Page 75 of The Very First Night

The moment he springs free, a knot tightens in my throat. Heat rushes to my cheeks as I take in the sheer size of his cock, wondering how it could possibly fit inside me without causing discomfort. It’s almost unreal, like a prop from a pornographic film brought to life. But here it is, mere inches away from me, stirring up a mix of excitement and nervousness that I never expected.

As I stare at him stroking himself from root to tip, my mouth falls open and my brows furrow in disbelief. “You’re…” I stammer, feeling a bit intimidated by his size. “I don’t think that will even fit inside of me.”

“It’ll fit,” he says before he pushes my hair away from my face. “I would never push you to do something you don’t want to do, but for what it’s worth, I know you can take it.”

He lowers his free hand and lightly grazes my clit, tracing small circles with his fingertips, his other hand stroking himself in perfect sync. The pleasure builds with each stroke, sending sparks of desire through my body.

“So, what’s it going to be? Do you want me to stop?”

No, fuck no. That is about the last thing I want. As intimidating as his size might be, the mere thought of him stretching me, filling me so thoroughly, has me ready to come on the spot.

“No, I want you to fuck me.”

Tanner grins, grabs the condom off the bed, rips it open, and sheaths himself with ease. I hear him whisper, “That’s my girl,” but it’s so quiet I don’t think he intends for me to hear. I instantly melt at the words.

As Tanner lines himself up with my entrance, we both suck in a deep breath. As our gazes lock, I’m mesmerized by the intricate patterns of gold in his bright green irises. A warm wave of calm washes over me, melting away any lingering doubts or fears. Our fingers interlock, fitting together like puzzle pieces, and I feel a sense of safety with him that I’ve never experienced before.

As he slowly enters me for the first time, an electric current sparks between us, igniting a blazing inferno throughout my entire body. Despite my initial hesitations, I feel completely at ease in his embrace. Tanner presses deeper into me, his eyes never leaving my own, the strange level of intimacy completely distracting me from the slight twinge of pain as he stretches me so thoroughly. He’s gentle and accommodating as we work in tandem to acclimate me to his size, and by the time he’s fully seated inside me, it’s taking everything in me not to explode.

The sensation of being so full is indescribable, especially after not having had sex in months. Even if it hadn’t been so long, I feel like my body would be reacting just the same.

Tanner’s movements are slow and deliberate at first, his body pressing against mine. The warmth of him sends shivers down my spine, igniting every nerve and setting my skin ablaze. As his pace quickens, the slight burning sensation fully gives way to intense pleasure, causing my entire body to tremble with desire. I can’t help but let out a moan, trying to stifle it as best I can by covering my mouth with my hand. But Tanner doesn’t seem to mind the sounds I’m making as his hand reaches between us to tease my sensitive clit with his thumb.

With each thrust, the pleasure grows more intense until I’m practically screaming from the overwhelming sensations coursing through me. My legs tremble as Tanner continues to move, each thrust more powerful than the last. He is relentless in his pursuit of our mutual pleasure, slamming into me with abandon while never faltering in his skilled touches that drive me closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy.

He never breaks eye contact, which somehow makes it even more intimate. I should find it daunting; I should find being this physically and emotionally exposed terrifying, but I don’t.

It’s Tanner. The friend who has stood by my side through the last year without asking for a single thing in return. The friend who invited me to his family’s house for the holidays last year because I didn’t have anywhere to go. The friend who offered to help me get over someone else by being what I need in the moment.

I truly don’t deserve a friend like him.

Typically, friends don’t do this. However, if anyone can navigate the complexities of being friends with benefits, it would be Tanner. He’s the kind of guy women melt for, and he’s probably indulged far more than I know about.

Why does that bother me to think about? And why in the fuck am I thinking about him with other women when he’s inside of me?

“Hey,” he whispers, slowing his movements, a concerned look etched in his brow.

“Hey,” I say, but no audible sound comes out except for a faint moan that creeps past my lips.

“Are you okay?” Tanner asks almost timidly, like he’s afraid that he’s hurt me or done something he can’t undo. He doesn’t stop moving, but I can tell he’s worried.

“Yeah, why?”

“Because you went from covering your mouth to keep quiet to staring at the ceiling.”

Oh.

Well, I sure as hell can’t tell him what I was thinking about. Jealousy isn’t allowed—that isn’t our arrangement. It’s not like he sits there and makes a stink over me having a past. Hell, that’s what got us here in the first place.

Feeling tongue-tied and unsure of what to say, I lean upward and firmly press my lips against his. His mouth opens eagerly, inviting me in. In this moment, all I want is to lose myself in the taste and feel of him.

His jaw clenches, the muscles in his arm bulging as he increases the intensity of his thrusts, slamming into me with unbridled force, causing my body to arch and quiver. I can feel him losing control and I want nothing more than to be his undoing. He buries himself inside me, each push coasting me closer and closer to release.

Fuck—I don’t think it’s ever felt this good. I didn’t know sex like this could actually exist outside of porn. Didn’t know a partner could be so hyperaware of your body’s needs that they can play it like a fiddle.

As if he can hear my thoughts, Tanner returns his thumb to my clit, this time circling it with far more urgency.

“I want to feel you come on my cock, Kat. I need to feel you squeeze me.”

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