Page 24 of Valentine Dare

“Yes,” I lied, seeing the lust in his eyes and thinking for a split second I could go get the morning-after pill. Plenty of girls did it. They said at times they would have sex and forget to use condoms. It wasn’t about forgetting; I just wanted to feel his cock inside of me. There was something about this moment. The time was right, and I assumed he asked because he wanted us to have sex but didn’t have a condom on him.

“I’ll be gentle,” he purred as he rolled onto me.

Oh my fuck! Yes, it was really happening. We weren’t just fooling around. We were going all the way. His blue eyes stared at me for a second as he stroked my hair. Then he pressed his lips against mine. Ever so gently, the scent of my pussy on his and his cock on mine lingered.

We kissed, not with the hunger we started at first, but more with appreciation and acknowledgement we were going a step further. One in which I’d never taken before until now.

He pulled his head back and then stared at me for a brief second.

“You ready?”

I nodded my head. “Yes.” My voice was trembling as the realization of what I was agreeing to was about to take place.

He smiled at me then he slid his cock in at first, gently and not too deep. I held on to him as he did it, closing my eyes, firmly expecting the pain to take over my body and regret to greet my mind.

“Relax,” he whispered as he kissed me gently.

He completely slid out, and I felt empty, as if a void was remaining, and I wanted him to fill it.

His eyes were fixed on me as he did it again. I tried to relax as he pumped me, and I remembered his admiration for my body and how he made me feel.

I started to relish every time he thrust into me, going a little deeper each time. He whispered, “Good girl. Stop tensing and enjoy it.”

I nodded my head as I gazed into his eyes. It was as if he was sending me into a trance as he carefully entered and pulled out each time. Every time going just that little bit deeper, and I would relax as I became wetter. No more did I feel pain. I was lost as I started to indulge in it as Brent skillfully moved his body.

Part of me was jealous of the other girls he’d been with, and the other was grateful, because he’d made everything about this moment so special, something I’d always wanted and the reason why I’d hesitated having sex with Kurt.

Gentle kisses were planted on my lips as he moved and I relaxed and stroked his back while surrendering to the pleasures he was giving me.

“Good girl,” he growled, encouraging me to completely let go.

I started to scream. As he picked up his rhythm he began to lose control. He couldn’t hold back anymore, and neither could I. We were both going again. I didn’t even think it was possible. He filled me with his slick cum one more time - not in my mouth but my pussy.

We both tried to catch our breath, and suddenly my stomach started to rumble. He laughed as he kissed me tenderly. He made me feel sexy and beautiful at the same time as he moved away from being on top of me.

“I’m too heavy for you. Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”

My stomach rumbled again. This time I wasn’t laughing, and neither was he as I ended the romantic moment and inquired, “I really hope you brought some food.”

“I gather you’re fine.Yeah, I have a couple of sandwiches back at the car. I’ll go get them.”

He stood up, and I watched his tall athletic frame naturally move while cleaning himself with his towel, and then I propped myself up with my elbows and smiled.

“I really could get used to this.”

“I just want to make sure you’re okay.”

He flung the towel in my direction, and I caught it with my hand.

“I’m more than that…” I winked at him. “I’m no longer a virgin. I feel like a woman now.”

“You’re more than a woman. Don’t let anyone make you think you’re anything less.”

I took a different towel out of his bag and started to wipe between my legs.

“I’ll get a new towel and something to eat. I’ll be right back. It’s a bit later now. Someone may come by.”

I choked. “You’re not going to get changed?”

He shot back, “Let them enjoy the view!”

Then he came back and hurriedly, as if he’d just remembered it wasn’t a good idea to walk around naked as if he was at home. He smiled as he pulled on his jeans, shirt and shoes. I felt different, alive in some sort of way. Happy that I skipped most of school today. I got a lot more than I bargained for in the space of a Monday morning.

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