I shake my head. I want to cry. This is not how I thought my first time would be.
"God damn it, Lexi, if you're hurting you better tell me so I can help make it better."
I nod not wanting to say anything else. Already I've said too much with just a whisper. His fingers which had stilled when I spoke start their gentle brush again. I bite down on the inside of my cheek to keep from crying out at the touch of his hand. He's so gentle and taking his time that I can't help the way my body responds to him. He's going to find out too, as soon as he...
He lets one of his fingers slide inside between my lips and runs it up my center causing me to gasp and go rigid under him.
"So have you done it yet?" Oh God, I forgot he was in the room. I forgot that another human being was in the room with me and Jack while Jack was touching me. I close my eyes tight.
"I'll do it as fast or as slow as I need to, Doc and you can just stand there and wait."
"Ten/four."
Jack's finger keeps taking long slow swipes back and forth. There is no hiding anything from him now. He can tell what he's doing to me. He knows I'm getting wetter and wetter the longer his fingers play over my untouched body. I hear his breathing grow louder and deeper.
His finger travels up to bump across the bundle of nerves and I can't stop my hips from rising off the bed and my breath from coming in quick pants. Oh God, this is torture. Jack lingers there and I realize he can tell what it does to me. He knows I'm about to...I'm about to cum and he's just trying to help me.
He brings the tip of his finger down lower until it circles my entrance and I can't help trembling. His eyes come up to meet mine. "You have to be really still for me alright, Sweets."
I nod and raise my eyes until I'm looking at the ceiling. Maybe if I don't watch him it will help. He slides his finger in, or he would but I'm too tight and he has to rock it back and forth a few times to actually fit it inside of me. I gasp loudly at the feel of something inside where nothing has ever been. My fingers curl in the sheets as I tense up around him.
"Babe, you got to let me in." I jump as his breath fans the little hairs close to my ear. "The more you tighten up, the more you tense around me, the harder this is going to be. You have to loosen up, Sweets."
"I...I can't, Jack."
His lips are on mine and he slides his tongue in almost as gently as he slid his finger inside of me. He nips and drinks from my lips like this isn't something completely odd and out of place. He starts slowly working his tongue over mine and I focus more on the kiss than on his finger rocking further in.
His mouth is there to catch some of the gasps and moans that slip-free and when he pulls away from me I realize my hands have transferred their death clutch from the sheet to his shirt. He stares into my eyes for a long time before moving finally down to where his hand is working me. His palm periodically brushes against my clit as his finger sinks deeper in.
He comes up against my innocence and pauses. He turns his finger so that he can feel all around the inside of me before sliding a second finger inside of me. It's a tight fit and almost too much. I break the position my feet are in to plant them firmly on the bed.
"Pain?"
I shake my head. "It...it just feels..."
"Alright, baby. Shh. Tell me if you're hurting." He uses his other hand to press down again and hits something that makes my butt leave the bed and my lungs lock up. I grab for his wrist but I don't know if it's to stop him or to keep him there so he can do it again and again. I shake my head to try to tell him it’s not exactly pain that I'm feeling. "Pain?"
"N...no." If he doesn't stop soon I'm going to do something really embarrassing like cum really hard while his fingers are inside of me.
He comes closer to me. He moves fast for someone so big. His lips play along the edge of my ear. "I can feel that soft little hymen just waiting for me. You were such a good girl keeping it safe for me all these years."
His words make me tremble and wish that I felt better so I could enjoy them more. I wish I could give him a witty reply that makes him want to stay with me. I know Jack is down to fuck but is that all. I close my eyes as he takes his hand away and closes up the shirt I have on. His knuckles brush the swells of my breasts as he does the top ones causing me to inhale on a gasp.
"Are you all done? You haven't done anything that will make me sick if I were to turn around - keep in mind I am a doctor but seeing your white ass in the light of day is enough to make even my stomach go a little queasy."
Jack's mouth moves up on one side in a half-assed smirk at the doctor's words. "You can turn around now. Everything feels...right."
"Excellent. You might want to keep checking over the next couple of days and if anything feels off," He turns his eyes to me, "or you have any pain at all, call me."
Jack walks him out and the two of them talk for a little while before Jack is shutting the door and turning towards me. He walks to the bed slowly before he crawls behind me and starts to do something with my hair. I try to sit up stiffly but in the end, he pulls me back on him so that I'm reclined against his chest.
A knock at the door has me trying to sit back up - pull away from him a little bit. Jack holds me still and takes his time getting off the bed. He walks to a small computer sitting by the steps that lead up to the door. He must be okay with whoever is on the other side because he jogs up them to open the door. Before he pulls the door open he turns to me.
"It's your sister coming to check on you." I prop myself up not wanting her to think that I am worse than I really am. I don't want her to worry.
She rushes in as soon as the door is opened. She's pale and I can still see the trail of tears that have streaked down her face. She heads right to me.
"Oh my God, Lexi. I was so worried. I was so scared. All I could think about was losing you."