I cradle Lila’s back and pick her up into my arms. “Which way is your bedroom?” I ask.

It’s her first time and I want it to be the best experience for her. No matter how hard it’s been to hold back, this needs to be special.

“Down the hall to the back. Second door on the left.” Her arms wrap around my shoulder, her hair loose and wild at my neck as I carry her through the house.

Open boxes still sit unpacked in a few of the rooms I pass by, but she’s been busy turning this house into a place she can call home. It’s a glimpse into who she is and I like it, although my attention is truly elsewhere, still riveted on the fullness of a reality I’ve held onto for such a long time. That we’re on our way to what I believe is the first day of our future together.

At her bedroom, the second I step through the door, I’m glad we stopped when we did. This room is the center of Lila’s life. Her sanctuary. It’s a smart move to have brought her here. The entire space is unpacked. Every item is in its place, including her bed, which is positioned between the two large windows. Narrow beams of light filter into the room through curtains that are partially drawn together, and hit the floral bed sheets that match the room’s overall decor. A room’s apperance isn’t something I usually notice or pay attention to, but tonight is different. This is special. Lila can only have her first time once. And it means a whole lot more that it’s also our first time together.

At the side of the bed, I lower her onto the cool sheets. She smiles up at me, arms clinging to my shoulders as she welcomes me into bed beside her.

“Logan.”

My cock jerks in response to the sweet urgency of her voice and my balls tighten, both rubbing against my boxers, needing to feel her. As I shift onto my knees, Lila runs her hands down my chest and tugs at each button, undoing them gently. Her soft, smooth skin brushes against mine at the opening as she works, and her gaze never leaves mine. She utters a sweet little moan when her fingers make it down to my waistband. I cover her hand with mine, smiling as she lifts her head off the pillow and looks down between our bodies.

I meet her lips and kiss her hard, lowering her hand to my erection to satisfy her curiosity. Heat radiates between us as her back arches up, her breasts press into my now bare chest, and her legs part a bit more, outer thighs resting on the bed as she opens for me.

“I want this, Logan,” she reassures me, her plea a whisper at my lips. “All I want is to be with you. It’s all I ever wanted.”

“Tell me how much, Lila.”

“So much. I’m so wet, baby and it’s all for you.” Her other hand grabs a fistful of the hair at the back of my head.

I can hardly wait to be buried deep inside of her. My heart is racing, pounding like drums inside my chest, as excited to be one with her as every other part of my body. I move quickly and get out of bed. I strip off my shirt. Our gazes lock. With a jerk at my waistband, I undo the belt and zipper and push my work pants and boxers down my legs. I drag off my boots with them, and straighten up to stand. There’s a flash of reaction on Lila’s face as they trail down my body and land on my erection. It seems like a mix of excitement, nervousness, and maybe fear. The tip bobs a little under her stare. Soon she’ll know exactly what it feels like. Soon I’ll be the first man to know what it’s like to have her.

I return to bed. My arms brace on the mattress and hold me upright as I hover over her small frame. This close to her, I see her chest rise and fall. Cupping her cheek, I lift her chin and kiss her softly.

“Let’s not wait a second longer,” she begs. Her hands run down my back and come to rest at my hips, gripping them so tightly. My cock presses into her leg at the top of her inner thighs. So close.

“I want you, Lila.”

“Have me, all of me,” she moans and the sound travels through the air, her plea becoming a command that my body can’t ignore.

I take her mouth again for a kiss, grinding my stiff, swollen erection against her, inching closer as her hips move with mine. My cock slides along her wet folds. It rubs against her clit, preparing for what’s to come.

When her hands grab hold of my ass and her nails dig into the flesh, I know she’s ready. But I still need to be sure.

“Are you sure you want this?”

“I’m ready, Logan. I love you. I need you. Don’t make me wait.”

Taking my cock into my hand, I place the tip at her hot, drenched folds and slide it to her slick opening. Her body stills, but only for a moment. She lifts her hips with a smooth roll, and the movement allows my tip to forge into her. Inch by inch, I lower onto her. Both our bodies are covered in sweat. I hear my groans fill the air and blend with her soft sighs as we become one. Her core is hot, so fucking tight, so welcoming.

“Yes, Logan.”

Her nails drag up my back and dig into my skin. I nudge inside of her, stretching her. I give another small thrust and the tip of my cock hits a spot. This is it. The point of no return. Once I breach this barrier, her cherry, her virginity is mine.

“You feel so fucking good, Lila. So tight, so perfect. But I don’t want to hurt you. That’s the last thing I’d ever do to you.”

“You won’t. It feels amazing. Please… Don’t stop.”

Her core clenches around my shaft with her words, and she lifts her head to mine, touching our foreheads together.

Right now, this moment, couldn’t be more perfect.

Lila tilts her neck and grazes her lips along my mouth. Her tongue pushes past the seam of my lips and as it finds my tongue, I let go of all my remaining self-control. Then I bury myself completely into her.

My hips pull back and thrust forward again, sinking inside. Each time I move a little harder. A little faster. Rougher. Deeper.

Her sighs betray her pleasure, emboldening me, driving my need further. They’re a perfect complement to the way our flesh slaps together with each move we make.

Her hips move with mine, lifting, rotating, grinding, and after some time her whimpers become soft gasps as her breathing hollows.

She’s so close to coming.

Every part of Lila’s trembling body tells me, then her inner walls tense and clench around me, calling me to the edge with her.

I pump into her again and again, taking us the rest of the way. I want to close my eyes but there’s no way I’ll miss seeing her as my cock sends her over the edge for the first time. Just thinking about it causes my cock to throb inside of her and my balls to tighten.

“Come for me, Lila.” I breathe out my demand in a deep, baritone groan.

“Yes,” she cries.

I slam into her again, each time more forceful, deeper than before. On the fourth thrust, her body goes taut and she calls out my name as she comes, drawing me the rest of the way. I continue to pulse and pump into her a few more times, emptying my cum deep within her, claiming her womb with my seed.

She’s mine and no one else’s.

As her breathing returns to normal, I feel her arms run up my back and slip into my hair, her fingers working my scalp. I gently lower my body onto hers, holding on tight as we rest a while. I want to stay one with her for as long as possible. This is how we’re supposed to be. Slick with sweat, muscles exhausted, love filling our chests as much as our scents fill the air. There’s no way I’m leaving her. Not now or ever.