Number Thirteen
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Taking a leap of faith I never knew I had inside me, I lean up, and I press my lips to his. He sucks in a breath of air, but he’s soon responding, letting go of my hand and tangling his fingers into my hair. He deepens the kiss until my body is falling against his, limp and needy. He reaches down, cupping my bottom. His big fingers curl into my soft flesh and he pulls me harder against him. I whimper, and my fingers clutch his shirt.
Slowly he moves us until we’re leaning against his bed. With one swift shove we’re both going down. I hit the soft mattress first, and he stops himself from falling onto me by dropping a hand down beside my head. I stare at his muscles, relishing in how defined they are. He’s so...strong. His lips leave mine, and they travel down my neck. I quiver, and let my head fall back, relishing in the sensations burning through my body.
“William?” I whisper, arching against him.
He makes a rumbling sound against my neck to let me know he’s heard me.
“Am I...I mean...have I done this before?”
He stiffens, and lifts himself off me. He stares down at me, his face a mask of confusion, doubt, and arousal.
“I don’t know,” he answers, his voice gravelly.
“It doesn’t matter,” I say. “I just...I wanted to know.”
I reach up, caressing his jaw. He stares down at my lips, and then he murmurs, “Are you sure about this? I won’t deny what I want, but I won’t force myself upon anyone.”
“I’m sure,p> 8221; I say, feeling my heart pound.
He nods, and then returns to torturing my neck with those sweet, slow kisses. His fingers slide down my sides until he finds my top. Slowly, he slips them up underneath it, trailing them lightly over my skin as he moves up towards my breasts. My body breaks out in tremors, and I push myself harder into him, letting him know just how much I want this.
His fingers find my nipples, and immediately they harden beneath his touch. He growls, I whimper, and then he begins rolling them around in his fingers. I close my eyes, feeling my breathing beginning to deepen as little bolts of pleasure shoot right down to my groin. William leans down, and I can feel his hot breath against the swollen mounds of my breast right before his tongue snakes out and flicks the hard, little buds that he’s been teasing for the past five minutes.
“Oh, William,” I gasp.
He makes an appreciative sound in his throat, and continues his assault, sucking and licking until I’m squirming and rasping his name. His hands have moved to my panties, and slipped beneath them. I already know how nice his fingers can make me feel, but when he tears his mouth from my breast and begins sliding down my body, taking my panties with him, I feel everything tense up. Why is he going down there?
He takes hold of my knees, gently spreading my legs apart. My cheeks heat at the thought that he’s looking at me there. He growls something in his other language, before lowering his head. I buck my hips when his mouth closes over my clit. Oh. God. He sucks it deep, flicking his tongue over it firmly and with a speed I never imagined a tongue could go.
“Oh,” I cry out. “Oh my God.”
He sucks harder, drawing little screams of delight from my body. I can feel a fire burning in my belly, swirling lower, warming everything in its path. Slowly, like a form of torture, that fire hits the right spot and I erupt. Pleasure roars through my body and I feel myself lift off the bed, William’s fingers firmly in on my hips, my screams echoing in the room.
I shake for long enough for William to pull his mouth from me, to strip his pants off, and to slide on top of me. The moment his body makes contact with mine, and I feel his warm skin everywhere, I know this is it. There’s no turning back. Hard muscled flesh rolls against me, and the feeling of having his naked skin against mine like this is mind-blowing. I lift my hands, wrapping them around his biceps.
“Are you ready?” he whispers.
“I’m ready.”
He gently reaches down between us, taking the straining erection that I can feel hot and hard against my belly. He presses it right to my entrance before moving his hand to my thigh and jacking it up around his hip. Nerves swim around in my stomach, and I find myself struggling for air. I’m scared, in both a good and a bad way. William reaches down, cupping my chin.
“If there’s a moment, even a small one, where you want me to stop...I’ll stop.”
I believe him.
I don’t know why, but I do.
I nod, biting my lip. He smooths my hair out of my eyes before pushing just the tip inside me. I tense around him, feeling the way my body burns and stretches. His jaw flexes and I know how hard it is for him to hold back, but he does. He moves slowly, inching his way in, letting me adjust to his sheer size. The burning subsides quickly enough, but a feeling of discomfort still lingers.
He pushes a little further, and then he rasps, “Oh thank God.”
I look up at him, squirming to make myself feel a little less...full.
“You’re a virgin, sweetheargin220t,” he says in a hushed, quiet tone.
I am?
For some reason, this confuses me. I’m not even sure where the feeling comes from, but there’s something that doesn’t seem to fit quite right. I push the thought away, and let myself fall back into the moment as William pushes himself fully inside of me. My back lifts off the bed, and his hand slides across to cup my head. He uses it, pulling gently as he slides out, before pushing back in once more.
The pain disappears.
Tremendous warmth fills my body in its place. I feel myself clench around him, and my skin break out in tiny goosebumps. I’m biting my lip so hard it is beginning to hurt. Noticing this William leans down, sucking that lip into his mouth. Then. He. Sucks. He thrusts at the same time, and my mouth drops open, my head falls back, and I yell his name.
Slowly he moves us until we’re leaning against his bed. With one swift shove we’re both going down. I hit the soft mattress first, and he stops himself from falling onto me by dropping a hand down beside my head. I stare at his muscles, relishing in how defined they are. He’s so...strong. His lips leave mine, and they travel down my neck. I quiver, and let my head fall back, relishing in the sensations burning through my body.
“William?” I whisper, arching against him.
He makes a rumbling sound against my neck to let me know he’s heard me.
“Am I...I mean...have I done this before?”
He stiffens, and lifts himself off me. He stares down at me, his face a mask of confusion, doubt, and arousal.
“I don’t know,” he answers, his voice gravelly.
“It doesn’t matter,” I say. “I just...I wanted to know.”
I reach up, caressing his jaw. He stares down at my lips, and then he murmurs, “Are you sure about this? I won’t deny what I want, but I won’t force myself upon anyone.”
“I’m sure,p> 8221; I say, feeling my heart pound.
He nods, and then returns to torturing my neck with those sweet, slow kisses. His fingers slide down my sides until he finds my top. Slowly, he slips them up underneath it, trailing them lightly over my skin as he moves up towards my breasts. My body breaks out in tremors, and I push myself harder into him, letting him know just how much I want this.
His fingers find my nipples, and immediately they harden beneath his touch. He growls, I whimper, and then he begins rolling them around in his fingers. I close my eyes, feeling my breathing beginning to deepen as little bolts of pleasure shoot right down to my groin. William leans down, and I can feel his hot breath against the swollen mounds of my breast right before his tongue snakes out and flicks the hard, little buds that he’s been teasing for the past five minutes.
“Oh, William,” I gasp.
He makes an appreciative sound in his throat, and continues his assault, sucking and licking until I’m squirming and rasping his name. His hands have moved to my panties, and slipped beneath them. I already know how nice his fingers can make me feel, but when he tears his mouth from my breast and begins sliding down my body, taking my panties with him, I feel everything tense up. Why is he going down there?
He takes hold of my knees, gently spreading my legs apart. My cheeks heat at the thought that he’s looking at me there. He growls something in his other language, before lowering his head. I buck my hips when his mouth closes over my clit. Oh. God. He sucks it deep, flicking his tongue over it firmly and with a speed I never imagined a tongue could go.
“Oh,” I cry out. “Oh my God.”
He sucks harder, drawing little screams of delight from my body. I can feel a fire burning in my belly, swirling lower, warming everything in its path. Slowly, like a form of torture, that fire hits the right spot and I erupt. Pleasure roars through my body and I feel myself lift off the bed, William’s fingers firmly in on my hips, my screams echoing in the room.
I shake for long enough for William to pull his mouth from me, to strip his pants off, and to slide on top of me. The moment his body makes contact with mine, and I feel his warm skin everywhere, I know this is it. There’s no turning back. Hard muscled flesh rolls against me, and the feeling of having his naked skin against mine like this is mind-blowing. I lift my hands, wrapping them around his biceps.
“Are you ready?” he whispers.
“I’m ready.”
He gently reaches down between us, taking the straining erection that I can feel hot and hard against my belly. He presses it right to my entrance before moving his hand to my thigh and jacking it up around his hip. Nerves swim around in my stomach, and I find myself struggling for air. I’m scared, in both a good and a bad way. William reaches down, cupping my chin.
“If there’s a moment, even a small one, where you want me to stop...I’ll stop.”
I believe him.
I don’t know why, but I do.
I nod, biting my lip. He smooths my hair out of my eyes before pushing just the tip inside me. I tense around him, feeling the way my body burns and stretches. His jaw flexes and I know how hard it is for him to hold back, but he does. He moves slowly, inching his way in, letting me adjust to his sheer size. The burning subsides quickly enough, but a feeling of discomfort still lingers.
He pushes a little further, and then he rasps, “Oh thank God.”
I look up at him, squirming to make myself feel a little less...full.
“You’re a virgin, sweetheargin220t,” he says in a hushed, quiet tone.
I am?
For some reason, this confuses me. I’m not even sure where the feeling comes from, but there’s something that doesn’t seem to fit quite right. I push the thought away, and let myself fall back into the moment as William pushes himself fully inside of me. My back lifts off the bed, and his hand slides across to cup my head. He uses it, pulling gently as he slides out, before pushing back in once more.
The pain disappears.
Tremendous warmth fills my body in its place. I feel myself clench around him, and my skin break out in tiny goosebumps. I’m biting my lip so hard it is beginning to hurt. Noticing this William leans down, sucking that lip into his mouth. Then. He. Sucks. He thrusts at the same time, and my mouth drops open, my head falls back, and I yell his name.
