Page 16 of Beautifully Undone

He pulled his shorts down, exposing his…very large cock. I…it looked large to me at least. I wasn’t a complete ignoramus. I mean, I’ve been on the internet. I knew what a guy looked like, and I had to say, none of them were as well endowed and as perfect as the one standing in front of me.

“Don’t worry, it won’t kill you.” He chuckled. He must have mistaken the amazed look in my eyes at the sight of him as fear.

“No?” I joked. “But it is supposed to hurt the first time.”

“We’ll worry about that later. The water is warm now.” He opened the shower door and took my hand as I stepped inside. The warm spray felt good. I didn’t want to get my hair wet because it would take forever to dry, and I didn’t want Asher to change his mind if he had to wait for me to dry my hair after the shower. But then he stepped behind me, grabbed the soap and ran it across my breasts, following each movement of the soap with his other hand, touching first my breasts, trailing down to my belly button, lathering me up with suds. When his fingers reached the top part of my mound, my stomach tingled. It was a good thing he stood behind me. I wasn’t so sure I could handle looking at him naked without my knees buckling from his touch. But that thought vanished when he put his finger under my chin and prompted me to turn my head to the side. He kissed me then, and I felt powerless in his grasp as he kept my back against his chest and his hands soaped my breasts some more.

As we kissed, he turned us so that we both stood directly under the spray and all thoughts of dry hair vanished as his fingers trailed down between my legs and flowed into my folds. Havinghimtouch me there was so much more satisfying than when I did it. Asher’s fingers teased the area, rubbing the outside until his finger found and covered my clitoris. He moved it around, circling it, pressing it. I closed my eyes again as the sensations took hold and my mind began to float, basking in the pleasure. I gasped when two of his fingers darted inside and he flicked them rapidly for several minutes while his thumb circled my clit. He slowly eased the digits back out, coating me with my own juices. My knees collapsed and I lost my balance. He caught me and held me up as he stuck one of those fingers in his mouth, sucking off my cream. “Mmmm…Melody, you taste divine.”

Oh. My. God. Did he really just do that?

Then he rubbed his other finger over my bottom lip, and I couldn’t help but taste the essence of myself. He reached up and turned off the shower, grabbed the towel that hung on the hook, and dried me off, blotting my wet hair with the terry cloth so that the strands weren’t dripping too much. It was going to get anything I laid on top of drenched regardless, but he didn’t seem too concerned about it. I watched as he rubbed another towel over his body, his eyes intent and focused on mine. We stepped out of the shower stall and he picked me up. “Wrap your legs around me.” I did as he asked, and as my legs circled his naked waist, I felt the wetness he’d created slick against his stomach. He held me tightly with his hands on my bottom as he carried me to the bed. I don’t think I could have asked for a better first experience. This was turning out better than I had ever imagined.

“I’m on the pill,” I blurted out, not wanting him to ask. I remembered telling him when I’d first gone on them. I know that’s not something a girl usually tells a guy, but Asher was my best friend—my only friend—and I told him just about everything. I’d been unsure about whether I should go on them or not, considering I wasn’t sexually active, and I’d worried what the doctor would think when I asked about them. Ash assured me that being on the pill didn’t make me a slut or anything, just responsible, and that the doctor was probably used to prescribing them to women my age. But I wasn’t sure if he remembered us having the discussion or not, so I thought it was important to let him know.

“I know,” he said. “You told me when you first started them.”

Asher kissed me as though he couldn’t get enough of me, our tongues doing a crazy mating dance with a tremendous amount of fervor.

He eased me down on the bed and positioned himself on his knees over me with my legs still wrapped happily around him. I didn’t want to move. Just the idea of my legs caressing his naked body was enough. I could have died a happy girl at that moment, even if we didn’t go any further. Though my body had other ideas, and as he kissed his way down to my breasts, sucking a little at each nipple, teasing, nibbling, I couldn’t think of anything but the fact that I wanted him inside of me. The brief moment of having his fingers inside during the shower was only a tease as to what pleasures I imagined awaited me now.

When he lowered his head and his mouth reached my belly button, I unlocked my legs from around him, and his hand slipped down between my thighs. Like before, his thumb circled my clit and his fingers slipped inside. My knees fell open and I bucked my hips; I couldn’t control them as his fingers danced and strummed as though they played some sort of tune on the strings of a guitar.

Then his tongue took the place of his thumb and he flicked it and sucked at my nub until I thought I would explode into a thousand tiny pieces. The roar in my head was so strong and powerful. Then he stopped and kissed his way back up to my belly button.

“So slippery, so wet, so ready,” he said.

He pulled his fingers out and positioned himself above me, one knee on each side of my thighs.

“Fuck, Mel. You are a beautiful surprise,” he huffed in my ear. “I don’t think I can wait any longer. I’m going to fuck you now.”

He rubbed the head of his cock over my clit, and then, all of a sudden, the tip of him slipped inside of me. His movements were slow at first, but then he went all the way in. I felt a pinch, nothing more than a tiny pinprick, but the uncomfortable sensation disappeared almost immediately and became something I’d never imagined as he pulled out and pushed back in, out and in. I think I saw lightning strike across the ceiling.

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