I’m not sure how exactly, but I maneuvered us to the bed with Elaina laid out like a goddess upon it, my window fantasy but a distant memory, as I sat back on my knees and tried to decide where to go first. She had a body that took my breath away, and I planned on touching every bit of it, the need to know how she felt under my hands and mouth as necessary as breathing.
“What is it?” she asked.
“You’re so fuckin’ gorgeous I hardly know where to begin.”
“Kiss me.” She arched her whole body, offering herself up in the most beautiful way I lost the ability for coherent speech. The point was moot anyway as my mouth got busy in ways other than talking.
I slid my hands over her slowly, beginning at her throat and moving down, learning her soft curves, feeling her reaction to my hands on her, listening to the sounds she made because of what I did with them.
When my mouth found its way to her breasts again, I slowed the pace, devoting some time to getting to know them intimately. I took the whole tip of one into my mouth and sucked, rolling the nipple with my tongue and grazing with my teeth. She cried out softly, arching toward me even more. Her beautiful tits were very sensitive apparently, and this was precisely the kind of knowledge I desired to know about my girl.
I focused my attentions onto her other breast, holding its soft weight in my hand while suckling with my mouth, nipping the hard-budded nipple gently with my teeth. I got some beautiful sounds out of her for that effort, and I made a mental note of it for the future. Sexy sounds of submission and the acceptance of my touch, allowing me to take what she was willingly giving to me.
I sucked and licked and worked my way around both of her breasts. I put so many love bites on her, that I couldn’t count how many when I finally stopped and looked over my handiwork. Just claiming what was mine.
And, I wasn’t a bit sorry about marring the perfectness of her skin either. The marks I’d made with my mouth were symbols of what she meant to me, a tangible display of what we’d shared, and for our eyes only, to remember what we’d done on our first time together.
I needed so much more than that from her though.
My hand moved lower to skim over her flat belly. I heard the soft intake of breath, and felt a jerk when I covered her lips with mine at the same time my hand delved between her legs. My fingers touched perfection—felt how soft she was there, how wet, how ready for me.
“Ohhh, Neil,” she moaned under my lips, “I want—I need—I—please—”
She sounded blissfully frustrated and I loved it because I was the one causing her to be that way. And, I held the power to fix it for her too. Bloody perfect position for me to be in as well.
“I know, beautiful,” I interrupted, “but you’re gonna come for me first.”
I plied her folds with a finger, circling the slippery nub of her clit until she was writhing underneath me, crying out my name again and again, spilling tears onto the bed sheets in passionate submission as she arched up and convulsed. I watched her come apart, lost in her response both physically and emotionally, thinking that I could watch her orgasm over and over and it would never be enough, I’d still want to give her more pleasure. Elaina owned me completely and it was so good belonging to someone. So fuckin’ good. I belonged to her as much as she belonged to me. Even more, really.
“I want you n-n-now,” she panted on a whisper.
I knew what she was asking of me, and I was so ready to give her what she wanted that I wasted no time in reaching for the pack of condoms resting on the bedside table and slid off my shorts.
Elaina was then the one watching the show.
As her eyes settled on my rock hard cock, I wondered if she was worried about how we’d fit. I’d have to be careful with her this first time because I’d be wrecked if I ever hurt her when we fucked. Not her. Not my Elaina. I felt a rise of panic and realized I was close to losing it—the utter mindfuck I was experiencing over the real fucking we were about to do.
Pull yourself together.
She saw me put the condom packet between my teeth to open it.
“You don’t really need that,” she said, with a shake of her head.
“Yes, I do,” I said, as I rolled it down the length of my cock. She might say we didn’t need condoms but I knew we did. Elaina meant far too much for me to take a risk on getting her pregnant when I was leaving so soon. What if we made a baby and I got myself blown up and she was left alone. No. Never. Elaina was too young for babies anyway. Later…much later, we would get to that point. Marriage. Children. Yes, but later.
“Neil?” She tugged at my hips with her hands, begging.
“Yes,” I soothed.
I settled above her, moving those long sexy legs of hers wide apart with my hands. I hovered with my lips, wanting my mouth on her pussy, and my tongue dipping inside for a first taste, but realized this wasn’t the moment. We were both far too impatient.
Later I’d be doing it though, I vowed.
Elaina looked so beautiful spread underneath me I knew I’d always remember this first time. The way she was offering herself. How she was willing to let me take the lead. I couldn’t mess this up with her or I’d never forgive myself.
She smiled up at me, glassy eyed and mysterious. I felt movement over my stomach and then the touch of her small hand gripping my cock.
I hissed when she touched me, her lips slightly parted, breasts heaving from the heavy breathing, the anticipation…and felt her guide the head of my cock straight up against her quim.
Fuckin’ hell, I was so lost.
We both jerked from the contact, that very first scorching hot intimate touch between us. But nearly inconsequential because we were about to make that burn go even hotter—there would be explosions.
“I love you and want to be with you so badly,” she said in a whisper.
Amazing. Elaina accepted my love for her. That fact alone was enough to bring me to my knees, but even greater was the knowledge that this beautiful girl wanted to be with me.
“I love you, Cherry.” My answer came with a deep push of my cock inside her very wet heat where she accepted the whole hard length, arching her hips up to meet my thrust. Perfect fit. Everything about her was perfect. She moaned as I filled her up, soft and so fuckin’ sexy I lost my mind for a moment as I settled into her.
The grip of her pussy around my cock held me so tight, I worried I’d come far too soon for what I’d intended it to be. I hoped to make love to her all night, as many times as I could manage to get us there.
I brought my face close, framing her in with my hands and captive to my invasion of her body. I couldn’t help it. I only knew this was the way it should be done. Take her and make it so good, she’d never want another man.
But it was good. We were so good.
“Is this all right?” I asked her.
She nodded back. “Love me.”
“I do. I will. Always…”
Eye to eye and nose to nose I kept her looking at me as I began to move.
“You feel so good wrapped around me.”
I thought I might die.
She moaned at me, the sweet sound of her like a cue to get down to it.
Her tight wet quim became my universe for the next minutes as we found our rhythm. I hoped it was the same for her with my cock, because that moment right then…was life affirming and life changing. Making love with Elaina was a beautiful dance, and like nothing I’d ever experienced before with a woman. But then, any other times for me had not been with her… so never with anyone I loved. Comparisons were irrelevant anyway. And, again, pointless.