Pulling his length from his sweatpants, I ran my thumb over his mushroom shaped head and marveled at how soft yet hard he was.
“Harley.” My name was prayer as he gasped and pushed further into my hand. “I need to be inside of you.”
I needed that too.
Once he was inside of me, I knew things would change between us forever, and I was okay with that change. I might have been young, but I knew the man who had taken care of me since the night I arrived in San Sebastian was my forever.
Standing before him, I toed off my tennis shoes and rushed to remove the rest of my clothes.
“Fuck, you’re perfect,” Slade moaned as he looked up at me. He was shirtless with his pants pushed down to his ankles. He looked pretty damn perfect himself. He was all hard lines and defined muscle underneath the moonlight.
He held out his hand and I took it without thought, and resumed my position. I had no idea what I was doing. I only went with my instinct of what felt good, and the reactions Slade gave me as I rubbed my pussy up and down his dick. It was big and I wasn’t sure how he was going to fit, but I was sure as hell going to try.
Once he was at my entrance, I paused and braced myself on his shoulders. “I have something I need to confess.”
“Okay,” he muttered as he trailed kisses along my jaw and down to my collarbone. One hand cupped one breast while the other played with my nipple sending a zinging sensation straight to where I wanted him most.
“I’ve never done this before.”
“That’s okay. Take your time. I’m in no rush,” he panted as he thrust up until his tip breeched my entrance.
“I don’t think you understand what I’m tell you, Slade. I’m a… virgin.” I wasn’t sure if he would want to have sex with me after knowing that tidbit.
His hands moved to seize my hips and his head came up to look at me. He stared at me for a long moment before he spoke. “What?”
“I’ve never had sex before,” I confessed again.
My name came out softly before he hugged me to his body. “Then why are you doing this? Your first time shouldn’t be like this.”
“Like what? In one of the two places I feel at peace with a guy who… likes me.” I almost said loves me, but that was a stretch. There was no way Slade felt that way for me this early on. I wasn’t sure if I loved him or what he represented in my life.
“I more than like you. Where’s the other place you feel at peace? Maybe that’s where we should go to school.”
I couldn’t believe how tonight had gone. What we’d both agreed to for our future.
I smiled down at him. “We can’t go to school there.”
“Why not?” His brows furrowed.
“Because the only other place I feel at peace is in your arms.”
A grin cracked his stoic face. “Then it’s a good thing you’re stuck with me now.”
“I guess so.” I ground down on him again.
“I feel like I should make this special for you.”
“It is special. Now stop worrying.”
His hands loosened their hold as they ran down my sides before he gripped my hips and helped guide me back and forth once, twice, and on the third time, he slipped inside.
It was only a tiny fraction of how big he was, but my insides were already stretching to accommodating the intrusion. I tried to lower myself until pain sliced through my core.
Slade groaned and started to lick and suck on every inch of skin his lips came into contact with. He didn’t push me down or thrust up. He was waiting for me to make the next move. How had I gotten so lucky to move next door to this man who was sodamn perfect. I expected him to be a cocky asshole, but he wasn’t with me. He was hard when I needed him to be and soft the rest of the time. He was my knight in shining armor. The kind of man girls dreamed of when they were little.
Ever so slowly, I continued to lower myself until I was impossibly full and stretched in the most delicious of ways. It was a strange mix of pain and pleasure I’d never experienced before. I sat there my body tense until it slowly started to relax in his arms. I could feel his body shaking. The way he was fighting his urges as he waited for my body to accommodate him, and started to move.
My hips started to rock, and Slade’s eyes popped open. “Harley, fuck. You’re so damn tight.” He brushed his mouth to mine. “Are you sure you’re, okay?”