His reaction is better than I hoped for. I half-expect him to laugh at me. Or to scoff at my innocence. Or something. Instead, Thomas looks like he's glad I told him. He still wants me.

And I want him. I know that I decided never to have sex until I was in love, but if I want to give myself to anyone, it's Thomas. Something about him makes me feel safe and cared for, even now.

When he kisses me again, it's with an urgency I haven't experienced with him before. He asks me to trust him, and I do. He promises he'll be gentle with me, and I believe that he'll do his best to take care of me.

Even though we haven't met that long ago, I care enough about him to do this and trust him enough to feel like he won't hurt me. My instincts tell me this is right, and I decide to follow those instincts and see where they lead me.

Thomas spends a lot of time kissing me again and running his hands over my body. My shirt and bra are off, and I'm practically naked with my pants so far down my legs. But I don't want to cover up again. I want him to see me. The way he looks at me makes me feel like there is something to look at. He makes me feel beautiful. I want him to know that I think he's attractive, too. That he's handsome, irresistible.

I reach down and unbutton his pants. I push my hands into his underwear again, the way I had before and wrap my fingers around him. Thomas groans. With my other hand, I pull his pants down a little at the front to give me more room.

If I'm going to do this, I want to do it properly.

Tell me what you like, Nicole," he says softly.

"What do you mean?" My stomach drops, confused by his question.

"I know you haven’t done… it. But, when you have, you know… come, what did you like?" He explains his question.

Staring at him blankly, I swallow hard, unable how I should answer his question. I’ve never even had an orgasm, so how can I tell him how to please me? Oh gosh, are you supposed to know that? I’ve never even gotten this far with a guy, so I’m completely lost.

"You’ve never…?" He trails off, looking at me with disbelief in his eyes.

"No," my voice is barely above a whisper. I see the breath escape him and my heart stops as his head drops. This is it, he’s going to want to leave knowing how inexperienced I am, I can feel it. But when he raises his face back to mine, there’s a shadow of a smirk on his face and I think there could still be a chance that we could go on with this, which excites me because my body is raging.

"What have you done?" he asks, tilting his head like he’s studying me.

"What we’ve done. This is the furthest I’ve ever gone," I admit shyly, and this time I’m sure he’s smirking.

"Oh, baby," he mutters as his face comes toward mine. Leaning forward, I meet him halfway, offering my mouth and he takes it with great urgency, his tongue sliding passed my lips as he tastes me eagerly.

My hands drop to his waist, pushing at his pants, hoping to free that humungous bulge at his crotch, but he covers my small fingers with his strong hands, moving my hands up to his neck. His lips move down to chin, and his teeth graze my jawline. The muscles in my pelvis clench in a way I’ve never felt, my stomach fluttering with butterflies as a nervous tension works through my body. My hands drop to his waist, and again he stops me.

"Slow down, baby," he whispers in my ear. Hearing him call me that makes me feel so special, and him wanting to take it slow feels like he knows how important this is to me.

Obviously, he could just rush through this. I’ve told him I want to have sex, so he has the green light he needs to focus on himself, but instead he’s choosing to put me first and that only makes him hotter. I’ve never met a man that behaves so. I don’t even know how to explain it. He’s like a gentleman of the past, so kind and caring, more romantic than men in movies.

His tongue traces the outline of my ear before his front teeth tug my earlobe, and a soft moan drips from my mouth slowly. Pressing his hips against me, I feel that hard bulge and I want it, I want him.

"I want you, Thomas," I sigh.

"I know, baby. Just trust me, okay?" he smirks, looking down at me as he hovers above me, balancing his weight on his elbows as he looks into my eyes. Leaning down, he gently kisses the tip of my nose and I can see the adoration in his eyes. In that moment, I’m sure he cares about me as I care for him and I relax completely.

"I do," I assure him, and I do trust Thomas.

His lips take mine before I even know what’s happening, kissing me passionately and I gasp at the intensity, his teeth grazing my tongue. Moaning into his mouth, he swallows the sounds of my desire as my body lifts to grind against him.

Breaking the embrace, Thomas lifts his body, our faces just inches from each other, so close I can smell the coffee on his breath. His eyes are piercing through my soul, I feel myself melting beneath him and a smile spreads across my face as I watch him in awe.

"You’re so beautiful," he finally says and I know my cheeks blush as my chest heaves in anticipation.

"You make me feel beautiful," I admit, and his eyes squint as if he misunderstands me, but he doesn’t say anything back. Instead, he moves down my body, his lips sprinkling kisses as he lowers, beginning at my neck.

"Oh God," I gasp, his mouth licking, sucking and biting my neck, and it feels amazing.

"Mmm…" he hums and his bulge presses against me.

When he arrives at my breasts, his tongue moves in circles around my nipple and then his teeth tug at my razor sharp nipple, my body arching in delight.

"Thomas," I moan his name. I may not have done this before, but I’m sure I’m ready. My body feels electric, adrenaline coursing through me like nothing I’ve ever experienced.

"That’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard," he whispers, looking up at me, his head positioned between my breasts.

"What?" I scrunch my nose in confusion.

"You moaning my name," he clarifies, and I know I’m beet-red as the blood rushes to my face.

"Well, if you keep doing that, I don’t think I can stop myself," I bite my bottom lip and I can see the lust cloud over in his eyes as he blinks slowly before moving to my other breast and repeating his routine, this time a little rougher, until I shriek out in overwhelming pleasure.

Moving further down my body, he grazes my belly with the tip of his nose and it feels like a shock every time his touch comes near my hypersensitive skin. My entire body is on edge, every single inch of me. Once he arrives at my navel, he pauses, circling the sensitive spot with juicy, tongue-laced kisses, which he continues down to my pelvis until he is kissing through the thin fabric of my lace thong.

Thomas tugs at my pants, and I lift my hips to help him remove my pants as he pulls them down my legs. He throws my pants to the pile of clothes in the corner of my room, and I instantly place my thumbs into the waistband of my panties, eager to strip naked, but Thomas quickly stops me.

"Slow down, baby," he chuckles as his eyes sparkle.

"I want you," I whine, and Thomas bites his bottom lip, and he’s even sexier if that’s even possible.

"I know, baby. Trust me, I want you too. But I’ve envisioned this a lot. I’m not going to rush it. I want to see you," he explains.

His eyes take me in as his fingers trace my body, pausing at my hip as he twists my body with only a few of his fingers. Rolling onto my belly, I glance over my shoulder to see him biting his lip as hips eyes squint, looking at my bare ass, exposed in my thong. Without looking up to me, he lowers his body to my ass, biting my soft, pale cheek, and I gasp in shock.

Layering kisses up my hip, his teeth graze my hip and I feel the lace begin to lower down my thigh. Looking back, I see Thomas with the panties clenched in his teeth, taking my panties off with his mouth. The sight turns me on so much; it’s so naughty.

His head moves back up my legs, his mouth so close I can feel his breath on my sex. The warm air feels cool on my wet opening, and when his tongue splits my pussy lips, exposing my needy clitoris, I gasp at the incredible sensation. I feel my entire body on edge; everything feels like a dream as he kisses me down there like he kisses my mouth.

"Oh God," I moan, as my back arches. Without thinking, my body shifts to push myself toward him, my pelvis shameless as it works to angle my pussy perfectly. I expected nothing less, but this is amazing. Vibrations are building in my belly, like waves of emotion so large I fear them growing.

My chest is heaving, as I grow anxious like I’m being lifted on a roller coaster. I know there has to be a drop, and from the feeling in my belly, it can’t be far. My legs begin to tremble, and a deep fear resides in the pit of my stomach as a range of emotions run through me, confusion being a strong one.

What the hell is happening? Thomas feels so good, but I can’t even focus on him as my body races towards an unknown feeling brewing deep inside me. I can tell he’s experienced from the way he moves about my body, like he knows it better than me already.

My God, he’s good with that mouth, and then he slides a finger in me and I feel the wind escape me, the vibrations now louder than my heartbeat. Thomas mutters something under his breath, but I can’t even hear him, there’s a loud roaring in my ears, sounds of the ocean, as the waves rack through me, my body falling over an edge of pleasure while I cry out in ecstasy.

"Thomas!" I yell as my insides explode.

"I’ve got you, baby," Thomas assures me, climbing back up my body.

"What was that?" I wonder aloud and he looks at me incredulously before shaking his head.

"You came really heard, babe," he smirks proudly as I struggle to catch my breath.

Thomas kisses my cheek and begins to move back down my body, but I can’t take anymore of this foreplay. I want him, and I want him now. I ‘ve waited long enough and made him wait long enough. I want to feel him inside of me and I can’t stand to put it off another second.

"Thomas, please," I beg him, as my fingernails claw at his shoulders.

"Slow down, baby. I have to ease you into this. I’m not going to hurt you," he glances up, locking eyes with me to let me know how serious he is.

"You won’t hurt me," I promise, trying to look as confident as possible.

"Nicole, if I don’t get you super wet, I’ll never fit. You’ve got the tightest…" His voice fades as a smirks spreads across his face. His mouth is back on my sex before I can think of a rebuttal, and with that all of my thoughts turn to mush as I submit to his will, a slave under his spell.

"Yes," I moan, my body contorting to feel him best.

This time, my body builds much quicker, and knowing what’s happening and what to expect makes it less scary as I race toward another climax. Sliding two fingers inside me, Thomas moves in circles, as if he’s making room for his grand entrance. The pleasure of him stretching me is divine, and I feel my breathing grow erratic as I inch toward another explosion.

"Mmm…" Thomas hums with my sex in his mouth, causing a strange vibration to rock through me. It feel like my opening is vibrating and I’m left right at the brink, needing the slightest push to fall over board.

Just then he takes my clit in his mouth and sucks gently, and it is my undoing as a second orgasm pours out of me, my voice weak and high pitched as I cry his name. As soon as I begin to come down from my release, my body still on a climactic high, Thomas climbs my body, kissing me deeply, and I taste myself on his tongue.

"Now you’re ready," he whispers against my lips as he positions himself between my legs.

My heart rate goes through the roof when I feel the head of his massive cock at my opening, resting against my clit. I want to feel him so bad, to bring him the same pleasure he’s brought me. Looking into my eyes, I can see my innocence reflected in his eyes for a split second. I know he understands how much this means, and there’s no doubt I can trust him with being my first.

"I’m ready," I nod while answering his silent question.

"It’s gonna hurt a little, okay?" He asks and I nod as he leans down, kissing me deeply, urgently, his tongue dancing in my mouth as a thick, hard rod plunging inside me, tearing my flesh in the process.

A scream races from my mouth, but Thomas swallows my pain, wrapping his arms around me as he slowly slides out of me, before re-entering me, this time going even further. I moan this time, the pain blending to pleasure as he slides out and then back again.

"Are you okay?" He pulls away to check on me, his hips pausing as he hovers above me.

"Don’t stop!" My eyes fly open just long enough to see the look of desire in his eyes before he returns to thrusting into me, my insides curving to his manhood in a delicious way.

"Fuck!" he bites out, his mouth close to my ear as he buries his face in my neck.

"Oh, baby!" I moan, wrapping my arms and legs around him, rocking with him as he rhythmically thrusts in and out of me, his body moving like a wave, and I’m careful to ride right along with him. I can’t believe I’ve called him ‘baby’, but it just rolled off my tongue.

"You feel amazing," he groans, and the sound of satisfaction in his tone makes my stomach muscles clench as he digs deeper inside me.

"Oh God, Thomas!" I moan, gripping him tighter.

"Ungh! You’re so wet, baby… And so fucking tight," he groans, his hips surging forward and backward, as his long rod slides in and out of my slippery sex.

Our bodies our moving as one, as I hold onto him for dear life, wanting every inch. I swear he gets deeper with every thrust, and the sensation is stronger and stronger. The pain has completely faded, leaving nothing but physical bliss. The vibrations are back in my pelvis, this time stronger than ever. I can actually feel myself losing control, like I’m going in and out of consciousness as the sensations become too much to bear.

"Thomas! Baby!" I cry as another climax threatens to tear me apart.

"Fuck, baby," he groans, his hips lazy surging forward before slowly withdrawing. "You’re gonna make me cum calling my name like that."

His voice is deep and throaty, laced with sensuality and I know he means what he’s saying. Knowing I can cause him to lose control in the same way he does to me makes me feel like the most powerful woman in the world.

"Yes! Yes! Thomas, baby," I moan loudly, my voice melodic as my body climbs a mountain, reaching my physical peak of satisfaction.

"Oh, fuck," he growls in my ear when my nails dig into his back.

Increasing his pace, Thomas’ hips surge forward eve more aggressively, driving his length into me at an angle that hits the perfect place inside me over and over. There’s a treasure chest inside me, overflowing as I try my best to contain the overwhelming waves building in my chest.

The sensations are everywhere. I feel them throughout my body, and even my skin is super sensitive, so when Thomas begins kissing and sucking my neck I think I might explode on the spot. He knows just what to do to set my body on fire.

"I’m gonna… I’m gonna…" Oh God, my body feels like its vibrating and I know I’m seconds away from falling into another climax.

"Yeah, baby. You’re gonna cum for me again," He growls in my ear, placing his hand behind my knee to lift my leg. His hips rise and fall harshly into me rapidly, the intensity catching me by surprise.

"Oh, God! Thomas!" I plead, although I’m not sure what I want. I like the feeling of letting go and allowing my orgasm to wash over me, but this feels so amazing, in some ways I don’t want it to end. The vibrations scare me again, because they’re stronger than before and I feel unsure of what’s to come next.

My sex is stretched to its max as Thomas digs deep inside me, his deep groans pushing me further into my own bliss as I continue to build, the waves and vibrations working together to tickle me from the depths of my belly.

"Oh, Nicole… Fuck, baby," he’s moaning now, his thrusts less rhythmic and more desperate as he buck like an animal. His lack of control begins my onslaught.

"Yes! Thomas!" I cry.

"Tell me, baby," He leads me, his arms wrapped tightly around me, pulling me flush against him until it’s difficult for me to breathe.

"Oh! Baby, I’m… Oh, Thomas!" I cry, my control seeping through the cracks like water between fingers.

"Tell me, Nicole," he growls, his mouth so close to my skin that his words dampen my ear lobe.

"Thomas, baby… Baby… I’m cumming for you," the words are barely out of my mouth when I completely lose control, going to autopilot as Thomas’ hips rage erratically, slamming into me so roughly there’s a clapping sound each time our bodies collide.

"Say my name," he growls in my ear as my climax swallows me whole. I don’t even feel like myself, unable to hear or speak properly.

"Thomas," I moan, softly as first, but when I see the effect it has on him, pushing towards his own release, I moan louder until I’m yelling his name as he pounds into my with all his strength.

Lifting his body, balancing the weight on his elbows, he falls into me, my sex welcoming him greedily. He feels indescribable, better than I ever imagined sex could be. Lisa was wrong, or maybe she was just doing it wrong, because this was the best feeling in the world. I never wanted it to end.

"Ahh! Fuck!" Thomas groans before growling, his voice a booming roar as his hands grip my hips tightly, holding me in the perfect position for him as he pounds on magnificently.

"Thomas, baby… Yes! You feel amazing, baby," I moan softly, my hand stroking the back of his hair down to the nape of his neck as he hides his face in my neck.

Those masculine growls grow weaker as a vulnerable tone laces his voice. He’s moaning, whining even, as his hips slow just a little, his eyes clenched shut and his jaw tense. I know he’s strokes away from exploding, so I wrap my legs tightly around him, clasping my ankles together, resting on the small of his back.

"Nicole," he moans and it’s the most erotic sound hearing him lose control, knowing his mind isn’t functioning normally, but it’s my name he remembers.

"Cum for me, baby," I repeat his earlier instruction knowing how much it turned me on and it seems to do the same for him.

"Fuck, baby! Oh shit! Nicole," He pumps into me three more times and then his body grows tense and stiff.

"Oh, Nicole, baby… Nicole…" His voice is weak and low. I know I wouldn’t be able to hear him if his mouth wasn’t so close to my ear.

Stilling inside of me as his arms squeeze me so tightly I’m a bit uncomfortable, and then I feel him twitch, inside of me. His cock spasms and I can actually feel his release. My pussy clenches instinctually, gripping his oozes manhood.

"Nicole! Oh, fuck! Do that again," he moans, begging, and I squeeze my pussy around him as he slides out of me and plunges in once more.

"Milk me, baby," he whispers and I clench down again as he buries himself inside me until he’s given me every drop of his pleasure.

Our bodies rise and fall dramatically together, each of us out of breath and panting, our bodies damp from the exertion of such intense energy. Sighing in ecstasy, Thomas lifts his head from my neck, looking me deeply in my eyes for an extended moment before leaning down. Lifting my head, I meet him halfway, and our lips meet in the middle, thankful and sated.

Our kiss is much more gentle than before, having expressed ourselves so perfectly already. Pulling out of me, he rolls over, settling beside me, before resting his head in his hand as he props himself up on his elbow.

"You’re incredible," he mutters, looking down at me and I feel my cheeks redden.

"Don’t get shy now," he teases and I cover my eyes, wanting to escape although there’s nowhere in the world I’d rather be than here with him.

I can’t believe I’ve actually lost my virginity, and in spectacular fashion If I do say so myself. My body is throbbing, my pussy lips swollen and sensitive.

"Are you okay?" He asks after staring at me in silence while I blush beyond belief.

"I feel amazing," I admit, looking up into his eyes.

"You definitely do feel amazing," he jokes and I giggle, rolling away from him, feigning embarrassment.

Wrapping his arm around me, he pulls me backwards so that my soft bottom is pressed against his hard body. His chin rests perfectly on my shoulder as our bodies snuggle together, fitting like two puzzle pieces, our legs and arms intertwined.

"Can I stay the night?" he whispers in my ear.

"You thought you were leaving?" I sass while glancing over my shoulder. My stomach sinks in the best way when a bashful grin spreads across his handsome face.

"I was hoping I wouldn’t be put out again after that performance," he smirks, and I can’t help but giggle realizing how the tables have turned.

Everything must make complete sense to him now that he understands my apprehension. Hopefully, he can forgive me for not sharing my truth with him earlier, but I didn’t want to reveal my inexperience and scare him off. Thankfully, it seems to have worked out perfectly.

"Goodnight, Thomas," I whisper and his grip around me tightens slightly.

"Goodnight, baby," he whispers before kissing my ear gently and I realize how much I love his new pet name for me.

My eyes grow heavy as I hope he never uses my proper name again. ‘Baby’ sounds so much better, and prompts my stomach muscles to clench in satisfaction mixed with desire.