I fall back to my elbows and cup her face in my hands gently, my chest pressed to hers. “I’m more than okay with that.”
With one last kiss, I lock eyes with her, positioning my tip at her entrance, ready to feed it to her. Her eyes widen a little with anticipation.
“It’s okay, doll,” I whisper. “We’ll take it slow.”
She nods. “Can I see?” she asks.
I pause. “What?” I ask, startled.
“I want to see you go in me for the first time.”
“Fuck,” I hiss, straining to keep my control. “That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever heard.”
I come up high on my hands to provide her with ample view, and she also lifts herself on her elbows, both of us staring at the place where we join.
I kiss her forehead. “I love you,” I whisper, feeding her just half an inch of me.
Her breath quickens, her stomach quivering and tightening with anticipation.
“Doll, I need you to relax,” I say. “Let me in.”
She nods, still watching me slowly enter. Another inch of me, and I meet resistance. Her hands fist the bedsheets at her sides.
“Relax, baby.Please. I need you to open up for me. Open up for me, Lola.”
Lola lets out a deep breath. “I love you too,” she says and lets her muscles go languid.
I push in with one long stroke, and she loses the support on her arms, letting her back fall on the mattress. “Owww,” she hisses, and I stay perfectly still inside her, my restraint at a breaking point.
Because I couldn’t have ever imagined it would feel this good. My mind could never conjure up a feeling this perfect. I knew it would feel amazing, but not this earth-shatteringly mind-blowing. And somehow, I just know it wouldn’t have been the same with anyone other than Lola. It had to be her—it was always meant to be her.
My first.
My true love.
And I’ve never been so glad I waited for her than in this moment. Being in love with the first person I’ve ever been inside of elevates the eroticism of the moment into a higher plane of ecstasy.
“Fuck.” She breathes hard. “You’re so fucking huge.”
I keep circling her clit with my thumb until she relaxes a little around me. Finally, her hips buck, deepening our connection.
I kiss her and pull out completely, then come back home in one long, slow, deep thrust. She moans that time. “That felt good,” she says and smiles up at me, encouraging me.
“Oh, thank fuck,” I say and quicken my thrusts into a slightly faster tempo.
The wet sound of me easing in and out of her slowly fills the room around us, and it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever heard. Both of Lola’s hands are now cupping my ass, pulling me deeper in her. She’s clenching now, either in pain or pleasure—or both—and I grind my teeth.
“You’re going to wring the cum right out of me if you keep clenching like that,” I growl near her ear and then suck her earlobe.
“Yes, please,” she says with a soft moan, then clenches harder, pulling a primal growl out of me. “Karl, I need to feel you coming inside me. I need that hot liquid filling me up. I’m throbbing and aching for it. Please, baby. Fill me up.”
“Fuck,” I growl again at her words and quicken my thrusts.
I knew fucking Lola would be the hottest thing ever. I just didn’t realize that making love to her would be even hotter.
As I come the hardest I’ve ever come in my life, she clenches around me, milking every last drop out of me to the point where I feel light-headed.
“Your pussy is magic,” I whisper, not retreating from her body.