He slides a second finger inside my pussy and it pinches a little. It feels good as his fingers fill me though. He begins working both fingers inside of me, and the pressure of the second finger makes everything more intense. He curls his fingers and hits my g-spot, causing my hips to jolt up off the bed.
“Okay?” He pauses.
“Mmmm. More than okay,” I moan.
He continues with these two fingers inside and his thumb pressing and swirling on my clit. Just as he gets me close he pulls out.
“Not yet, KK,” he says in a low growl.
He slides down my body and I can feel breath on sex. He lifts my legs and puts them over his shoulders. With my legs spread he gazes up at me. His eyes are a deep blue and filled with love and lust. He flicks his tongue over my clit and I squirm. He does it again. My body’s response to him is reflexive and uncontrolled. I can’t help it.
He presses his tongue to my bud and begins twisting and twirling his tongue around it. A rush flows through my body and I’m lost in sensation. He slides two fingers back inside my pussy and begins working them in, out and around again. The feeling of the pressure inside my gut and relentless motion of his tongue outside has me involuntarily shaking. I can’t contain it anymore, and he can sense it.
“Look at me,” he growls. “I want to watch you come.” I try my best to open my eyes and watch him as he continues to lick, suck and flick his way around my clit.
“You’re so fucking wet and hot. Come for me, baby. Come for me now,” he urges and I can’t stop myself.
“Mac...” I’m done. My back arches and my body convulses. I shove my hands into his hair and grasp his dirty blond mane with both hands. My knees lock to the sides of his head. The rush of heat and electricity fills my body, and I’m spent in a toe-curling, breath-taking orgasm. I fall back onto the bed completely sated, seeing stars as my breath slows to normal.
He crawls back up and lies down next to me. His lips glisten with me.
“I love watching you come.”
I regain my composure from that epic orgasm that just rocked my body. His turn. I push him by the shoulders down on the bed and I climb on top of him. This time there isn’t any red lace between us now. My pussy is so wet that his cock slides easily between my legs. I sit on him while I rock back and forth slowly. I lean down and press my lips to his. This is so fucking erotic I may come again.
I kiss his cheek and move my way up to his ear. I take his ear lobe between my teeth and playfully nip at him. I suck his ear lobe into my mouth and he lets out a low groan. I leave a trail of kisses down his chiseled jawline and neck as I make my way to his muscular chest. I grab his hand and slip his index finger into my mouth. I suck his finger like it’s his cock and rock my hips faster. A loud moan leaves his mouth. His head is tilted back and his eyes are closed. He’s enjoying my touch and movement.
I slide down his body and lean forward again. I lick the cavern of his chest down to his abs, kissing each one of his six-pack muscles and running my finger down the little trail of hair to his waist. His cock is hard and resting on his stomach. With each touch or kiss, it twitches with delight. I fucking love making him feel this way. It is the best high.
I take his dick in my hand, lick my lips and slide them over the tip. He lets out another loud moan, “Oh, fucking hell, KK.”
I start slowly and pick up the pace. I’ve gotten good at reading his body and facial expressions while we’re like this, and he’s close. I don’t want him to come yet though – I just want him to feel the pleasure. He’s staring down at me. I look up at him through my lashes and his eyes are icy.
“KK, I’m going to come if you keep this up.”
“Not yet, baby,” I say as he always does to me. “I want more.”
I crawl back up next to him. “I’m ready, Mac. Are you?”
He looks at me with his baby blues. They show excitement, lust, love, and nervousness all at the same time. I’m feeling the same way.
“You’re sure? Once we do this, there’s no going back, KK.”
“I’m sure, Mac. I’ve never wanted anything more.”
He rolls off the bed and walks over to his dresser. He opens the top drawer and pulls out a box of condoms. He’s always prepared. I shake the thought of him having sex with other girls from my mind. He hasn’t sex with anyone since August. That’s a long drought for him, and I know that. He’s been waiting for me, and has been very patient. I’m the first in his bed, his first girlfriend since high school, his first love. I’m happy with that.
He walks back over with the condom in his hand. I know he’s never had unprotected sex, so I don’t know what he’ll think of my proposal. I want to be his first while he becomes my first.
“There’s one more thing,” I say before he opens the wrapper.
“Okay.” He stares at me.
“I got on the pill last month.” I blurt out before I can change my mind.
“What? Why? We weren’t having sex yet.” I’m not sure how to read his tone.
“Because, well, I was hoping this day would come. I’ve been trying to work up the courage to tell you I’m ready and I wanted to be prepared. You know how I am.” I’m talking so fast I forget to breathe. I just need to get this out. “I wanted tonight to special, and I know you have rules about unprotected sex and I totally respect that, but we’ve broken every one of your rules so far and I just thought maybe you’d want to break one more. With me. I’m your first and you’re mine. Together,” I say and finally take a breath.
He stands there. Cock at full salute. He turns around and tosses the condom back onto his dresser. “You’re always full of surprises, Kiernan Kelly.”
He crawls up the bed on top of me. I spread my legs and he lays between them. I can feel his cock pulsating on my clit.
“I love you, you know that. I will love you if we do this or not,” he says.
“I know. I love you too, and I’m ready. I want you to be my first. No matter what happens in the future, I want this with you. I promise.”
With my acknowledgment he lowers his head and kisses me once more. He grips his length and places the tip at my opening. I feel hot. So many feelings are running through my heart, my head, and body.
He pushes slowly and I can feel the tip of his cock enter me. Holy shit. There’s a sharp pain that I feel all the way to my belly button. Buck up, KK. I am a fucking athlete. I can handle a little pain. Everything inside of me is stretching.
“Okay?” he asks after he sees me wince.
“Yes, keep going.” I smile.
He pushes a little further and the pain continues. He’s stretching every inch of my pussy and it burns as it tears. It’s a different kind of pain, a type I’ve never felt before.
“More,” I plead. I want all of him. Rip off the Band-Aid. Just do it quickly and let my body adjust.
He pushes again and again, little by little, until he’s completely inside of me. He isn’t moving. He is lying on me, in me, too scared to hurt me. He’s letting me take him all in. I am officially not a virgin anymore, thanks to Brooks Winthrop McCarthy. The little girl inside is dancing around in circles. This is how it’s supposed to be – with the man you love, on your own terms.
“Are you okay?”
“Never better,” I reply, “How are you?”
“Honestly, I am sorta dying here. You’re so tight and wet, I’ve never felt anything so good. I don’t know how much longer I can hold this,” he breathlessly confesses.
I giggle, which makes my muscles contract around his cock and I hear him moan. “Fuck me.”
“I am,” I purr in his ear.
He slowly pulls out and the pain starts again. He slides slowly back in. Not as bad as the first time. The more he pumps his cock in and out, the less it hurts. My body is adjusting to him.
“More,” I beg.
With my words he starts flexing his hips in a rhythmic motion, in and out, so skillfully. I move my hips to meet him, and we start coordinating o
ur movements. I’m not sure how this happened, but we’re in sync. The pain is almost completely gone and a euphoric feeling takes over my body. Mac speaks and breaks my concentration on what my body is currently experiencing.
“KK, I’m really fucking close. Where should I come? In or out?”
Without thinking I reply, “In.” I want it all. I’m greedy.
His eyes lock on mine. “Always a surprise,” he growls in my ear.
His movements become faster, and I raise my hips again. With the change in the angle, his cock hits something within me and sends a shockwave through my entire body. Holy fuck. I want more of that. I keep my hips up as he thrusts harder and deeper. Our rhythm keeps up for a few more minutes and I can’t control myself anymore.
“Mac, I’m gonna—” But I can’t finish the sentence as my body tenses under his and a rush of heat consumes my body.
Just as I tense I hear Mac moan, “Oh, KK,” and I feel his cock twitch inside of me as he comes for the first time in his life without a condom. We may have had different firsts, but they were our firsts together.
He collapses on top of me. There are beads of sweat on his brow. I can feel rapid breathing begin to slow.
“I don’t think I have any rules left,” he sighs.
After a minute, he pulls out of me and I wince. He notices.
“I’m sorry! I should have been slower. I don’t know what I w—”
“Shh,” I stop him with my finger over his lips. “I’m fantastic. I have never been better. That was the most amazing experience of my life. We should definitely do that again.”
“Easy, tiger. I love your newfound love for this, but you’ll be sore,” he says. He’s always so concerned about me. It’s both endearing and annoying. “But you’re right. That was fucking amazing. Best sex of my life.” He leans over and kisses me before heading to the bathroom to clean up, tossing me a t-shirt on his way.
When he’s finished, I head to the bathroom to clean up as well. He’s right. I’m a little sore and suddenly very tired, but there’s an intoxicating feeling running through my body. My whole body is tingling. Euphoric relaxation has taken over. So, this is what I’ve been missing all these years.
I return to the bed and crawl in next to Brooks. He wraps his arms around me and I lay my head on his chest.
“What did you mean by ‘no matter what happens in the future?’” he asks, a little somber.
“What?”
“You said you were ready regardless of what happens in the future.”
“I don’t know. Nothing really. Just that we haven’t been together very long and with you going pro, this may not last. But I wanted you to be my first because you’re the only person I’ve ever really loved. So if something bad happens in the future, I will never regret having you be my first. That’s all, I guess.”
“You think I’m going to break up with you when I get drafted? What the fuck, KK?”
I’m caught totally off-guard. He’s pissed.
“Well I don’t know. We’ve never discussed a future together. I don’t want you to think you have to stay with me just because I lost my virginity to you. I’m not trying to trap you like one of those girls your dad described, or pressure you into something.”
“Do you even want a future with me?” he asks with a concerned look on his face.
“Of course! I love you! More than anything in this world.” Why would he even question that?
“Good, then just assume from now on we'll be together forever. No more talk of a future that doesn’t contain the word ‘us.’ Okay? I love you, and there is no future for me without you.” Brooks smiles and his dimples pop. He hops off the bed and it leaves a cold, empty feeling that I don’t like.
“Got it,” I reply.
“I have something for you too.” He smiles. He opens the top drawer of his dresser.
“A condom?” I laugh.
“Very funny.” He laughs with me as he pulls a small black box from the drawer. I think I’ve stopped breathing. He walks back over and crawls next to me on the bed.
“It’s not anything near as special as what you just gave me, but I had a little something made for you,” he says and places the box in my hand. “I hope you like it.”
I slowly open the box and inside are a pair of earrings. Not just any earrings. They are pavé diamonds in a gold setting, in the shape of the number 22. I have never laid eyes on anything so beautiful.
“I’m speechless, Mac,” I whisper.
“I’ll take that as a sign that you like them?” he questions.
“Besides you, I’ve never seen anything more perfect for me. This must have cost you a small fortune.”
I pop out the small diamond studs that are currently in my ears and put my new earrings in.
“These things are badass, baby,” Brooks smiles with pride.
“I love them almost as much as I love you,” I say as I lay my head back down on his chest.
“Merry Christmas,” he murmurs.
We fall asleep together in complete peace.
Chapter 17: Brooks
That dinner was the best ever. I’m heading to shower while Kiernan finishes cleaning. She’s acting weird. More hyper than normal. I’ll gauge her mood by the movie she chooses. Deadpool = happy. Love Actually = sad. I’ve come to know her movie selections reflect her feelings.
We’ve been PG since Halloween. I’m so scared to push her too fast – I don’t fully understand the trauma associated with what happened to her. I’ve read some stuff online about victims of attempted rape, and it’s horrendous. Some women never get over it. I’m waiting for her to be ready again. I’ll wait forever if I have to.
That shower actually felt pretty good. Between that and our delicious dinner, I’m feeing super relaxed.
I walk out of the bathroom and into my bedroom wearing only a towel. I look up and Kiernan is standing in front of my bed, wearing a red lace lingerie. Fucking-a. My cock twitches. What is going on? Did I die? Am I hallucinating? The red lace covers her like a one-piece swimsuit, but the lace allows for her skin to peek through. Her nipples are erect and poking through like a seductive peep show. Jesus Christ, help me control myself.
“Hi,” she says bashfully.
I walk over to where she’s standing. I can’t take my eyes off of her. I gaze up and down her body over and over, trying to imprint this vision into my mind for eternity. I can tell my intense stare is making her doubt herself, and she starts to cross her arms. I wish she knew how sexy she is. I say it constantly and she still doesn’t see it.
“Don’t,” I warn. I start running my hands up and down the lace. Every inch of her body is hot to my touch. Goosebumps rise on her skin. My dick is throbbing under my towel.
“Merry Christmas, Mac.” She smiles.
Best fucking Christmas ever. “It’s not Christmas yet, but this is the best present I have ever gotten. You look stunning, and I am so fucking hard right now,” I tell her. I’m serious too. This is the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me, and that includes winning a bowl game last season.
“I have something for you,” she says and motions toward the box on the bed.
“What is it? I’d rather stay right here,” I say as I slide my hands up and down the lace again. I don't care what's in that box. All I can focus on is the thought of my face between her legs.
“Open it. I’m not going to tell you.” She laughs nervously.
Fucking hell. Okay, I’ll play along. We crawl onto the bed and I open the tiny box. It’s a random keychain. Okay? Can we get back to the part of me eating her pussy now?
“So, what do you say?” she asks, slightly embarrassed.
Say about what? “I’m not sure what this is for, KK. There’s no key or anything.”
“What letter is that?” An alphabet lesson, now?
“It’s a ‘V’ but wha—” Fuck me. She can’t seriously want to have sex with me tonight. I did not see this coming. There are a million thoughts ru
nning through my mind and a thrill of excitement goes through my body.
“I am. I’m ready, and I want this with you more than anything I have ever wanted in my life. I love you.”
Her words send a wave of exhilaration through me. It takes everything in my power to control myself and not throw her onto my bed and fuck her. I want this so bad. Since the first moment I met her, I’ve thought about this moment. I lean over press my lips to hers. I want all of her. I just need to slow myself down. This is her first time, and I need to be diligent so I don’t hurt her.
“I have never seen anything sexier than you right now,” I say into her ear. She is completely unaware of how beautiful she is.
She reaches out and unhooks my towel. As it falls to the floor, Little Mac bursts free.
“I’ve wanted this since I met you,” I gasp between kisses. “I love you too. But I want to make sure you’re really ready.”
She’s getting miffed at my constant questioning. She shoves me onto my back and straddles me. Holy shit. Her strong, athletic thighs are squeezing me tightly. I grab her supple hips as she kisses me with deep intention. As I hold her she begins to rock and back forth in torturous movements over my dick. That fine piece of lace is the only thing that is keeping my cock from feeling the wetness of her pussy directly on my stiff manhood.
Her perky tits are bouncing with each of her movements, and I can’t stop myself. I grab them in my hands and I feel her erect nipples graze my palms. As I twist and pluck her nipples between my fingers my fingers she throws her head back, her hair cascading down her back. Fuck, this is so hot. The expression on her face tells me that she’s getting close. Me too.
“Oh baby, if you don’t stop I’m going to come right now,” I moan.
I roll her over so her pussy isn’t tormenting my cock anymore.
I deftly slide the lingerie down her perfect body and toss it aside. I can’t help but rake my eyes over her completely naked body lying in my bed.
I lean down and begin laying soft, wet kisses on her neck, past her collarbone and to her chest. I cup one tit in my hand as I take the nipple of the other in my mouth. Her swollen bud is completely in my mouth as I continue licking, flicking and sucking her nipple until she starts to squirm under the pressure. I switch sides so my tongue assaults her other nipple. Her back arches in the sexy way it does before she’s about to come. I haven’t made her feel this way in a while, and it’s exhilarating watching her release.
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