SIXTEEN

MAGGIE

I wanted to die from embarrassment. 

I had no idea what he would do or think. From the moment we laid down in his bed, I only wanted to push it from my mind. But the hotter I got and the more my body responded to his touch, the greater my fear grew. 

The fear that I had no idea what I was doing and he would be able to tell. But no one assumes you're a virgin past high school, so he would only think I was bad at it. 

I desperately didn't want to disappoint him. I wanted to make him feel turned inside out, just like what he was doing to me. 

I tried to keep going and fake it but my brain was panicking. He seemed to like it when I massaged his muscles and kissed down his body. 

But when I touched his bulge, it felt so incredibly hard and big. There was no way that thing would fit inside me without giving myself away. 

So I could only blurt out the truth and wait for his reaction. 

He cupped my face in his hands, an action that never failed to give me butterflies. 

"You're serious?" he asked quietly. 

I nodded, unable to read his tone and expression. 

"And you want me to be your first?" 

Trying to swallow the dryness in my throat, I nodded again. 

His smile felt like it lifted the heavy weight on my heart, which soared out of my chest when he kissed me. 

"Don't look so terrified, sweetheart. I'm honored that you chose me." He wrapped around me even tighter. "You've had plenty of other opportunities, I'm sure."

"I dunno," I muttered, my cheeks still burning. "I guess but when the choice is me or Angie, she's objectively the hotter one." 

"I disagree," he said firmly, stroking my hair. "I've only had eyes for you since that first night." 

"I wanted you then, too," I confessed, digging my fingers into the taut muscles of his back. "Just to get it over with." 

"I remember," he said with a smirk. "But that's not how it's gonna be, beautiful. You're going to enjoy every single second." 

The force of his mouth crashing down on mine sent me pressing down into the mattress again. Most of my nerves were gone as we devoured each other hungrily, even more passionately than before. 

But a bit of fear still lingered. I wondered if there would be pain. Plus, no man ever saw me naked before. 

Kaine's hands cupped over my bra, rolling his thumbs over my sensitive nipples through the fabric. He rubbed and teased and kissed until I squirmed like a fish in his hands. 

I gasped as he moved the barrier aside and popped one tender nipple into his mouth. Below our still-clothed waists, he rolled his hips in lazy gyrations between my legs. 

My core throbbed with hot sensitivity as he pressed his hardness against me, amplified by his treatment of my nipples. My bra came away and he palmed both breasts, sucking and nibbling at the stiff peaks until they were just as hard as that bulge in his pants. 

"Fuck me, Magdalene," he groaned, running his hands over my bare, flaming skin. "You are pure perfection."

He kissed his way down to my bellybutton piercing again before peering up at me with those sexy, sinful eyes. 

"Will you let me play with your pussy, beautiful? It will make the main event much easier for you."

With a slight bite of my lip, I nodded. He had no idea how unbelievably hot it was to hear him say something so naughty and raunchy. 

My pastor, a man of God, asking to go down on me. I was so fucking turned on I almost forgot to be nervous.

But when he finished peeling my jeans off, my legs snapped shut. No one had seen me down there, much less put their hand or mouth on it. 

He just smirked as he massaged and explored over my thighs, ass, and hips. 

"I already saw how wet you are," he said in a low whisper. "Your panties are soaked and trust me, nothing else in the world is sexier."

I couldn't tell which part of my body was hotter, my face or my vulva.

His mouth lowered to mine again but this time he teased me. His tongue just barely dragged over my lips and he pulled away when I tried to kiss him deeper. 

At the same time, a finger drew lazy circles around my swollen, pulsing clitoris.

I gasped into his mouth. It was like he read my mind and knew exactly what I liked, slow and circular pressure. 

"Is that good, beautiful?" His lips punctuated the question by sucking on my earlobe, which only made me pressed hard against him.

"Yes," I whimpered and allowed my thighs to relax, losing myself to my own senses overwhelmed with pleasure. 

His fingers traveled lower until he cupped my entire swollen vulva, still through my panties which were absolutely dripping for him. 

"It's so hot to feel how wet you are for me," he whispered. "Do you want to get filled up, beautiful?"

"Yes!" I cried, pleading for him now. I didn't realize until he said it but I felt so hollow, so unbearably empty.

He moved my panties aside and my vulva felt like it burned so hot against his palm. My hips bucked as if of their own will against his hand, needing so much more.

One finger pushed into my slick, hot entrance and then two. 

"Have you done this to yourself before?" he asked. 

"Mm-hmm," I nodded. "Does that make me a bad, sinful girl?"

I nearly covered my mouth in shock. Where did that sentence come from? But Kaine smiled like he was pleased as he steadily fucked me with his hand. 

"Oh yes," he replied. "And bad girls need to get punished." Without missing a beat, he covered my clit with his mouth and I felt transported to another dimension. 

"Oh!" 

The pleasure came on so strong and fast. I bucked my hips against his face. My fingers grazed over his scalp and held onto handfuls of his hair. My release came suddenly and without warning like a storm. 

I'd orgasmed on my own before but never like that. His fingers filled me so deliciously and his tongue played my clit like a violin. At first, I wanted him because he was hot and most likely experienced, but he was beyond what I ever imagined. 

The orgasms rolled into each other until my whole lower body was numb and trembling. He sat up, pleased with himself at the sight of me. I must have been bright red from head to toe and nearly comatose. 

"I had... no idea that could be that good," I panted.

“It’s one of my lesser-known talents, I’d say,” he replied, scooting up on the bed to lie next to me.

“That didn’t really feel like punishment, though,” I remarked, looking over at him. 

He smiled back, looking slightly smug with his arms folded behind his head, biceps bulging deliciously. 

“Part of the punishment is that I’ve ruined you for all other men.” 

“Who said I wanted any other man?”

“Don’t be so sure yet, beautiful.” His smile was cocksure enough as he adjusted his own bulge. “You haven’t seen the main event yet.”

“What are we waiting for, then?” 

I reached for him, all my shyness gone. It was like my orgasms completely rewired my brain. All I wanted was to feel him all over me and inside of me. 

“Relax,” he said with a chuckle, kissing and caressing my arm that landed on him. “Give your body a breather. I don’t want to wear you out too quickly.”

“Is this more punishment?” I pouted. “Making me wait on your cock after making me come with your mouth?”

He laughed but I saw the desire growing in his eyes and his pants. 

“You’re learning fast, my sweet little virgin.”