Page 82 of The First Chord

“Yes,” she cried, and pushed back, like she was prodding me into action.

“You okay?”

“God, yes.”

“I’ve got you, baby,” I crooned, lulling her into a false sense of ease because it wasn’t going to be slow. This time was going to be frenetic and hard. It was going to be fucking amazing.

When I started to pump my hips with speed and power, Amber cried out and dug her finger nails into my back. The sting added to the pleasure that was already shooting around my body with every shove of my hips. I put a hand above her head to avoid her hitting the headboard as we rutted like a pair of wild animals. We matched each other’s rhythm, Amber keeping up with the demanding pace.

“That feels so good. Oh god.” She sounded emotional like she was going break down and I wondered if maybe it was all too much.

“Do you want me to stop?”

“Don’t you bloody dare.” A hand slapped my arse. “Fuck me.”

Shit, she had a dirty fucking little mouth, and I loved it. My movements got harder and faster and Amber grinned, pushing her feet against my arse cheeks with an insistence that I bring another climax from her.

When I felt the pull in the pit of my stomach, and my balls started to tighten, I was disappointed. I didn’t want it to end so soon. I wanted carry on the delicious torture of being on the edge of coming. As Amber’s hand slapped on the duvet and grabbed at it, I knew that she was close again. I was going to make sure we shared the perfect moment.

“Come with me, baby.”

As we kissed, our fingers linked together and we held on tight, knowing that this was going to be the start of something epic. Something new and deserved. When we both came on a cry I didn’t think I would ever experience anything more flawless, even if I lived to be a hundred years old.

Breathlessly, I lay between Amber’s legs and kissed her softly, waiting for my heart to slow down. Wondering if every time would be that good.

“That was…oh my god.” Amber blew out her cheeks and her hair moved in the slight breeze she’d created. Her cheeks were flushed, as were her tits, and she looked beautiful and sated. Serene even.

“You’re okay then?”

She nodded. “Shit yes.”

I laughed, feeling a level of happiness that I’d never felt before. My life had changed when I met Amber, and it was never going to be the same ever again. I would never be the same because now I’d experienced perfection and nothing else would ever be good enough.

“That piercing has to be the best thing ever by the way.”

“Glad you liked it.”

She slapped a hand against her chest. “Oh, I did.”

After dropping a kiss to her shoulder, I then ran my nose up to her ear, nipped at it and then returned the journey with my lips on her skin. Ending at her mouth where we kissed lazily.

Eventually we pulled apart and I looked down, brushing a finger along Amber’s cheek.

“Are you sure that you’re okay?” I asked. “No regrets?”

Licking her lips, she shook her head. “Not a single one. Not even an ounce of guilt.” Her hand cupped my face. “Unless I’ve got this totally wrong, this isn’t just a fling for us. It’s not some quick shag with a nameless person.”

“No, baby, it isn’t.” Swallowing I rolled onto my back, taking Amber with me and nestled her against me. “This is so much more than that. This, for me, is what I want for my future. And I know that we’re going fast. I know that this comes with all sorts of baggage and issues, but I wouldn’t want it any other way. I want us to see where we go, what we could become. Is that okay with you?”

No hesitation. “Yes. It’s what I want too. I know that I should be scared, because like you said, it’s fast and I’ve only just ended a relationship, but I can’t imagine anything else. You’re my friend. Were my friend before this, so I know this is right.”

Thank god she felt the same way. The relief was immense. The trepidation was colossal. But the possibilities were endless, and I couldn’t wait.

“I have an idea,” I said, giving her a soft, quick kiss.

“What?” she asked, tracing patterns on my stomach with cool fingertips.

“I think a good idea would be to go again.”

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