I came down from the high I’d just experienced.

When I did, Hendrix was on his elbows hovering above me, his eyes watching me closely. “Hey, baby,” he said, the corners of his lips turning heavenward in his signature smirk. “Got worried there for a second. Thought you passed out on me.”

I smiled as euphoria continued to spread through my veins, relaxing every frayed nerve and tense muscle in my body. “I’m good.” I wiggled my hips, testing the sensations between my legs. “But I’m about to be a lot better.”

As good as that orgasm had been it didn’t satiate the hunger I felt inside. Until I had Hendrix inside of me, his huge cock driving in and out of me, I wouldn’t be done.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

I lifted my head, kissing Hendrix one more time as I reached between us and took his thick cock in my hands. I’d seen it minutes before, but feeling and seeing were two different things. He felt hot and heavy as my fingers and palm explored his length. I lifted my head between us because I wanted to see it. The small glimpse that I’d gotten before wasn’t enough.

Gently, because I had no idea what the hell I was doing, I slid my hand down his hard, silky smoothness. He hissed, his cock jumping in my hand. I spread my legs wider.

“I want you inside me.”

Hendrix straightened his arms, putting more distance between my chest and his. His nostrils flared and his mouth fell open. “You sure, pretty girl? We don’t have to.”

Was I sure? Abso-freaking-lutely.

“Yes, we do.” I moved one hand from his cock and traced three fingers over his nose and cheekbones. “I’ve waited so long for this. Please don’t ask me to wait anymore.”

He looked at me like I was crazy. “You think I don’t want this? I want this more than anything. I just don’t want you to feel like you have to do this because you’re leaving…”

I placed my finger over his mouth. “No. We’re not thinking about that. Much less talking about it.” Tonight, was the only thing that mattered. I’d worry about tomorrow, well, tomorrow.

Hendrix blew out a breath. His body shook from the constant restraint of holding himself back while pleasuring me. For a second, I felt guilty. Then I remembered we were just getting started.

“Just tell me you’re sure.”

“If I wasn’t sure I wouldn’t have gone to the clinic and been put on birth control.” I kissed his jaw then his chin. His stubble covered face scraped against my sensitive and swollen lips. “Take me, Hendrix. I’m yours.”

“That mean I don’t have to wear a condom?”

I squirmed beneath him. “No condom. We’re protected.”

“Fuck…” Closing his eyes, Hendrix inhaled. “I love you, Maddie. More than anything in this entire fucking world.”

“I love you too.”

“Wrap your legs around me.” I did as he asked and wrapped my legs around his hips. “I know this is gonna hurt but I’ll go slow. I’ll try to be easy.” He positioned the head of his cock at my entrance and my heart raced. This was really happening.  He hesitated. “Fuck, I don’t want to hurt you.”

“It’s okay,” I said, rubbing one of my hands down his back while I slid the other between us and wrapped my hand around the base of his cock.

If I didn’t give him the push he needed he’d hesitate forever. Hendrix wasn’t scared of many things but he was terrified of hurting me, even when there was no way around it. Like now.

“Slow, baby,” I instructed him, giving him the push he needed.

He nodded. With his eyes locked with mine he began to push his length into me. I flinched from the burn but it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.

At least … not yet.

“You’re tight as hell…” His words were choppy and guttural sounding.

I clenched my eyes shut and tried to relax my muscles as he surged forward. Inch by painful inch, he moved. Halfway in, I felt full. He stopped, the head of his cock prodding at my barrier. I tensed.

“Relax, baby. I’m going to push through it, get it over with fast as I can.”

I nodded and took a deep breath. “I’m ready.”

I wasn’t ready.

Hendrix shoved forward, tearing through my flesh and destroying the last shred of my innocence. I gasped, and he stilled. I didn’t want to cry but damn I couldn’t help it.

It really hurt.

Tears spilled from my eyes, and Hendrix leaned down, kissing them away. “I’m so sorry, baby.”

Fully seated inside of me, he caressed my arms and kissed my face. Over and over he whispered how much he loved me in my ear. Minutes passed, and after what felt like forever, the sharp pain that had consumed me ebbed, transforming into a dull throb.

Hendrix, completely still atop me, watched my face, regret swimming across his handsome features. “You okay?”

I nodded. I was okay. Or at least I would be.

“I’m fine,” I said, moving my hips a few centimeters to test for pain. It still hurt but not terribly, and underneath the pain was the promise of something more.

Something more that I wanted to experience.

“I won’t move until you tell me to,” he said, pressing his cheek against mine. I smiled. I knew he wouldn’t. I wasn’t a guy, and, obviously, I didn’t have a dick, but I knew it was hard for him to hold himself still while buried deep inside of me.

I didn’t want to make him wait any longer.

I needed him to move just as much as he needed to.

Running my hands over his shoulders and entwining my fingers behind his neck, I whispered, “Move, baby. Just go slow.”

“You sure?”

I nodded once. “Move, handsome.”

He withdrew, moving no faster than a snail’s pace. It was tender, more sore than painful, as he pulled out of me, leaving only the head of his cock still inside. I counted to two before he slowly pushed forward again.

It no longer felt like I was being stabbed with a dull knife, but it still ached.

Slowly—so slowly—he continued to move.

Repeating the motion twice more, his massive body shook above mine, and a different feeling took hold.

“Oh God,” I moaned, the first wave of pleasure rolling through me, awaking nerves that, until that moment, I’d never known existed. “That feels so good.”

Hendrix cursed. “Good, ’cause it sure as fuck feels good to me.”

“Harder,” I begged, wanting to test the limits of what my body could take.

It was slower than before, but I could feel my body building towards an explosion. I knew, just from the way my nerve endings screamed as Hendrix dragged his hard cock along them, that this orgasm would wreck me.

Hendrix, who had been mostly quiet up to that point, groaned as he picked up the pace. His near frantic thrusts pushed me higher and higher toward the explosion I craved.

The pain became all but a distant memory.

I moaned. I cried. I urged him on. “Harder. Faster. Deeper.”

I wanted him buried so far inside of me that I wouldn’t know where I began and he ended.

Arms tensed, he slammed into me. Hard. “I can’t hold on much longer, pretty girl,” Hendrix grunted as he gripped the sheets in his fists. “I’m going to come.”

I shook my head frantically. “No! Please wait for me!” I didn’t know if it would be possible since it was our first time but I wanted us to come together.

He nodded once. Quick. Jerky. Reaching down, he placed his middle finger against my soaked center and pressed down. Nerves deep inside of me fired off in response and I screamed.

“Yes!”

“You like that?”

Lungs completely frozen, I jerked my head down once.

“Then you’ll love this.”

Using his free hand, he grabbed my breast and squeezed. He was so much taller than me that it took some maneuvering but he managed to pull my nipple in his mouth while keeping his cock lodged deep inside of me.

And then he sucked. Hard.

It was all I needed.

For the second time that night, I exploded. My world ripped apart at the seams in a melody of bright colors and pulses of pure pleasure. Above me, Hendrix roared as his cock swelled and I felt the first pulse of his warmth bathe my insides.

It was almost enough to set me off again.

Spent and panting for breath, Hendrix dropped down, his weight covering me in a blanket of warmth and protection. I loved it. Loved him.

“Fucking Christ, Maddie,” he panted, his sweat mixing with mine where our chests touched.

I laughed. I was so happy; I couldn’t contain it any longer.

Hendrix looked at me with his eyebrows arched and the goofiest grin I’d ever seen plastered across his face. Then he laughed too before dropping his head and gluing his lips to mine. I tasted the sweat coating his upper lip as he nipped at my lips with his teeth.

Minutes seemed to pass in the blink of an eye and I broke my mouth away from his.

With him still inside of me, I said, “You’ve got to pull out, baby. It’s beginning to ache.”

And it was. No longer overridden by pleasure, the dull throbbing had become more noticeable.

He pulled out and a gush of fluid followed.

I cringed. Because, uh, gross.

Hendrix pushed himself to his hands and knees. “Stay here.” He climbed off the bed, walked out of his bedroom and down the hall. Where in the hell is he going? His retreat gave me a fantastic view of his naked butt but he couldn’t walk around the house naked! What if Pop came home early?

That would be real fun to explain…

Seconds later, he returned, a wet and warm washcloth in his hand. He walked over to the side of the bed. “Spread your legs.”

I did as he said and he placed one knee on the edge of the mattress before wiping the mess we’d created from my thighs and core.

He was so damn sweet.

Tossing the soiled cloth into the hamper, he climbed back into bed beside me. Sliding one arm under my head, he wrapped the other around my waist and pulled me into him. “You staying here tonight?”

“Is Pop coming home?”

He shook his head. I should have known. Hendrix never let Pop anywhere near me unless it was unavoidable.

“I’d like to as long as you want me to. Daddy isn’t off shift until the morning, and Grandmama will be in bed by eight. She’ll never know.”

“Hell yes, I want you to, Maddie. I want to spend every moment with you, from here until forever.”

I melted at his words. “Good, because I want to spend every moment with you too.”

He kissed the tip of my nose. “That’s what I like to hear, pretty girl.”

My eyes grew heavy as I snuggled into him; his arms tightened around me until it was almost painful. I didn’t mind though. I never minded when he held me. “I love you, Hendrix,” I said, yawning.

He squeezed me again. “Love you too, Maddie. Always have. Always will.”

My last though before falling asleep? We didn’t even use the lube.