Slater

“There’s no way this isn’t happening, if it’s what you still want.” Not when having Izzy had been my only thought since the moment I first laid eyes on her.

And though she tasted so fucking sweet and it was all I could do not to spend the whole night nestled between her legs, I needed more. I needed to sink into her, needed to tear past her virginity and claim her as my own…and I needed to feel her tight body surrounding me as I fucked her until she was once again screaming out my name.

She was just too gorgeous with her red hair tumbling around her beautiful face, her milky skin flecked with myriad freckles, as her lush curves beckoned me to her. I took just a moment more to fish a condom out of my jeans, quickly tearing through the package and slipping it on, even if I’d like nothing more than to take her bare. But there was plenty of time for that in the near future, since I had no intention of letting her go anytime soon.

Kneeling between her legs, I lowered my body to hers, catching her mouth in a bruising kiss as I let my cock slip through her delicate folds and against her clit, before finally tilting my hips, so that the head of my cock caught at her entrance. My body tensed as I forced myself to take her slowly, knowing it might hurt. But as I slowly thrust past her barrier, her body was slick and ready for me and I found myself sinking into her tight heat as she tensed under me. “Are you okay, love?”

“Yeah…more than okay.” She kissed me, and then kissed me again, her words but a whisper against my lips. “Just don’t stop.”

“Baby girl…I don’t think I could even if I wanted to.” I deepened our kiss, giving her a moment to adjust to the intrusion—not that I could wait for long. She just felt too fucking good.

I slowly started to thrust into her, doing my best to focus on Izzy and how she was reacting to everything, since I didn’t want to screw up her first time. But when she wrapped her legs around my thighs and rocked her hips into me, spurring me on and taking each of my thrusts deeper, there was no way I could hold back or take things slow.

I trailed bites and kisses down her neck, our pace quickening as her needy little moans filled the quiet of the room, as I tried to hold back my orgasm, needing this to last. Yet she felt so fucking good, she was intoxicating.

She already had me riding that edge, and I swore I’d never been with anyone who had such an effect on me. Before I ended up coming, I rolled us so that she was now straddling me, since I wanted to give her the chance to take control. This wasn’t just about her losing her virginity—it was about her learning to find herself sexually. And I’d be a crap boyfriend if I didn’t help her figure things out.

With her hands propped on my chest, she bit her bottom lip and let out a groan in protest. “Slater…”

“It’s okay…” I grabbed her hips and helped her find her rhythm as I thrust up into her, and sure enough, she quickly took over, figuring it all out. “That’s it, love…just do whatever feels good for you.”

“It all feels good…way too good.” Her eyes slipped shut as she lost herself in the moment, her plump red lips parting and her chest lifting with each quick breath she took, her pace starting to quicken.

I swore, I’d never seen a more gorgeous sight, with her hair in a wild tangle as it fell over her shoulders, her nipples puckered hard and pert, her chest rising and falling with each breath as she bit her lower lip.

Yet one thing was clear…I wasn’t going to last much longer.

I sat up and wrapped my arm around her waist, pulling her down to me to increase the pressure against her clit as I nipped and sucked on her nipple, knowing it would add another layer of sensation for her. She gasped, her back arching as if offering herself to me, begging for more as her pace quickened, her fingers tangling in my hair and pulling me close.

The energy of my orgasm raged inside me looking to be set free as I caught her mouth in a bruising kiss just as she came. Swallowing down her needy cries, I joined her, my cock pulsing in its release as her body quivered and trembled in my arms and we rode out the last waves of pleasure.

I covered her face in gentle kisses, brushing the hair from her eyes, our bodies still linked as one. “Are you okay, love?”

Her cheeks flushed red as she looked away shyly. “I don’t think I ever quite imagined it like this. It was just…so intense—and so good.”

I didn’t know if Izzy really meant it, despite having come twice, since there had likely been some pain associated with her first time. But I wanted her to feel comfortable being honest with me, rather than telling me what she thought I might want to hear. Because this was about her pleasure, not about my ego.

Slipping free of her body, I quickly discarded the condom before reclining against the pillows and pulling her into my arms, tilting her chin up so I could kiss her. “You can be honest with me, love. I can’t imagine your first time would be terribly comfortable. But I swear, it’ll get better.”

Her blush deepened and spread down her neck to her chest. “I wasn’t lying when I said that it was good. But…there was a bit of a sting, and…it was a bit overwhelming. You’re awfully…big. But I swear, after the initial shock of it, it felt amazing—and as weird as it sounds, I even liked that little bit of pain. It was a reminder that this was actually happening. And the fact that my first time was with you…it was perfect.”

“I’m glad that it was good for you, love. And it’s not at all unusual to like a bit of pain with sex, since it can often heighten the senses.” Not that she was ready for anything too kinky. But it was good to know what she liked and didn’t like. “This is still a learning experience for you, and we’ll figure out your likes and dislikes. But that means you’ll need to be completely honest with me. Can you do that for me?”

She nodded, a smile playing on her lips as she nestled against me. “I think so—especially if it means being with you again and again.”

“Damn right it does. ’Cause I’m not going anywhere, love.” I kissed the top of her head and held her close, as I ignored the fact that this all felt far too different than any other time I’d been with a woman. And though I could brush it off with some excuse, like the fact that I’d never been with a virgin before, I knew that had nothing to do with the way I was currently feeling.

The truth was, I was falling hard and fast for Izzy, and it could all go to hell in a hurry if she found out the truth about me and my family, and our sordid past.

Because she may be the rich princess in this little fairy tale, but I was nothing more than a common criminal. And she would be stupid not to second-guess my motivations, even if they were genuine.

Yet I couldn’t bring myself to tell her the truth, even if there was too good a chance it would all come back to bite me in the ass.

Not yet anyway.