“I cannot believe you’ve never had Ukrainian food before,” Cassidy said as we walked back to his flat. “It’s literally the best.”

 “We only have an Applebee’s where I’m from,” I said with a laugh. “Chinese takeout is what I consider exotic.”

 We were walking back to Cassidy’s apartment after another date, which included Ukrainian food and an action movie. I was thoroughly happy, and I loved all the turns our conversations took and the inside jokes that were starting to bloom between us. Even more, I loved Cassidy’s flirting…the long, lustful glances he gave me across the table at the restaurant and his gentle touches to my arm throughout the movie. It was absolutely intoxicating.

 We reached the outside of Cassidy’s building, and I saw him bite his lip nervously before he offered his goodbye.

 “Would you like to come upstairs? To my flat?” he asked, and I grinned.

 “Yes,” I said, clean and clear, and I felt my heart speed up to a million miles per hour. The sexual tension during our Tahoe trip had been insane, and I had no bigger desire in the world than to break it.

 The ride up the elevator was excruciating, and I had to resist the urge to push Cassidy up against the side of it. I was actually going to do this, and I was actually ready to do this…I was going to have sex, and it wasn’t with Ben, and it wasn’t on my wedding night.

 It was with Cassidy Evans.

 The second we were inside the flat with the door shoved closed behind us, Cassidy and I grabbed onto each other and fell against the wall, kissing each other in a mad rush of passion that we had kept restrained for weeks. I felt my breath catch as I felt his long fingers glide up my legs and palm over my breasts, and I sighed as he gripped my waist and tugged me closer to him, close enough that I could feel just how aroused he was already. I pulled away from his lips for a moment to speak.

“So, um…” I said, unsure exactly how to bring this up. “I’ve never actually done this before…”

 Cassidy stepped back for a moment. “What? Like, sex?”

 I nodded, and Cassidy seemed surprised. “You were living with your fiancée and not having sex with him? You’re kidding. How much self-control do you have?”

 “I had a lot of self-control around him,” I explained. “But with you…” I smiled. “Not a chance.”

 Cassidy smirked and kissed me again, softer this time. “Are you sure about this?” he asked. “Have you really thought this through, and everything?”

 I grinned. “Oh please,” I said. “It’s borderline embarrassing just how often I’ve been thinking through exactly what we’re doing right now.”

 Cassidy laughed. “If you insist,” he said, and I moaned as I felt his lips move against my neck.

 I could feel the sculpted lines of Cassidy’s toned chest underneath his shirt, which I quickly unbuttoned and helped him to peel off, and he smiled as he threw it onto the ground. He looked absolutely stunning under the dimmed lights of the room, and his abs were so pronounced that almost had their own shadows in the dimmed light. He looked almost unreal.

 “Now you,” Cassidy said, and unzipped the back of my dress, and I let it fall to the ground in a puddle around my feet, leaving me in my lacy white bra and panties. His eyes looked me over darkly, and I shuddered at the feeling of being so wonderfully exposed to him.

 “You’re lovely…” Cassidy whispered in my ear. “…painfully so…” I gasped as he kissed me again, and suddenly he lifted me up so I could wrap my legs around his waist, and I felt his hardness against me as he tangled his hands in my hair. “All the things…” he said in a breathy whisper. “…all the things I said I would do to you in that meeting…” I let a soft moan escape without realizing it. “…I’m going to do to you now…again and again and again until you’re begging me to stop.” I threw my head back in pleasure at just the sound of his voice alone.

 Cassidy let me down and we dashed into his bedroom, a classy yet minimalist space that included a dark mahogany bed with black sheets and a dresser in the corner. I hopped onto the bed and moved back, so I was lying down in the center of it, eager and waiting there nearly naked in my lingerie.

 I grinned as Cassidy came in, his shirt off and now only in his dark jeans, which now had a significant tent evident in them. He smirked when he saw me waiting for him on the bed, and stood at the end of it, simply watching me, and seeing him look at me so hungrily was making me even more desperate for his touch.

 “Maybe I’ll just stay here and watch you,” Cassidy said. “You are looking rather gorgeous at the moment.”

 “You’re such a tease,” I said, stretching my legs out. “Come here, please, I need you.”

 I smiled as I watched Cassidy get on the bed and slowly crawl his way over until he was hovering over me, gazing at my body with an intensity in his deep blue eyes. “I’m falling for you Eliza,” he said, “like I’ve never fallen for anyone else.”

 I smiled up at him. “I think I’m already in far too deep.”

 Cassidy lowered himself down and kissed me again, and I moaned as I felt his hands running down the length of my body, touching and caressing me, getting me more and more turned on by the minute. I felt his fingertips dip below the waistband of my underwear and I let out a slight gasp.

 “Has anyone touched you here before?” Cassidy asked.

 “No,” I replied softly.

 “You’ll like it,” he said, and I leaned back against the pillows, gasping as he touched me with expert strokes of his fingers. I pulled him back up a few minutes later and unzipped his jeans, helping him slip them off and throw them onto the floor, until he was straining out of his boxer shorts.

 “You’re still sure about this, right?” Cassidy asked, and I nodded enthusiastically as he unwrapped a condom and slipped it on. I sighed as he crawled back over me and slipped into me slowly, making sure that I was alright and comfortable as he did.

 I groaned at the feeling of him inside me and sighed even harder as I felt him begin to move, making love to me slowly and gently but with a firm passion that was intoxicating. I put my arms around his neck and ran them down his back, and I nearly swooned as I saw him smile at me.

 He pulled me up and rolled so I was now on top of him, riding him slowly as I watched his face contort with pleasure. He showed me different positions, always being sure that I was comfortable and enjoying myself, wanting to ensure my first time was special. He ran his hands up and down my body, up the lengths of my legs to squeeze my ass and then my breasts, and then kissing me everywhere in turn. I sighed as he got on top of me again, thrusting into me slowly as he buried his face in my neck, letting out tiny gasps. He brought his fingers down to me and touched me until I finally finished, throwing my head back as my orgasm spread through my body. Cassidy finished soon after, and then drew me into his arms, running his hands through my hair and kissing me again and we cuddled together under the sheets.

 “Was that okay? Were you okay?” Cassidy asked, and I smiled at his concern.

 “A lot more than okay, I would say,” I laughed. “That was amazing.”

 “Yes, well, that’s sex,” Cassidy said bluntly, and I burst into giggles. He pulled me close to him again. “And I am always ready to do that again.”

 “I think I’ll take you up on that. Multiple times.” I said with a wink.

 I felt myself getting drowsy and Cassidy and I cuddled underneath the sheets, sighing as the evening faded into night. My first sexual experience had not been what I thought it was going to be - it had been better. I was curled up in the arms of a beautiful man who loved me, and I was free, and it felt nothing short of amazing.