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He holds out his erection. I wrap my hands around his cock, as if it’s the most natural thing in the world. Taking him into my mouth, my tongue runs along the length of him as he groans in contentment.
“Fuck, yes, Catherine,” he growls.
My mouth works over his cock, exploring every inch with my tongue before replacing it with my lips. Oliver grabs hold of my head, guiding me and pushing me deeper until I’m taking all he offers.
I can feel him getting closer to his climax, so I slow down the movements of my mouth.
“Stop,” he says, pulling himself out of my mouth.
“Are you ready?” he whispers as our eyes lock.
I nod, ready for what comes next. For the first time in my life, I’m not afraid of the unknown. With Oliver, everything feels right, and for this moment, I let go of all fear and just trust him.
He reaches over to his nightstand, pulling out a condom. Ripping it open, he expertly slips it on before coming back down to me.
I lay back as I feel the weight of his body lightly pressed against mine. He adjusts his cock to align with my entrance, then slips himself inside of me.
He thrusts into me, slowly at first, allowing me to get used to him as he slides in and out of me in a steady rhythm.
At first, there’s a sharp sting of pain, my body adjusting to the foreign sensation of our connection. But then that feeling fades away, replaced by something more beautiful and passionate than I ever thought possible.
“Fuck, you feel amazing,” he says, kissing me.
His words send me over the edge. I’ve wanted him for so long, and I’m glad it’s him that I gave my virginity to. Every thrust, every kiss feels like a dream come true, and I never want this moment to end.
I close my eyes, basking in the ecstasy of his cock hitting new places within me. As he starts to move inside of me, my body tenses. The combination of his cock and my own pleasure causes me to tighten around him, gripping him tighter and tighter with each movement.
“That’s it, baby,” he whispers.
His touch is gentle yet hungry; he’s pushing deeper as if he needs more, but also takes care not to hurt me.
His fingers trace circles around my nipples and as the tension builds within us, he increases his speed. His thrusts become more fierce and his breathing grows ragged as he builds toward his own climax.
I can feel him getting close, and as he does, we both cry out in unison. Our bodies quivering as our release rocks through us.
When it’s over, Oliver collapses on top of me, his head resting in the crook of my neck as he catches his breath. I wrap my arms around him, a deep sense of satisfaction and contentment washing over me.
We remain there for a few minutes, just enjoying the moment and allowing ourselves to sink into the comfort of the afterglow. When I think back on it now, I’m almost surprised by how unimportant the fact that this was my first time really was. It didn’t feel like the insurmountable thing it had been built up to be. Instead, it felt like a natural progression with someone that I felt safe and comfortable being intimate with. I’m glad that I didn’t wait until marriage to experience something so intimate and beautiful. All it took was the right person at the right moment.
I smile to myself, grateful it was Oliver.
Chapter 18
Oliver
Thesunisjustpeeking through the window, casting a gentle orange glow around us as my eyes flutter open.
As I gaze down, I see Catherine still in my arms, snuggling up to me. She looks so peaceful and innocent, with her soft curls scattered around her face, framing her creamy skin that radiates in the morning light.
I find myself unable to look away as she shifts in my embrace and takes a deep breath, exhaling slowly through pursed lips.
Finally, she stirs and our eyes meet for the first time this morning. For a few long seconds, we just stare at each other in silence, and saying nothing.
But then slowly, a small smile forms on her lips and she kisses me softly as she whispers, “Good morning.”
“Morning,” I whisper back, then plant a tender kiss on her lips.
The kiss deepens, becoming more heated with every passing second.
