His eyes darken, and then my face is in both his hands again. He looks deeply into my eyes—more intensely than anyone has ever looked at me—before he confesses, “I've loved you since the moment I first saw you.”
Before I can even laugh and remind him that that was only earlier today, his lips are crashing down on mine again, erasing all thoughts from my mind but the way his lips slide over mine.
This is what they mean when they talk about love at first sight. Someone that you meet one day and just click with. If someone had told me I would meet a random guy and then sleep with him the same night, I would have told them they were crazy.
And while part of this feels surreal and crazy, another part of it feels more right than anything I've ever done in my entire life. I can't explain it, but I trust Alex implicitly. He's not going to hurt me. I trust he means it when he says he loves me.
And I don't think I'm just a naïve teenager because I've always been practical and had a good head on my shoulders.
But right now, my body is in control. It’s silencing my mind as Alex’s tongue tangles with mine. My brain short-circuits completely whenever Alex pulls my turtleneck over my head and then cups my breasts in his big hands. He pulls the cups of my bra down and drops his mouth onto my nipples, alternatingbetween them, licking and sucking them, sending a gasp to my lips and a throb straight between my legs. I never would have thought being kissed on one part of my body would elicit such a sensation in another part.
Alex strokes me through my jeans, causing more moisture to flood my already sodden panties, and when he drops to his knees and pulls my jeans and panties from my body, his blue eyes sparkling up at me like napalm pools, I begin to shake all over.
I’m drowning in him as he kisses me downthere. When he pushes a finger inside me, I grip onto his shoulders, my head spinning with the sensations flooding through me.
“Alex,” I whisper his name as I feel something building between my legs.
“Yes, sweet baby. Give me your first orgasm,” he tells me in between slurps.
Although I told Alex I'm a virgin, I never told him I've never had an orgasm at all before. I don't even have time to stop and wonder how he knows this before my body is obeying him as if he's its master.
White-hot pleasure courses through me until my legs shake and my vision goes blurry. I'm certain I'm going to collapse, but Alex stands up and scoops me into his arms. It's a good thing too because I'm a weightless ball of jelly, too weak to even throw my arms around his neck and hold on to him as he carries me into a room and lays me gently on his bed.
My eyes lazily drink in the hard ridges of his chest as he rips his shirt off his head by grabbing the back of it and pulling it over his head in that way that guys do.
And when he shrugs off his pants and his huge erection springs free to bob up in the air between us, my suspicions are proved correct. He's packing a monster between his legs that looks like it’ll rip my tiny body in two. I should be afraid, but one look into his adoring eyes and I'm not.
I trust him to not hurt me any more than he has to. Moisture is leaking from the tip of the angry-looking head, and I reach out and touch it, gathering the drop onto my finger. I don't know what possesses me to do it, but I bring it up to my mouth and taste him, moaning at the salty essence.
“Fuck,” he groans, “are you trying to kill me?”
He growls as he grabs my hips and climbs over me, lining himself up against me. I feel his crown pushing into me. His eyes are wild as he looks down at me. His chest is heaving up and down, and he closes his eyes as his breath stutters in and out unevenly, harsh pants coming out of his nose like he’s an angry bull. Every muscle in his shoulders and chest is taut as if it's taking everything in him to hold himself back.
I place my hands on his hips and pull him forward. His eyes snap open, those twin flames devouring me.
“It's okay,” I tell him. “You don't have to be gentle. I can take it. I trust you.”
He lets out a strangled sound before he crashes his lips onto mine, kissing me fervently.
I open my legs wider to him and accept his invasion as I kiss him back just as passionately while he pushes that hard part of himself into me.
A steady, stretching pressure builds, and then there's a sharp sting of pain that makes me cry out into his mouth before I feel him seat himself all the way inside me.
His entire body shudders atop me as he fists his hands in my hair and trails his lips to my neck where he sucks and nibbles on the flesh there. “Can't believe you're finally mine,” he whispers against my shoulder.
Again, before I have a chance to question him about his odd phrasing, he starts sliding in and out of me, making my brain short circuit. All I can focus on is the wet glide of him in and out of me.
And when he pushes back inside of me, he hits this delicious spot that almost makes me feel ticklish. My body instinctively seeks out more of the sensation, and before I know it, I'm thrusting my hips back up against his.
“Yes,” he hisses out against my ear. “Yes, baby, just like that. Throw that sweet little thing up on your cock. This is your cock. Nobody else's. I've been saving up all this cum just for you, princess.”
I never would have thought I was the type of girl who would get off on dirty talk, but Alex's words—even though they don't really make sense since we just met today—are turning me on to no end.
And of course, Alex is so in tune with me he senses that because he amps up his talking his breath coming out in a strangled pant as he asks me wildly, “You want me to dump all this hot nut in your fertile little pussy. Huh, baby? You want me to stain the inside of that cunt with my cum? I'm warning you. I’ve got so much it’s going to be dripping out of you for days.”
“Oh god!” I groan as I feel myself ripple around him.
He feels it too because he throws his head back and moans deep in his throat. “That's it, sweet girl. Let go while I bust that little pussy wide open. That's it. Thatta girl.”