Total pages in book: 176
Estimated words: 164533 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 823(@200wpm)___ 658(@250wpm)___ 548(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 164533 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 823(@200wpm)___ 658(@250wpm)___ 548(@300wpm)
She watched me, the gold notes in her hazel eyes glowing in the darkened room. There was a single narrow window up high, the hint of moonlight casting a faint glow over the space. I pulled the condom out, hoping I didn’t fuck things up because I’d never put one on before. Sensing my nerves, Charli sat up a little, her soft fingers taking it from me. She studied it a moment then opened the packet, brought it to my cock, and rolled it down. I was grateful she’d taken the initiative because it felt like my lack of experience was getting the better of me.
“Come here,” she whispered, her palm sliding along my shoulders before she gripped my neck and pulled me back down with her. I settled between her legs. It took a moment to line myself up with her, and then slowly, I pushed in. She inhaled sharply, a flicker of discomfort passing over her features, and I hated that I might hurt her. That pain was an inevitable part of this. I made sure to be as gentle as possible.
“Rhys, kiss me,” she breathed, and I didn’t hesitate. I kissed her hungrily as I continued to push in, eventually sliding home. Once I was fully seated, I stilled, feeling a tremble shake her. Her hold on my neck tightened, her fingers digging in. She could hurt me a little if she wanted, anything that might help ease her own discomfort. Besides, the pleasure of being inside her countered any pain. Who knew this kind of heaven existed.
I took her in, breaking the kiss to make sure she was comfortable. “Okay?”
“Yes, keep going,” she replied, her lips pressing together as she closed her eyes and inhaled. I fell for her at that moment because it obviously wasn’t pleasurable for her like it was for me. Even though adrenaline was rushing through me, and I was exhilarated to be having sex for the first time, if she asked me to stop, I’d do so in a heartbeat.
I lowered my mouth to her breast, kissing the soft globe, while massaging the other in my palm as I very slowly began to move my hips. Her tits were amazing. There was little in this world that felt as good as pressing my mouth to them. She gasped, and I stilled for a moment, but then her hand travelled down my back, resting along my spine and pressing in as though in encouragement. A shudder went through me at her touch, and I started moving again, still very careful to be gentle. I dragged my mouth to her nipple, sucking the sweet bud and soliciting another quiet gasp. Then I kept doing it, hoping it made her feel good.
Rising up, I swirled my tongue around her earlobe, and she moaned. My hand went to her breast once more, palming it, and she made the sound again. Her vocal enjoyment of my touch brought me close to the edge. I wasn’t going to last much longer. Even with the condom between us, her tight heat was like nothing I’d ever felt. I withdrew then drove home, and her muscles clenched around me.
That was it.
I came with a grunting exhale against her neck, the smell of her skin filling my senses. She rubbed at my back, and I drew her into my arms, holding her close as I tried to catch my breath. “Charli,” I said, my head spinning. “Thank you.”
For some reason, that made her laugh, a quiet, musical sound. “Do I say you’re welcome?”
I grinned, tightening my hold and pressing my lips to her hair. She smelled of the beach and salt water, and I recalled that neither of us had showered or changed our clothes since going into the sea. I didn’t care. I’d never felt better in my life. The worries that normally darkened my mind were gone. I was utterly smitten with her, basking in the feel of her soft skin, her taste, her sounds. My heart felt lighter yet somehow fuller. I was so focused on her, so enamoured, that my good feelings eclipsed all the bad ones.
“If you want to,” I replied, and she laughed again, a joyous sound that filled my chest with a strange warmth.
“Well,” she went on, her hand coming up to cup my cheek, “I want to say thank you, too, for being my first and making it good.”
I was surprised. “It didn’t hurt?”
“It did, but I knew it was going to. You were gentle and patient, and that made it better.”
“You were patient with me, too, helping with the condom and all.” Grimacing, I added apologetically, “I came pretty fast.”
Charli grinned and smoothed her hand from my cheek down to my jaw. “I liked that you did. Feels like a compliment. Plus, you’ll get the hang of condoms with practice.”