“I’ve never been with a guy before. Not like you’re talking about, anyway. The furthest I’ve ever been with a man was with you, before you left.”
Maybe it should have given me more pause, hearing a thing like that. Almost every man knew that there was something special about sleeping with a virgin. Something that just wasn’t there when you slept with a girl who had been with a dude before. When you took a virgin to bed, you were taking on a responsibility that wasn’t there with other girls, and responsibility wasn’t something I was interested in having.
Maybe it should have stoppe
d me, at least for a minute, to cool down and think about things, but it didn’t do anything of the sort. Instead, I closed the last small gap of space that remained between us and took her into my arms. All it took was one kiss, and any chance I had of rational thought was gone. I lifted her into the air, the weight of her in my arms only turning me on even more, and carried her toward the bedroom.
Whatever ability to protest either of us had was gone. It was the two of us and the heat that had lain dormant between us for almost a decade. There wasn’t anything short of the devil himself that could have put a stop to that.
Chapter 13: Fay
Neil put me down when we reached his old bedroom. Standing in there with him brought back so many memories. I felt like I was eighteen again.
“You are so beautiful,” Neil said and took a step closer to me.
I smiled up at him. “Thanks.”
“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked me. There was concern in his voice.
“Yes, I’m sure.” I said, reaching my arms up and wrapping them around his neck, gently pulling him into a kiss.
Neil opened his mouth, and his tongue entered mine. I had missed the way he kissed me. His soft lips on mine, his tongue moving around with mine. He wrapped his arms around my waist for just a moment before he grabbed the hem of my shirt and began to slide it up. I pulled back some so he could slide it up over my body and head. He tossed it to the side, and I felt a little exposed, standing there in my bra and jeans.
“Take these off,” he said as he tugged on one of my belt loops with his finger.
I undid both the button and the zipper, and then slowly slid them down my legs. Now I was standing in front of him in just my bra and panties. I felt shy, but also, I felt sexy, standing there before him, almost naked. The look of desire in his eyes turned me on.
“You are beautiful,” he said again.
“I know. You already said that.”
“I just can’t help it, Fay. You’re the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on.”
“Neil, shush,” I said and put my lips to his.
He gripped my hips with his hands and pulled me into him. As we kissed, I felt his hands exploring my body. He ran them up and down my sides, then around my back, where he grabbed my ass. He slid them back up my sides and grabbed my breasts. Then he slipped them around my back and found the clasp of my bra. He undid it, and I backed up some, allowing the bra to slide down my arms and onto the floor. I was now just in the black panties I had bought just for this occasion.
Neil leaned down and put his mouth around my right nipple. His fingers began to gently tug on the left one. They were instantly hard, and it felt so good. Neil stopped what he was doing.
“Get on the bed,” he commanded.
I took the couple of steps over to his bed and laid down. Neil removed his shirt and tossed it to the floor. He began to undo the buckle on his belt and take his pants off. His arm and shoulder muscles flexed as he worked on taking his pants off. He looked so damn hot I could barely believe he was real. This man truly was a sight to see.
Neil climbed onto the bed in just his boxers and pulled me into him. Both of us laid on our sides and looking at each other. He pulled me into another long, deep kiss that left me breathless when we pulled apart. He pushed on me a little bit so that I rolled onto my back. Then he sat up and moved, spreading my legs apart and then getting in between them. He pulled my panties down my legs and tossed them on the floor among the rest of our clothes. My heartbeat quickened in anticipation as he ran his hands up my legs, slowly.
He stopped when his hands were on either side of my sex. He took one hand and began rubbing my clit with his fingers. It felt so good. I was no stranger to masturbation, but somehow, it felt different when he touched me like this.
He bent over and then positioned himself so he was on his stomach in between my legs. He slid his hands under my thighs and brought them around my legs. He moved my lips apart and then put his mouth onto my clit. He started moving his tongue around in circles, and I began panting.
“Oh my God,” I moaned.
The way he moved his mouth on me caused me to arch my back. It felt so good, and I began to moan louder. The feeling grew more and more intense.
He pulled back and sat up. “Are you ready?” he asked.
I nodded my head. I was so turned on, and I was ready to experience him. He got off the bed and pulled a condom out of the pocket of his jeans. He pulled down his boxers, revealing himself. His erection was huge, and I felt myself get more wet just watching him as he slid the condom onto his shaft.
He crawled back on the bed slowly, a sexy smile on his lips. I spread my legs and arched my back a little, moaning just to watch him enjoy what was about to happen. He gripped my legs roughly and pushed them up, forcing me to open up wider for him.