But Sydney deserved better than that.
I eased back, pulling her jeans down and tossing them off the bed. Her panties were soaked.
“You want this, huh?”
She nodded. “Please?”
“As much as you want, babe.”
She smiled and leaned back, lifting her hips. I hooked my fingers in her panties and pulled them down. She bit her lip, looking up at me. Her eyebrows were raised in concern.
“What?” I asked.
“I just…I’ve never had a guy look at me like this before.”
“Don’t worry, okay? You look so gorgeous.” I dropped her panties and leaned over her again, propped up on one elbow.
She smiled shyly. “Okay.”
I traced two fingers along her pussy, then pushed one inside.
Her mouth opened, but no sound came out. Her eyes drifted closed, and she started to move her hips again.
I gave my hand one slow thrust, then shifted it, moving my thumb to her clit.
Sydney gasped and wrapped her arms around me, pulling me in for another kiss.
I worked her slowly, adding a second finger when it was time. She was soaked and whimpering, grinding frantically on my hand.
“You like it?” I whispered in her ear.
She nodded. “Yes, don’t stop, don’tfuckingstop!”
How could I argue?
I pushed in a third finger.
Sydney’s nails dug into my back, and she let out a sharp cry. Her hips moved wildly, desperately.
Then she dropped back on the bed, shivering and panting like she’d run a marathon.
I chuckled and reached for my shirt, wiping my fingers on it. “Catch your breath. I’ll get a condom.”
“Wait.” Her voice sounded small. Nervous.
I turned back to look at her. “Hey, yeah. What’s up?”
“I don’t…I don’t know. I’ve never…”
Right. I knew what she was about to say, but I still let her say it.
“I’m a virgin.”
I nodded. “Okay, that’s all right. Do you want to talk? Wait?”
She opened her mouth, closed it, shrugged.
“You want to wait, Sydney?”