God, I wanted her. I wanted her badly. Hailey was everything I wanted in a woman, gorgeous, intelligent, sexy. And she was a virgin too. I didn’t know what it was that made virgins so extremely attractive. Maybe it was the knowledge that no one else had been with her, that she didn’t have anyone else to compare me to.

The topper was that she wanted to do this. She wanted to have sex with me, and man, was I down for that. I stepped closer to her and ran my fingers through her long, blond hair. The stuff was like silk between my fingers. I put my hand on her cheek and kissed her.

Her lips were as soft and delicious as they looked, and after I had been wanting to kiss her all night, finally doing it was like bursting out of the water and taking a fresh breath of air. I slid my tongue into her mouth, and she tasted like wine and desire. My cock strained against my jeans, eager to get in on the action, but I wanted to take it slow with her. Even if she wanted this, taking her virginity was a big thing, and I wanted it to be perfect.

I was lucky enough to be the one to take her virginity. I didn’t want to fuck it up.

Hailey sighed into my mouth as I kissed her, and I ran my hands down her neck from her jaw, resting on her collarbones above the neckline of her dress. When I broke the kiss, Hailey looked up at me, and her eyes were impossibly green. Her lips were parted, and I ran my thumb over her bottom lip.

I took her by the hand and led her to my bedroom before kissing her again. I pressed her up against the wall next to the door, pinning her body with mine, grinding my hard dick against her so she could feel what she was doing to me. She gasped when I did.

Our kissing changed, becoming hot and needy. I slid my hands onto her breasts, squeezing and massaging her until she whimpered into my mouth. I slid my hand down her side, around to her ass and grabbed it before I pushed my hand underneath her dress and hitched it up enough to gain access to her panties. I ran my finger along her pussy through the fabric, and she made a small sound at the back of her throat. Her pussy was scorching hot beneath my fingers, and I pulled her panties aside, dipping my fingers into her.

“You’re so wet, baby,” I growled.

“I am,” she answered in a breathy voice against my lips.

I wanted to fuck her. Every inch of my body ached to be inside of her. I unzipped her dress and peeled it off her shoulders. It fell to the floor and pooled around her feet. Hailey stepped out of her heels, and she stood before me in black satin lingerie. I ogled for a second. Her hands reached out to me, unbuttoning my shirt and pulling me out of the trance. She peeled the shirt from my body. I unbuttoned my jeans and took them off, leaving my jocks on. My cock strained against the thin material, a patch of wetness around the head where I was leaking out. I didn’t want to take off my underwear yet. I wanted to please her, to work her up to a point where she could do this without pain. She’d done everything else, she’d told me, but I still wanted to make sure this was the way it was supposed to be.

“Come to the bed,” I said, and she walked to my bed, draping herself over my covers as if she knew exactly how hot she was. This was a woman confident in her own skin, and it was beautiful to see.

I crawled onto the bed with her and kissed her again, reaching behind her as I did. I unclasped her bra and pulled it off, tossing it to the side. Her breasts were perfect. I massaged them, each nipple hard in my palms. Hailey moaned and lay back on the bed. I kissed a trail of fire down her neck and onto her breast. When I sucked her nipple into my mouth, she moaned, arching her back as if she wanted to give me more.

I licked and sucked and nibbled on her nipple, my hand on her other breast, before switching sides and doing it all again. When I was done, her breasts were flushed, and her eyes were glazed over.

But I wasn’t finished, yet. I wanted to fuck her, but all in due time.

I kissed my way down her body, savoring every inch of her skin. The faint scent of vanilla clung to her, and I breathed it in, relishing in the smell and the taste and the feel of her.

When I reached her panty line, I pulled her panties down slowly, kissing my way down to her slit. I breathed her scent, and it was intoxicating. I pulled her panties down her smooth legs and dropped them on the floor where the rest of our clothes were scattered. I parted her thighs and kissed her pussy.

Hailey gasped and shivered.

When I licked a line up from her entrance to her clit, savoring her wetness, Hailey cried out, her thighs opening wider and her back arched. Her hands were close to my face, running over her lower abdomen and her thighs. There was something delicious about a woman touching herself.

I flicked Hailey’s clit with my tongue, and she moaned and whimpered. I closed my lips around her pussy and sucked on her clit, using my tongue, working her over until she squealed and moaned and bucked her hips. I pushed two fingers into her, pumping them slowly in and out of her. She was dripping wet.

A moment later, an orgasm washed over her, and she cried out. I felt her walls clamp down on my fingers, and it took every ounce of self-control not to rip my jocks off and shove myself inside of her. But I had to take it slow, be careful.

When the orgasm subsided, I pulled my fingers out of her and stood up to kick off my jocks. I fished in my jeans for my wallet and retrieved the foil packet of a condom. We had talked about this, about how safe we were both being. We could never be too careful.

I rolled the rubber over my dick before getting back on the bed and positioning myself between her legs.

“Are you sure about this?” I asked.

She nodded, her pupils dilated. “I want this,” she said.

I didn’t let her tell me twice. I positioned myself at her entrance and slowly pushed into her tight slit. She was so small, I groaned. She cried out as I worked myself slowly into her. She had a pinched expression on her face, but when I checked if she was all right, she nodded.

I trusted she would tell me if she wasn’t all right, and I started moving faster and faster inside of her, pumping in and out. She was so tight around me, her walls squeezing me, and it was wonderfully erotic. I pounded into her harder and faster, and she came again, in almost no time at all. She cried out, her eyebrows drawn together, eyes squeezed shut. Her lips were parted, and I leaned down and kissed her.

“Get on top, baby,” I said to her, and I pulled out of her. Hailey gasped, once or twice, recovering before she climbed on top of me, straddling my hips. She lifted herself and lowered onto my cock as if she had done it before. Sex was an act of nature, and we had a connection like nothing I’d felt before. It worked with her, inexplicably.

Hailey started bucking her hips, riding me. Her breasts jiggled as she fucked me, and her hair swung around her shoulders. I put my hands on her hips to guide and encourage her, but she didn’t need it. It was so hot watching her on top of me like this, and I was closer than I had thought I would be. I had been at the bottom many times during my escapades with women, but it had never been like this.

I knew she was getting close again too. In this position, her clit could rub against my pubic bone, and if she rode me right, leaning forward a little and bucking her hips in a rolling motion, she would orgasm soon. And she was doing everything right.

Hailey closed her eyes and rocked harder and harder, finding a rhythm. She rode me faster, and I got lost in the sensation of her on my cock, pulling me deeper and deeper into her.

She orgasmed first, crying out, and I felt her body contract around mine. She leaned forward, unable to keep herself up, and it pushed me over the edge. I pumped into her, my dick twitching and jerking. We orgasmed together, and it was amazing, a connection I had never felt with anyone before.

Hailey collapsed onto me, and her hair was spread over my chest. I stroked her back with my fingertips, and we lay like that for a while until I started getting soft. I shifted, and Hailey rolled off me. I slipped out of her.

“I’ll be right back,” I said and stood up. I walked to the bathroom to take off the condom. It was very wet, slick with our sex. There wasn’t as much of my come in it as there should have been, and I frowned, studying it a little closer.

“Shit,” I breathed. The condom had a small tear in it. It was because I had kept it in my wallet. I had been warned about how it deteriorated the quality. I threw the condom in the bin, relieved that Hailey was on the pill too. The double whammy would do the trick. We would be safe. For a moment, I considered telling her, but there was no point. Nothing would go wrong, and I didn’t want to ruin her first time with something like the stress of a broken condom.

When I returned to the room, Hailey lay on the bed watching me with hooded eyes. I smiled and lay on the bed next to her, pulling her against me. Usually, I did a hit and run. I didn’t like cuddling afterward. It left a space for unnecessary emotions to develop. But nothing with Hailey was the same as it had been with others, and I kept going back to knowing this was her first time. She deserved to be cuddled after the first time, if never again.

“You’re beautiful,” I said.

Hailey smiled and sighed. She was tired. I didn’t blame her. I was tired too. The alcohol I’d had returned with a vengeance now that the adrenaline was subsiding, and I closed my eyes. After a moment, I sat up a little and groped for the sheet at the foot of the bed and pulled it over us. Lying naked together was amazing but having something over us was exactly what we needed. When I lay back down, Hailey shifted so she lay on my chest. Her hair was draped over my shoulder and she fit perfectly into the crook of my arm. I kissed her on her forehead. Her eyes drifted closed. I followed suit and within moments, I was asleep.