"You're late." I smiled as I opened the door and moved back. Jeremy's dark hair was wet from a shower from what I gathered, and he smelled like soap and aftershave. I breathed in deeply and reached for the flowers he handed me.

"No, I'm early." He handed off the roses and reached for me, pulling me against his strong chest. "And you're gorgeous. Did you know I thought about you all day today?"

"You did not." I lifted up on my toes and pressed my lips to his as I cupped his face.

"I did." He kissed me again, his lips so soft and wet, his aggression to get the night moving more than obvious.

I licked at his mouth and moved back, turning and walking into the kitchen. "I made a homemade lasagna. Do you like Italian?"

"I'm warm-blooded and big. I love anything that a woman cooks for me." He moved up behind me and wrapped his arms around me. "Let me have you for an appetizer, then we can eat."

"What?" I squeaked.

"You heard me." He forced me to turn toward him. "Why are you so shy around me?"

"I haven't been with too many guys, Jer." I gripped his large shoulders as he lifted me and set me on the counter next to the stove.

"Good. I like that." He leaned in for a long kiss as he ran his hands down my legs and gripped my ankles. "Feet on the counter. Lean back."

"You just got here." I gripped the edge of the counter and leaned back.

"Yeah, and I'm going to start off the night by eating my pussy." He pulled my long skirt up over my thighs and licked his lips as he glanced up at me. "I love that you shave yourself."

Warmth filled my chest and coated my cheeks. "You're too much."

"No, baby. I'm not nearly enough." He moved to his knees and leaned in, breathing in deeply as he slipped the back of his fingers under my silky blue panties. The backs of his fingers were rough, but in a good way. "I've been waiting for this night since Thanksgiving."

"Be easy with me," I whispered as he leaned in and licked around my panties until his tongue slipped under them.

"Never. It's not happening." He tugged my panties aside and flicked his tongue over my soft flesh. "You're already wet, bad girl. You were thinking about me."

"Mmhmm," I closed my eyes and let out a contented sigh as he sucked at one of my lips while he pressed a finger deep into my slit. "I always think about you."

He leaned back and brushed his thumb over my clit as he pressed another finger into me. "You're so tight, Bailey."

"I only use one finger," I mumbled and arched my back as my body began to purr.

"Open your eyes and look at me," he commanded.

I didn't hesitate. "I need you inside of me."

"I am inside of you, Angel. You want something else? Tell me." He leaned in and licked at my pussy again as he continued to watch me. Never in my life had I seen something so fucking sexy.

"I want your cock in me." I reached down and ran my fingers through his hair. "I want you to be my first."

He lifted an eyebrow and moved back, but continued his slow assault on my pussy. Thick fingers pumping in and out of me in a slow rhythm while he played with the bundle of nerves at the top of my mound.

"Your first? You haven't slept with anyone?" His eyes darkened just a little.

I moaned loudly and pressed down on his fingers. "No. I'm a little nervous, but I trust you."

"I would never hurt you." He leaned back down and sucked my clit back into his mouth. His tongue danced around, teasing me toward the edge of orgasm. The sound of my body sucking wildly at his fingers had me bucking against him as my orgasm tore me apart.

He continued his assault, standing and leaning over as he pumped his fingers deeper into my convulsing channel. Warmth and pleasure mixed with lust as I gripped the counter and cried out over and over.

"Stop, baby. Enough." I pushed at his shoulder.

He pulled his fingers from me and smiled. "Not even close." He moved down, pressing his mouth around my opening and tonguing me as he licked and sucked every drop of my orgasm down.

I came again just watching him.

"Such a good girl." He stood up and locked eyes with me as he patted my pussy softly over and over. "You know I plan on fucking you a few times tonight, right, Bailey?"

I nodded. "Yeah. I want you to."

"I know you do, Angel. Let's go to the bedroom."

"What about dinner?" I sat up and took his hand, sliding off the counter with his help.

"We'll eat in a little while." He turned off the oven and took my hand before leading me to the back room.

"We need condoms, Jeremy."

He patted his back pocket. "I got us covered. I hate the damn things, but until you get on the pill, they're necessary. My shit's potent. We fuck without them and you're going to be giving me the best gift a man can get. A baby." He turned to face me as we moved into the darkness of my bedroom.

A rush of fear moved through me. What if I jacked things up? What if my inexperience made me look ridiculous? What if I didn't feel good to him?

"Hey. Stop thinking and get over here." He smiled and ran his hands down the side of my hair to cup my face again. "No more thinking. I want you to memorize every good moment from our first time together."

"From my first time in general." I leaned against him and closed my eyes as he moved down to kiss me. The musky taste of my come on his lips was odd at first, but the more I let myself go, the more I enjoyed it. Enjoyed him. Enjoyed the freedom to simply be a woman who was wanted so fucking bad by a man.

"That's it." He licked at my lips and moved back to pull my shirt over my head before slipping my skirt down and pulling my panties with it. He stood and turned me around, removing my bra and taking the time to massage my breasts before tugging at my nipples. "You just relax tonight and feel me, hm?"

"Okay," I whispered and crawled up on my bed as he popped my ass and moved back to take off his clothes.

I laid down on my back and watched him as he undressed slowly for me. He had to be the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen in my life.

"You look so beautiful like that. I want to see you laid out on a bed for me every day." He leaned over and pulled a condom from his jeans, but didn't put it on. He tossed it up on the bed bedside me and crawled onto the bottom. His muscles were flexed like he’d just come from the gym, and his cock was thick, hard and standing at full attention. "I like to fuck a lot. Maybe I should have warned you." He leaned down and brushed his lips over the inside of my calf.

I moaned and gripped the sheets. "I'm good with you wanting to do anything you want to. I just want to be beneath you when you do it."

He chuckled deep in his chest. "Beneath me. Above me. In front of me." He nipped at my inner thigh. "I love deeply, Bailey, but I lust even deeper."

"God," I moaned as he kissed my pussy before moving up. "I don't deserve you."

"Bullshit." He pressed his knees into the bed and gripped his cock as he sat back on his heels between my legs. "I'm going to deflower you bareback, baby. I want to feel you release yourself to me, okay?"

"Isn't it bloody?" I cringed at the thought.

"Yeah, but it's okay. Just relax and enjoy the fact that you and I are about to become one." He ran his hand up my stomach and between my breasts as he gripped his thick cock and positioned it against my entrance.

I moaned loudly and gripped his hand as nerves and excitement dance in my stomach. "I've wanted this for as long as I could remember."

"Good. It's yours, baby girl." He pressed in a little and gripped the base of my neck loosely. "Relax. Let me in. You're fighting me. Just think about how good this big dick is going to feel tucked deep inside your tight little needy slit."

"Fuck," I arched my back and spread my legs farther and he pressed down on my chest and forced a few more inches inside of me. It felt as if I were going to burst, but the pain of stretching around him moved into pleasure as he released his cock and pressed his thumb to my clit. The slow circles he made around my sensitive nerves were enough to have me dripping with wetness.

"There you go. She wants me deeper, Bailey. You good with that, Angel?" He glanced up and locked eyes with me.

Love.

All I saw was love in his eyes. My emotions went on high alerts as tears filled my eyes. I needed to know that he cared about me, that he saw us going much farther than a night together.

He pulled back a little. "Am I hurting you, baby? You gotta talk to me."

"No." I reached for him and pulled him down on top of me. His strong, thick chest pressed against mine, and he kissed me softly.

"What's going on?" He rolled his hips, pulling out and pressing back in a little.

I wrapped my legs around him and let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding. "I'm just scared."

"Of what?" He reached down and lifted my leg a little as he pushed in farther.

I cried out in pain. "You not wanting me after tonight."

He smiled. "I want you for a lot of nights after this. Every night until you kick my ass out." He pressed his elbows beside my face and wiped my tears away. "Focus on me while I get past your tightness. I'm going to push in cause you're ready, but I need you to breath out and think about the delicious fucks were going to have after this moment. I'm going to take you places you never dreamed possible. Highs you didn't even know existed."

"I want that. For me and you." I pulled him down and kissed him hard as he thrust, breaking my cherry and lodging his huge cock balls deep inside of me.

"Fuck," he groaned and lifted up as he rolled his hips. "I'm in. I need the condom."

I reached for it as the burn of pain faded.

He pulled out, slipped the condom on and moved back on top of me. "Hold me while I lose myself in you."

I wrapped my arms around him and kissed his neck, chest and mouth while he took his time working me over the edge several times before joining me.

No matter what happened from there on out, some part of me would always belong to him.

Scary enough, it wasn't just my virginity.

It was my heart.