I want it to be one she’ll always remember.
“Not yet.” I kiss her mouth again.
Then, I lift her and lay her down on my bed. I climb up between her legs before lying on her. I support my weight on my elbows, so I don’t crush her. Then, I take her sweet mouth in a kiss again.
Her legs come up, wrapping around me, pressing her sweet pussy against my bare stomach. She’s hot to the touch and so fucking wet.
I slide my hand along her thigh. Gripping her hip, I kiss down her neck, loving the way she squirms against me, and I pull down one strap, revealing her breast to me.
I take her already hard nipple into my mouth, laving it with my tongue. My hand leaves her thigh, pulling the final strap down, exposing her other breast to me, and I pay that one the same attention.
“Adam, God, that feels so good,” she moans.
Lifting up, I stare down at her.
She looks so beautiful, and she’s all mine.
“Even though I like this nightie, babe, I like you naked a hell of a lot more.” I start to pull it down her body.
She loosens her legs from around me and lifts her hips, allowing me to remove the nightie.
Once it’s gone, I lie back between her legs, and I start kissing her again.
“So, how are we going to do this?” she asks me between kisses.
I know she’s nervous. Hell, I am.
“Really well, I hope.” I chuckle.
She playfully swats my back.
“I mean, what do we do? Do we just get right to it, or…I don’t know.”
I run my thumb over her lower lip as I talk to her, “I’m going to make you come first, help loosen you up. You’re going to be tight, babe, and I want to make this as painless as possible.”
“It’s going to hurt, Adam. There’s nothing you can do about that.” She cups my cheek with her hand.
“I know. But if I can help make it hurt a little less than I will. So, I’m gonna make you come with my mouth.” I press a kiss to her lips. “And then I might make you come again.”
“Twice?” she says, her pupils dilating.
“Yeah, twice. The more orgasms, the better. You probably won’t come the first time we actually have sex.”
“Wow, you’re really not selling this sex stuff to me,” she teases. “Also, you seem pretty knowledgeable about taking a girl’s virginity. Just how many virginities have you taken?” She’s smiling, but I can hear the hint of worry in her voice.
“None. You’re my first—in so many more ways than just this.” I give her another soft kiss. “I love you, Evie.”
Her fingers curl around the back of my neck. “I love you, too.” She brings my mouth back to hers, kissing me.
The kiss quickly turns into more.
Then, I’m moving down her body, taking her pussy with my mouth, licking her and fucking her with my finger, just like I know she loves.
When she blows apart, I climb up her body, lying beside her. Keeping my finger inside her, I kiss her mouth. She returns the kiss hungrily. I push another finger inside her and start moving them in and out again. My thumb moves up to her clit.
She grabs my arm, her thighs pressing together. “I don’t think I can come again so soon.”
“You can.” I slide my leg between hers, pushing them apart. “Let me make you come again.” I run my tongue over her lips.
I know I have her when she relaxes, and her legs drop open.
I start massaging her clit again while moving my fingers in and out.
She moans, her fingernails scratching down my arm.
My cock is solid. I could pound nails he’s that hard. Trying to get some relief, I press my dick against her hip.
Her hand finds me. She opens the button on my jeans and slips her hand inside my boxers. Her hand curls around my cock, and I groan with the relief of her touch.
I keep working her with my fingers while she works me with hers.
“Jesus, Adam, I’m…I’m gonna come again.”
I pump my fingers faster, rubbing her clit harder.
Then, she’s tensing and crying out my name in release.
Nothing sounds better than hearing Evie say my name when she comes.
I kiss her lips, her cheeks, her eyelids while she comes down.
Her hand is still around my cock but unmoving.
She blinks open her eyes at me. “Wow,” she says.
“Yeah. And it’s only going to get better.” I give her a wink.
That earns me a smile.
Every single time Evie smiles at me, I feel like I’ve won something incredibly precious.
Lying on my back, I lift my ass up and push my jeans down, taking my boxers off at the same time.
Then, I turn back to her. She runs her fingernails down my chest, and it makes me shiver.
I reach over to my nightstand and grab the new pack of condoms I bought. I rip it open and get one out, keeping it in my hand.
Then, I come back to Evie, who’s staring at me. I can see the nervousness in her eyes.
“Are you really sure you want to do this?” I check.
She lifts a hand to my face, and runs her fingers over my scruff. “I’m sure. I want this with you. I want to feel you inside me.”
That’s my undoing.
I think I’ve shown pretty amazing restraint up until this point, but there’s only so much a man can take.