SEVENTEEN

MAGGIE

How could such a religious, godly man look so sinfully delicious? He laid next to me propped up on his elbow, shirtless and smirking with his pants slung low on his hips. 

Everything about him was beautiful in such a masculine, confident way. I couldn't be more sure of my decision to make him my first. No one else could compare to this dreamboat lying in bed right next to me.

I snuggled into his arms at his insistence of a cool-down period and explored him up close with my fingertips. The swirly patch of hair in the center of his chest was adorable, as was the freckle right next to his nipple.

When my heart rate and breathing slowed down to normal, I nuzzled into his neck and planted kisses on the warm skin there. He smelled wonderful and tastes slightly salty. 

He let out a groan underneath me as my hand found its way to his bulge again, this time slipping inside his waistband. 

When I felt the hot, velvety skin of his cock against my palm, my breathing and heart rate shot right back up again. His balls were tense and shifted slightly in my hands. My clit and nipples pulsed with heat and sensitivity as I touched a man in his most intimate areas for the first time. 

It was so incredibly hot, intoxicating, and surreal. 

Together we shed the remainder of our clothing and let out a mutual moan as our skin kissed each other. 

Kaine rolled on top of me again, sending his tongue deep into my mouth as his hands traveled across and inside of me. 

I held onto his firm, bare ass as I tried driving his hips toward mine. The nervousness and worry about pain were completely gone. I was completely drunk with desire and needed that thick, meaty cock inside me more than anything. 

He pulled away for a moment to reach into his bedside drawer and tore open a square foil packet with his teeth. Was it strange that even watching him put a condom on was incredibly hot? His arm muscles twitched and flexed as he gripped the base of his cock and worked the rubber over his shaft with the other hand. 

And then he looked at me and I nearly came again just from his expression. 

"I won't hurt you," he promised, covering my neck and shoulders with kisses as he lowered over me again. "I'll go slow and we can stop at any time." 

"I don't want you to go slow," I said, squeezing around his hips with my legs. "I need you fully and deeply." 

He grinned with a naughty gleam in his eye and smothered my moan with a kiss as I felt the rounded head of his cock press against my clit. 

I tensed up just slightly as it lowered to rub against my entrance. Seeing and touching it was one thing but I had truly no idea how big it was until I felt it about to enter me.

Kaine felt my body seize up in his arms and pulled back slightly, but I only dug my fingers deeper into his hard muscles. 

"No don't stop," I begged. "I want to feel you." 

The hot, hard pressure returned, teasing my clit and spreading my wetness all around while he placed warm, open-mouthed kisses wherever his lips could reach. 

With a slight shift of his hips, the round head pushed past my lips and eased inside of me. 

I gasped and felt my back arch off the bed as I clutched him even tighter.

Not from pain but from sheer exhilaration. This was really happening and with this man. 

He continued surging his hips forward smoothly, watching my face intently for any sign of pain or needing to stop. 

I had no idea what my expression said, I was just feeling. It was intense, but not quite painful. Like a deep stretch that bordered the line of pleasure and pain. 

Only I was being stretched from the inside. Just when I thought he couldn't fit anymore, he pushed in further and the stretching intensified. I didn't just feel it in my core, I felt it in my toes, my fingertips, my nipples, my lips. He was inside me and all around me at the same time. 

"My God, you're so tight," he rasped into my ear. "And so wet, so hot."

"You've filled me up," I blurted out and wondered if that sounded stupid. 

But Kaine grunted his approval as he pulled back to rock into me again. I saw in the way his jaw clenched, how his muscles tightened, that he was holding back. He wanted to fuck me at full force but knew his cock was already on the verge of destroying me. 

"I love that I'm your first," he growled as he worked into a steady rhythm, staring at me hotly as he rolled his hips into me. "No one else has had this pussy and I fucking love that." 

"Me too, ohhh..." 

I lost all ability to use words as he filled me up again and again. Meaningless moans were all I could say as I rode the waves of sensations coursing throughout my body. I felt like liquid and he felt so solid. The discomfort melted away, replaced by the sweetest, most intense pleasure I ever felt.

His fingers dug into my hips as his breathing grew heavy and ragged. He crashed into me harder and faster, losing control to the intensity taking over both of us. 

With a quick grab and another shift, I cried out in ecstasy holding fast onto his arms for anything solid. This different angle sent him smashing directly at my clit and penetrating even deeper within me. My body couldn’t take it anymore and released. 

Electricity jolted up my spine and throughout my limbs. My toes curled and my head threw back as my whole being imploded like a dying star.

Kaine slammed into me one last time before he shuddered out his own release, panting and collapsing on top of me. 

Even after my orgasm subsided, I felt extremely sensitive. All my hairs stood on end with the slightest touch. I still felt the beat of our pulse through the soft kisses he pressed to my lips. Even my hearing felt sharper. It honestly felt like I developed an extra sense.

“So how was I?” I panted, scratching my fingers across his scalp. “Not bad for my first time?”

He pulled himself up to the pillows, then pulled me against his chest. His sexy bedroom eyes were heavy and lidded as he smiled lazily at me. 

“Maggie, you’re a natural.”