He dug into his wallet and pulled out a condom. “You might be right, but let’s try this first.”
He sat on the bed and tore open the package.
Vicki knelt behind him and peered over his shoulder, her naked chest to his heated skin. “Can I put that on you?”
His cock jerked. “Darling, if you want a chance in hell of me lasting, don’t go putting images into my head right now of your hands on my cock.”
She smiled and kissed his neck. Pressed tight to his back as she ran her fingers over his shoulder and down to his chest. Basically took every opportunity she got to savour her first chance to be totally naked with a guy.
“It’s better than I thought,” she confessed, watching him roll on the condom, fascinated with how easy Joel made this.
He adjusted his hips farther back on the bed and reached for her. “What’s better?”
Joel had her by the waist and determinedly guided her where he wanted her. She ended up straddling his thighs, face to face with him. “Sex.”
“Glad to hear it.” He caught her around the back of the neck and drew her in for more kisses.
Each time she thought she knew what to expect, and each time he surprised her. He controlled her, taking charge and keeping her exactly where he wanted. She draped her arms over his shoulders and went along for the ride, the fire in her body rising back up.
A soft brush against her mound made her jerk, but his hand at her neck kept her from escaping his lips. Slow, even circles pressed over her clit and the dual sensations had her squirming for more.
He let her go, breathing heavily as he looked into her face. “You still good?”
Maybe moaning wasn’t a suitable response, but his talented finger or fingers, whatever he was using on her sex, had turned her mind to mush.
Then the teasing stopped as Joel lifted her slightly, hands firm on her hips, lining them up so her sex ground against his erection. “Come on, darling. Let’s get you good and heated up.”
“I’m hot already,” she protested, but he didn’t stop, rocking her over his length. She reached down with one hand to explore, touching herself, brushing her fingertips over his cock. She was somewhat embarrassed to find she was so wet, and every motion coated him more.
She stroked the side of his erection and Joel shook his head. “Troublemaker. You need to concentrate on what you’re feeling, not on making me go off like a firework out of schedule.”
He lifted her high enough her breasts lined up with his mouth and as his lips closed around one nipple, pleasure took over.
Every part of her, satisfied and happy from what he’d already given her. Every part aching for more.
“Joel, please.” She trembled on the verge of another orgasm, and three was two more than her usual. She didn’t want to waste this one. “I want to feel what it’s like. I want to know.”
He nodded, and lowered her carefully, his hand between her legs to guide the way. “Don’t rush. Take your time. I know you might have heard otherwise, but trust me, okay?”
She wanted to rush, not to get the virgin thing over, but because she was so damn ready. “You’ve got me aching.”
“I want to feel you around me too.” He kissed the tip of her nose and flashed his suggestive grin. “Sexy, sexy woman.”
The head of his cock slipped through her folds. Vicki held herself up, not sure what to expect. The near instant pressure wasn’t it. “Umm…”
He supported her in place. “Slowly. Let yourself stretch a little.”
She rolled her hips, trying not to lose him, but also not to drive him any farther in. “Joel?”
“Put your hands on my shoulders and wait.”
Once he was sure she was braced, his hands went over her body. One to play with her breasts, the other back down to her clit. She took in a deep breath, but as soon as he began the rubbing motion, there was no way she could remain tense.
Vicki tried again to lower her hips, and this time it was different. It still hurt, but now the sensation of being pressed in two was somehow good. The pain almost a counter to the intense pleasure, and that contrast made her feel alive.
Joel swallowed hard, and she pressed her lips to his chin for a second. “Thank you for being patient.”
He didn’t answer. Didn’t have to. She slid over him again and something gave, and this time her hips went all the way down. The initial jolt of pain made her gasp before the overriding sensation switched to fullness. Stretched to the maximum, Vicki was scared to move.
Her ass rested on his thighs, his cock fully inside her. She stilled and just took it in. As she waited for the pain to recede, she did a mental check, storing up every moment best she could. The newness, the wonderful bite and need Joel brought with his touch.
The stroke of his hands over her back and smoothing down her ass was amazing. She squirmed, adjusting position, pressure building in a new way now. Like an urgent requirement to move.
Vicki leaned back so she could look at where they joined. Lifted her hips and watched the shining wet length of his cock slowly appear. Lowered, and he disappeared, the wide crown pressing against the most incredible places.
She didn’t hurt anymore. The pressure kicked up a notch. It made her want even more to explode with his cock inside to see how much different that would feel.
She straightened and found Joel had his eyes squeezed shut, his entire face crinkled as if he were in pain. “Joel?”
He dragged in a breath through his nose before opening his eyes. “How you doing?”
“I want to move.”
Relief shuddered over his face. “Thank God.”
Vicki appreciated him even more in that moment for taking her so gently. She stared into his eyes as, cautiously but with more vigour, she moved over him. He caught her by the hips when she was halfway up, adding his help. Lifting a little higher than she’d intended, bringing her down with a little more force.
The increased motion made her breasts swing, their bodies close enough her erect nipples brushed his chest. That need to burst free was there in her core, waiting, and she squeezed her inner muscles as an experiment.
“Fucking hell.” Joel grimaced again. “God, I’m dying here. Don’t send me over without you.”
They were both panting, breath rushing out in gasps. She took a clue from his earlier actions and lowered her hand so she could play with her clit. Ran her fingers along the seam where they joined to grab moisture, savouring being able to touch him.
When she broke this time it was different. With her body pulsing around the rock-solid length of his shaft, the pleasure was so much more focused and intense. He worked in and out steadily, the incredible stroking on her constricting sex making her shake as repetitive rollers bore down on her.
“Oh, yes.” Joel pulled her hard into his lap, thrusting upward as he rolled his pelvis and buried himself as deep as possible. Vicki stilled, trying to feel his release, to experience that as well.
His abdomen tightened, as did his grip on her body, one arm pressing her close. Slightly sweaty, both breathing hard. Full and yet empty…she’d lost all her stress in the past however long they’d been fooling around.
Joel kept her there, motionless for a couple of minutes as they came back down. He stroked her hair, caressed her body, but it was all the more intimate things that meant the world to her.
He didn’t jump up and run off. He didn’t start making small talk. Their breathing slowly got in synch, and he rubbed his cheek against her head. The quiet touches were what turned this from a fabulous experience into something she’d always remember.
She pulled back before he did.