I wasn’t fast enough to stop her when she reached around to grab my ass or when she pushed herself onto my cock until the thick girth got stuck inside her, just shy of her maidenhead. “Wait, baby; you’ll hurt yourself.” I still kidded myself that I was in control, that I could pull out at any time.
“I have to stretch you a bit; tell me if I hurt you. Don’t let me hurt you.” I eased back the four or so inches I’d had inside her and slid in again, using the fat head of my cock and the thickness there to open her up for more.
It felt like forever before I finally reached her hymen with my cock; we were both breathing out of sync, hearts racing pulses aflame. “Look at me!” I waited for those sparkling stars of blue to focus on mine and then slammed into her hard, taking her innocence as I swallowed her cries.
GABRIEL
I tried easing the pain by pulling out of her, but that only seemed to make things worst, and she cried out and grew tense under me while her body fought to reject me to avoid the pain. Shit! “Shh, it’s okay, hold still; the pain will lessen in a minute, I promise.” At least that’s what I’ve read.
I caught her falling tears on my thumbs and offered words of comfort. Why didn’t I think of this before? The pain I might cause her if we went here. Because I never expected things to go this far. I meant to protect her even from myself, even as I secretly hoped. Selfish, I know!
I berated myself while fighting to stay still inside her, because now instead of fighting to push me out, she seemed to be trying her damnedest to pull me back in. I’d only hurt her if I pounded into her the way my body wanted, but she felt so good, like nothing I could’ve imagined, even in my wildest dreams. I’d found a new thing to add to my favorite things list.
I closed my eyes while giving her time to adjust, and the feelings assaulted my senses tenfold. With my eyes closed, it felt like all my senses were now concentrated between her thighs where our bodies met. I felt every pulse of her soft flesh around my throbbing cock; every breath she took pulsated around my shaft until it felt like I’d go insane if I didn’t move soon.
The need built and built when she moved around trying to find comfort, which felt like she was massaging my shaft. But there was no way I was going to hurt her, just to get off. I don’t know how long I stayed still inside her before I felt the tension leave her.
She made a sound and shifted, and my eyes flew open and right onto hers. “It’s better now.”
Her eyes, there was a new light in them that held me enthralled even as her tight flesh flexed and moved around my rod as if to convince me.
I couldn’t look away and wondered at the strange new feeling that bombarded me as I kept looking into her eyes. When I realized what was happening, what she was about to draw out of me, I tried pulling back, but as if sensing my intent, she lifted her arms around my neck and pulled me down to her lips.
With the beauty of our song playing next to us, her scent wrapped around me, and her warm, welcoming body beneath me, I gave in and let myself fall all the way into her. I wanted, no, needed, just this once, to immerse myself in her and what she brought to my dark soul, just this once. So, I closed my eyes, wrapped my arms more tenderly around her, and we flew together, soaring as one while our lips played with each other as I started another slow rocking fuck into her, being careful not to go too fast, too deep, too soon.
Now there was no pain; I listened with my ears and heart to be sure. The same need that was now beating a hole in my chest to be fulfilled seemed to be beating away in her as well. She pulled and stretched and squeezed, using her whole body it seemed like to get her way. But I wasn’t about to give in to the little innocent and cause her more pain.
I held her hips when she got too wild in her haste and tried controlling her movements with mine, but she wasn’t having it. “You’ll hurt yourself, just follow my lead,” I said the words against her lips, too afraid to look into her eyes again for fear of what I’d surrender to her next if I did. She’d taken my heart, I accept that now, but anything more would be too dangerous.
So, I selfishly took because she made me weak. For the first time in my life, I found something that’s stronger than my resolve, though being inside her was bittersweet because she deserves better than what I am, what I came from.
Now I was the one with tears in my eyes. Because I know that this sweet, beautiful being was too good for me to hold onto. My heart broke even as I held her close, even as I felt her heartbeat against mine. She must’ve sensed the change because she tried pulling my face away from her neck where I’d buried it.
I sank my teeth into the soft flesh right beneath her ear instead, marking her while holding her in place as I moved gently, slowly, each thrust bringing us closer together. When she came, it was like a gift, something only she and I would ever share, and no one can take.
I didn’t want to cheat her any more than I already had, so I cleared my mind and thoughts of everything else, thinking only of her, the way she felt moving under me, with me. The way her arms and legs clutched, imprisoned, and most of all, the way her soft pink flesh felt as it suckled my cock, bathing it with her sweet nectar that tickled my nose and overtook my senses.
I took it all in, and instead of depending on things I’d learned about the sexual act through reading, I went with my gut. Now that I’d given myself permission to enjoy her, I didn’t feel the need to rush; now, I wanted to take my time and make the night as memorable for her as it already was for me.
And for her, just this once, I put everything else aside, pleading with the demons that chase me to let me have this one moment in time, and it’ll last me a lifetime. I won’t get greedy; I won’t ask for more, just this night, this beautiful memory that I can take with me even when I walk into hell.
It was beautiful, magical even I would say, but it had to end. Not only because the end is almost as good if not better than the entire act, talk about the end justifying the means, but also because I was afraid of what might happen to her poor body if I stayed in her for too long.
As it is when I moved down between her thighs to check the damage after pulling out of her, two things happened. She was no longer pink but red and bruised, which gutted, but what happened next damn near made me mute. As I maneuvered her flesh between my fingers to see what needed to be done, my seed, the seed I’d just spilled into her like a complete ass, came flowing out of her.
I watched in amazement as one drop dripped onto the bed beneath her, not even sure how to form words. I looked up to find her passed out cold, and no wonder, I’d been at her for a little more than an hour, monstrous beast.
Guilt started to set in, and it hit me like a sledgehammer, the reason this whole thing had started. I never even got a chance to ask her what was said what she heard that had traumatized her to the point where she needed to have me inside her.
I took a quick shower and got dressed, hoping she’d stay asleep long enough for me to leave and come back. I hated the thought of her waking up alone after what we’d shared and thought hard to come up with a solution. I went downstairs and found Ma.
“Ma, I need a favor.”
“Sure, tell me!” Why is she looking at me like that? Could they hear her, hear me? What the hell happened.