I covered his lips with my fingers, stopping his flow of words. “You don’t need it. I’ve been on the pill since I was fourteen.” Painful, irregular periods had forced me to start birth-control to help with the problem.

“Are you trying to kill me, beautiful?” He flipped me so fast that I squealed. Chuckling, he kissed my lips quick and hard. “I’ve never been with a girl without a condom. Never. So this will be a first for me too.”

I thought that he would take me then and there, especially when he had been so close just a few moments ago. Instead, he kissed me. His hands cupped both of my breasts as his tongue tangled with mine. I loved kissing Shane and the way he could make that one simple, intimate act seem so soul consuming.

His cock was lying heavily on my stomach, hot and damp from his own liquid desire as it wept for me. I skimmed my fingertips over the thick head, delighting in his shivers.

He broke away from the kiss long enough to say, “Easy, baby. I’m holding on by a thread here. Too much of your soft hands and I won’t be any good to you for a good twenty minutes.”

Not wanting any length of a delay to stop him from becoming a part of me, I dropped my hands down on either side of me and gripped the sheets to keep from touching him again. Shane grinned and returned to kissing me. His hands stroked up and down my sides, traveling farther and farther with each downward stroke.

When his thumbs reached my pelvic bone, he kept going. Down, down, down until his index finger spread my lips. I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from crying out, remembering that I had roommates that would be sure to critique our love session come morning. His thumb was doing things that were driving me to the edge of madness, and I swallowed my screams with difficulty.

“I don’t want to hurt you, beautiful,” he breathed against my ear. “I need you to come for me, baby. Need your pretty pussy drenched with your sweet liquid heat so I’ll fit just right inside you.”

I thought that I hated dirty talk. It had always embarrassed me in the past when my friends would start talking like that, but Shane’s dirty mouth only added fuel to the flames licking deep inside of me. Licking my lips, I arched against his talented fingers, rocking my hips in time to his thrusting hand.

His lips left mine, nearly swallowing my breast as he sucked my nipple into his hot mouth. I could feel myself getting closer, closer, so much closer! His thumb pressed down and moved in tight little circles, making me wetter.

My thighs tensed and I threw my head back, unable to hide my pleasure as I cried his name. As I came around his fingers, he thrust deeper, breaking through my barrier. There was an intense burning as he broke my hymen with his fingers, but the pleasure he was giving me took away from the discomfort.

As soon as the barrier was gone, he pulled his fingers away and lifted himself onto his knees. I was still half-lost in the high of coming apart from just his fingers. I got a quick look at how damp his cock was from his pre-cum before he was pushing it inside me. It was a tight fit, like a puzzle piece being forced into place. Before he was halfway inside of me, he was cursing and grinding his teeth.

“You feel like Heaven!” His hands gripped each ass cheek, spreading me wider so he could slide deeper. My walls clung to him like a damp glove. I began to ache, the burn growing worse as he pushed farther, rocking back and forth to ease his passage.

“Shane…” I could only whisper his name, still breathless from my orgasm and the pain that I was starting to feel.

He must have seen something in my eyes that told him I wasn’t enjoying this as much as he was. Shane stopped. He held himself completely still inside of me. Licking his thumb, he used it to rub across my clit, making little sparks of pleasure fire through my sex. Soon I was falling apart for him, and he started rocking his hips again.

I could tell he was having a hard time holding back, but he was doing it for me. His jaw was clenched so hard I was sure he’d break some teeth, but he kept his thrusts slow and tender. My emotions rose and choked me. Shane was making my first time so wonderful, so memorable. Even as my inner muscles clenched around his thick length, coming for him again, a tear escaped my eyes.

“Har-per?” He broke my name in half as he raised a trembling hand to wipe away my tear. “Hurting you?”

I shook my head. “No! It’s just… This is so beautiful,” I whispered.

“Yeah, it is. It is beautiful when two people feel this deeply for each other.” He kissed my lips, his hips rocking a little faster now as I sensed his climax building.

I thrust my fingers into his unkempt hair, locking gazes with him as I felt him growing longer, harder, and thicker. Wrapping my legs around his waist to hold him deep inside, I watched in fascination as his eyes turned more gray than blue and he went still above me. That’s when I felt it—felt the thick spray of his release, felt his shaft twitching as he came apart deep inside of me.

His eyes rolled back in his head and he fell across me with a shout of my name. “Love you,” I thought he muttered against my ear before he went limp. 

Chapter 13

Shane

Late summer sunlight peeked through the blinds. Grunting, I snuggled against the warm body resting against my own. When my movements made Harper mumble a protest, I grinned and kissed her shoulder.

“Morning, beautiful.”

“Go back to sleep,” she commanded. “There is no way I’m getting up this early.”

Laughing softly, I glanced at the alarm clock across the room by Lana’s bed. It was after ten. “The morning is nearly over, love,” I informed her.

She turned over to face me, and my breath caught in my lungs. This was how I always wanted to picture her...No makeup to hide her beauty from me. No glasses or contacts to hinder the natural color of her eyes. Caramel blonde hair spread out around her, tousled from our night of lovemaking. No clothes to hide that glorious body from me.

The small glare she gave me only added to her appeal, and my body was already responding. “If you want to keep your fingers in prime working order, Shane, then you had better shut your sexy mouth and go back to sleep. Or get up. Whichever keeps you quiet long enough for me to go back to sleep for a few more hours.”

I flexed my fingers in front of her face, taunting her before using them to tickle her. She screamed then started giggling as I attacked unrelentingly. “Get your beautiful ass up, woman!” I was the one making the demands this time.

“Make me!”

My dick twitched at her provocative words, and I stopped moving. She went completely still when she felt how hard I was against her stomach. Violet eyes turned to indigo and I was lost. “I’m going to love you again, Harper.”

Her eyes dilated with the pleasure my words brought her, her little pink tongue coming out to moisten her lips. “O-okay.”

“I’ll be gentle,” I promised, knowing she had to be more than a little sore after the way I had taken her last night. Being gentle hadn’t ever been something I excelled at. I liked it rough, fast, and more often than not, hard-core. But for my Harper, I would give her anything and everything she needed.

“I know you will.” Her soft reply and the look of complete trust in her beautiful eyes made a lump form in my throat, and I had to clear it a few times before I could breathe again.

Wanting to taste her, I kissed her lips, sucking her readily offered tongue deep into my mouth. I loved how her breasts were just barely a handful, the way her pebble hard nipples rubbed against the palm of my hand. The way she kissed me harder when I pinched those sensitive little nubs drove me mad.

Her legs spread for me without any coaxing. I fit so perfectly against her, my dick sliding between her lips, rubbing her wet little pussy without entering her. She was dripping, her pussy flooding with her arousal more and more with each stroke of my cock moving up and down between her folds. The kiss continued, her moans escaping from time to time as we came up for air, and then we went back to making love with our tongues.

When I knew that I couldn’t hold back much longer, I flipped us so that I was lying on my back and she was straddling my thighs. With trembling hands, she pushed her hair away from her face. I lifted her hips until her sweet pussy was right over the tip of my cock. Her thighs were already trembling, and I swallowed my groan as the head of my dick slipped between those wet folds.

“You can take me as deep as you want like this, baby,” I told her, guiding her down just a little more.

She pressed her soft hands to my chest to steady herself and took more of me. I released my hold on her, scared that I would force myself deeper than she could take. With my fists clenched at my sides, I let her have complete control over our lovemaking.

Gods, she was beautiful! The way her hair was tossed back, except for a few strands falling into her eyes. Her body honey kissed with a summer tan. Tits heaving as she panted. Flat stomach quivering with each rock of those glorious hips. And that pussy! The way her lips were spread just enough to let me see her clit and how it flowered in arousal.

Another inch brought her almost halfway down my dick. Her breasts bounced as she lifted and slid back down again. With each downward stroke of her tight pussy, she took more of me. I felt her muscles already tightening around me, letting me know that she was close.

She wasn’t the only one. I was barely holding on, ready to blow inside of her at any moment.