Releasing his prize, he grabbed her rear and lifted. She encircled his neck with her arms, her legs went around his waist as she broke their kiss long enough to first nibble his collarbone, then lave his earlobe, and finally lick up the column of his throat.
"I need you." He elevated his chin to allow her further exploration with her teasing tongue.
"I need you more," she panted out against his skin.
"Hold on." Unable to take his hands off her, he simply carried Josie to his bedroom, depositing her in the center of his bed.
She spread out, still wearing his shirt, now pulled up enough to expose her bare stomach and panties. She stuffed a pillow under her head, allowing her light hair to spill all around her. An angel's halo.
He couldn't take his eyes off her. "You're beautiful."
Pinkness stained her cheeks. "Nothing compared to you. You're absolutely gorgeous." She raised her arms.
Ghost kneeled on the bed, then moved over to her side, glorifying in her eager caresses, even if they tested his control.
"I've wanted to touch you for so long. Wondered what your body felt like under my fingertips."
His cock jumped in reaction to her gentle petting.
Boldly, she placed her hand over his bulge, lightly feeling. "Oh."
The corners of his mouth hitched up. Rolling to his side, he quickly shucked the sweats, kicking them to fall to the floor beside the bed.
Her eyes widened as she reached for him almost tentatively. With exquisite gentleness, she brushed her fingers across his tip, blinking when a bead of moisture appeared. More confident, she encompassed his width in her hand, her fingers not quite meeting, and stroked him.
He threw his head back and ground his teeth. Her hesitant explorations were nearly unraveling his strong grasp on the reins of his control. Regaining the aggressor role, he sat up, yanked her shirt off, then settled his mouth over an all too tempting breast. Sliding his hand down her body, he hooked her underwear and pushed.
Josie took the hint, lifted her hips, and removed the final piece of clothing barring him from her naked body. Tossing the panties aside, she reclined supine while Ghost scooted closer, still on his side, making for easy access to all her wonderful tidbits.
"This might be a good time to confess something." She fisted her hands in his hair as he drew her nipple into his mouth and commenced sucking.
"Hmmm?" Unwilling to give up his prize quite yet, he laved his tongue over the raspberry tip until she gasped with need. He released her breast with a quiet pop. "What is it?"
Her green eyes, once so disconcerting, met his. "I've never done this before." A pink blush blossomed over her cheeks.
The announcement surprised him only a little. He could tell she wasn't the sort of woman to hang out at bars hoping to catch a man for a slap and a tickle through the night. That behavior simply wasn't Josie's style.
"How did you remain a virgin so long?" In this day and time, finding a virgin over the age of twenty-one more likely proved as hard to find as eye teeth.
She glanced away, but his fingers on her chin pulled her focus back on him. "I hadn't met you yet."
The whispered words hit him square in the chest like a fast ball straight to the sternum. Instead of sending a resulting jolt of skittish panic or shards of dismay, Josie's declaration warmed and buoyed his heart, melted the remaining wedge of ice and opened the door of his long buried emotions. Feelings flooded over him for the first time in ages. The anger gone, he blinked at the softness and tenderness she brought out in him. Freedom took hold and a flicker of hope roared back to life.
Unable to speak for the lump in his throat, he leveled himself back down and captured her lips in a kiss so passionate, he thought time would end before they came up for air. His tongue slipped past her lips, touched her tongue, and explored deeper, needing to taste her once more. She gave everything back with inspired enthusiasm, her hands wrapping around to hold onto his shoulders, short nails biting into his skin as she pulled him closer.
Scooting down her body, he cupped the junction of her thighs. "Open for me." As soon as she complied, he slid his middle finger through her glistening folds and into her slick heat. The tight ring of muscles clamped down, causing his arousal level to jump tenfold. "Damn, you're tight." He knew logistically her body had been made to accept his aching member, but that didn't mean the joining would be comfortable, especially with his above-average endowment. His gut clenched at the thought of hurting her in the least.
Removing his digit, he added another and pushed back in, twisting his wrist to rotate now and again, easing and preparing the path. Plunging in as deep as he could go, he strummed his thumb across her erect clit.
Josie jerked and moaned. Her hands fisting in the sheets as she wiggled under his ministrations. "Oh, Ghost…"
Her cry worked like a potent aphrodisiac on his already rigid tool. Ignoring the persistent throbbing, he plied her channel with his fingers until she softened and relaxed to his satisfaction.
The ache in his groin became too much to bear. Shifting into a push-up, he stared down at her face, seeing a flash of concern appear. "Scared?"
She shook her head. "No."
He tried again. "Nervous?"
"Yes." Josie blinked up at him. "I just want to do everything right. To please you."
Ghost lowered his head to sup at her breast again. "You already do. Just follow my lead. If something feels good let me know. If it doesn't, tell me about that, too." He took extra time to work on her modest breasts, not pulling away until both glistened in the light from his attentions, their tips full and ripe.
He rolled off the bed, dug around in the top drawer of the bedside table, found a condom, and quickly rolled it on. Returning to his former position, he splayed her legs wider with a simple touch and looked into her eyes.
"Reach down and guide me, Josie. Let me know you need me as much as I need you."
Her hand crept between them. Wrapping her fingers around his base, she measured him once. Twice.
Ghost clung to his control with an iron fist. He refused to rush through her first time just because she had him so hot he could burst at any moment. Just when he thought she'd drive him to an early climax, she angled her hips, widened those glorious long legs, and tucked him against her swollen pink folds.
He pushed his condom-clad tip into her channel with care, continued with a steady, slow penetration, watching her face the entire time.
She gasped as her mouth fell open at his deliberate entrance. Amazement sparked in her eyes along with a healthy dose of pleasure. Then she flinched.
"Look at me, Josie." He waited until their eyes met. "Stay with me."
Ghost paused, understanding the reason as he nudged into the fragile barrier separating him from his ultimate goal. He wanted to say pretty words, to reassure her, yet he could barely utter a sound, so focused on a tight restraint and a gentle joining of their bodies. Pressing forward with exquisite care, he put pressure on the membrane.
Josie hissed in a breath.
"Hold on." With the short warning, he levered back, then thrust hard, feeling the blockage resist for a fraction of a second before giving way. He surged ahead until he completely filled her snug core.
Her body arched up in an instinctive effort to escape the pain as a tiny whimper emerged from her throat. Discomfort flew across her face as her vaginal muscles clenched like a fist around his throbbing erection, the hold so tight he couldn't have moved if he wanted.
Lowering to his forearms, he nibbled her collarbone, licked up her neck, and nipped her earlobe. Once she caught her breath, he covered her lips with his, seeking to rebuild her fire to match his and apologizing for hurting her with his actions. Her response came immediately as she aggressively invaded his mouth with her frisky tongue, even as her hands resumed their previous exploration up and down his back. By the time she cupped his rear and squeezed, he began a tentative rocking motion, easing his way back and forth, testing the waters.
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She broke away from their kiss, setting her sharp little teeth against his shoulder. The light scraping threw gasoline on his already revved-up, burning desire.
"Please…"
Josie's hips bucked, meeting him on a downward stroke, allowing him to sink farther than before. He nuzzled her cheek and sucked in a breath. "Please what?"
She panted against his ear, sinking her fingers into his back. "More. Something more."
He gradually picked up speed, pleased by her sensual responses. Pressing his full length inside, he ground his hips against hers, reveling in the low moan escaping from her throat.
Always cognizant of her expressions, her body's reactions, and searching for any signs of discomfort, Ghost worked on showering her decadent body in pleasure. Although, from the sounds and receptiveness of her body, he felt comfortable they were past any pain issues for the moment.
A tingling at the base of his spine warned of impending climax. He grappled with his self-control, determined for Josie to find the pinnacle first.
Ghost shifted his weight to the side, freeing his right hand to search the small space between their connected bodies. Caressing downward, he quickly discovered the small nubbin that tied in directly to her level of arousal. With great care, he brushed his fingers over the area.
Josie tightened as if someone scorched her with a branding iron.
He looked up to find her head thrown back into the pillow as she dug her nails in for a lifesaving purchase. She rode the rack of ecstasy but hadn't toppled over. Again he rubbed all around her clit before using his forefinger to sweep over the area. Once. Twice.
Her body tensed all the more.
His cock twitched at the decreased work area, which allowed the walls of her feminine channel to snugly wrap, caress, and suck on his full erection with desperate vengeance.
"Just let go, Josie."
She shook her head, her chest rising and falling with each labored breath. "I can't…"
Confusion and fretfulness flickered in her eyes. Again he recalled just how innocent she was. "Look at me," he softly ordered. When her green eyes met his, he very gently plucked at her clit. "Just let go. Let the pleasure take you. I'll be right here with you." Leaning in, he kissed her lips. "Take what you need from me."
Again he plumped the area, heard her gasp. Feeling the last of his control slipping, he lightly pinched once more.
Josie held on tight as perfectly timed contractions rippled through her channel, stroking his engorged cock until he joined her in rapture.
Sucking in great gulps of air, he forced himself to lift from Josie, relieving her of his weight, easily twice as much as hers. Holding himself up by his forearms, he ran the tip of his tongue up the column of her throat, then placed his lips over hers in a quick peck.
Her eyelids opened, revealing twinkling green irises. The mirror to her soul. Where he once recoiled from her gaze due to the stabbing pain they caused, he now found himself drawn in, oddly pacified by her look of amazement and happiness.
"Wow."
Pride washed over him with the enthusiasm carried in the single word. Combined with her sated expression, Josie appeared to be a woman well loved and delighted with her first taste of true passion.
Realizing he had to be getting heavy despite his position, he wrapped his arms around her body and rolled, effectively switching their positions until she straddled his hips while he reclined. The graceful maneuver didn't even dislodge his still half hard manhood from her depths.
She blinked down at him with a warm and teasing smile. "When can we do that again?"
"Aren't you sore?"
Josie shook her head. "Nope. Are you?"
His lips twitched. "No."
"So how long?" She arched an eyebrow and experimentally rocked her hips. "I've read about this refractory time where a man can't perform again for a while. How long does that last?"
"Not long if you keep wiggling like that." Setting his back teeth, he bracketed her hips, then eased her forward until he vacated her depths.
She sucked in a breath but remained mute.
He rolled them once more until she reclined supine. "I'll be right back." Climbing from the bed, he headed to the bathroom, grabbed a washcloth from the cabinet, and ran the material under warm water. Removing the condom, he discarded the used rubber in the trash, and then quickly washed himself. Clean, he rinsed the cloth, squeezed the extra moisture out, then returned to the bedroom.
Josie had shifted to her side and propped her chin up with an elbow planted in the mattress. Her gaze raked him from head to toe as a look of longing covered her face. Her pink tongue flicked over her lips, adding to the sultry vision she presented in full nakedness. A beautiful goddess on earth, just as pretty inside as out. His cock took notice, too, immediately returning to rock hardness, eager for another round.
Sitting down beside her, he nudged her back. Reaching down, he held the washcloth above her femininity and waited. When she didn't splay her legs, he studied her face for a long moment, noting the bright blush indicating her embarrassment.
"Open your legs, Josie."
"I can do it. Just give me a minute to go to the bathroom…" She bit her bottom lip and made to move away.
He rested one hand on her thigh and shook his head. "Let me." Holding her gaze for a long moment, he quietly sighed in relief when she relented. He commenced washing her folds with thorough, yet tender motions. "Sex is messy. First times especially. It's natural and to be expected. Nothing to be embarrassed about." Ghost spoke matter-of-factly as he cleansed the area until no further crimson stains remained on her inner thighs.
Josie turned her head to avoid watching him. He understood her vulnerability and sensitivity right on the heels of her first experience with sex. She'd get used to his body and the natural happenings during intercourse. He'd see to it.
"Was your first time messy?"
The corners of his mouth hitched up at the odd question. Leave it to her to delve into such a subject. "Pretty much, yeah."
"Gonna tell me about it?" She focused once more on his face, a twinkling of mischief sparking in her eyes.
He wiped once more, a deeper brush that parted her folds and cleansed the last of the blood from her body. Folding the cloth in half, he shot her a droll stare. "You really want to discuss my first time right now?"
She chewed her bottom lip but didn't fool him in the least. The imp actually considered his question.
He stood up, returned the cloth to the sink, then strode back to the bed, still shaking his head at her rampant curiosity.
Sliding in beside her, he pulled her in to his embrace, spooned up against her back, and kissed her nape. "You okay?"
"Yeah." Her whisper carried easily in the silent bedroom. He could almost see the hamster wheel whirling in her mind.
"Sore?"
"No."
Cupping one of her breasts in his palm, he teased the nipple, earning a sexy gasp for his effort. Her curvy rear rubbed against his already stiff member. "You asked me a couple of questions. Which one do you want answered?" He didn't have the heart to shut down her curiosity completely, not after her unexpected gift. Yet he knew of better things to do than to jaunt down memory lane.
Twisting, she looked up at him in anticipation. "How long until we can do it again?"
"Right now, baby. We can do it again right now."
Her mouth fell open before a wry smile turned up her lips and added a glow to her beauty. "Can I be on top this time?"
He grinned at the spark of desire in her eyes. A rarity for him, but he couldn't hold back after seeing the building excitement and anticipation written clearly on her face.
"Whatever you want. I'm all yours."
Like a kid on Christmas morning, Josie's bubbly eagerness overflowed as she flipped over, pushed him hard to his back. Making a beeline for the bedside table, she pulled out a foil wrapper, then crawled back over to climb on like she would a thoroughbred stallion right before the Kentuck
y Derby.
Once she caught her balance, she looked down, tore open the package, and held the round object up for inspection. "I might need some help. I've never put a condom on before."
"A day of firsts." He leaned back into the plush padding and enjoyed the view. Wrapping his fingers around the base of his erection, he enjoyed the sway of her breasts as she leaned over long enough to perfect her balance. "Center the rubber over my tip." When she complied, he bit back a groan. Her hands simply felt way too good on his aroused flesh. "Then roll down."
Josie's brows furrowed as she concentrated on the task. "It's kind of tight." Persistently, she wrapped her fingers around the material and shoved slowly downward.
His hips bucked. "It's supposed to be." The words gritted out between his clenched teeth. Who knew simply sliding on a condom could be so damn stimulating?
"Maybe so, but you might consider going up a size," she commented as she finished unrolling the object.
"It's an extra-large condom."
Her eyes met his. "Oh." Then dropped to the proof of his high arousal. "Oh my."
His lips twitched at her words even as his ego swelled. His long dormant sense of humor eased out of hibernation. So far, sex proved a refreshing experience for him. Josie made it that way. Her innocent caresses, the awe, amazement, and pleasure painted on her expressive face. The glimmer of excitement in her green eyes when she discovered something new. She introduced fun and true appreciation into a once almost methodical, jaded act for him.
Josie licked her lips and rubbed her fingers over the poofed out tip of the condom in avid curiosity, then ran them the length of his now covered erection.
He couldn't hold back a grin.
When her hand butted into his, he nodded. Stuffing a pillow under his head and back, Ghost used one hand on her hip as a guide, the other grasped his full cock and lined up their bodies.
"Come here."
She inched closer, her legs spread wide as she straddled his body. The position opened her folds, allowing him easy access to her honey pot along with an exquisite view of pink flesh glistening with sultry dew. His mouth went dry as his libido reached an all-time high.
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