She wants this as bad as I do, which spurs me on to make this especially good for her. I have to, there is no choice.
I fall to my knees between her thighs and spread her legs wide. Though I want to go slow and make this last all night, I'm so hard and turned on that taking my time isn't going to happen.
“Next time, baby girl, I’ll go slowly. I just need you too bad right now," I promise her. Then I do what I’ve wanted to all day. I suck her clit into my mouth and swirl my tongue around it before letting my tongue explore lower.
"I don't want slowly. I want you now." She tries to pull me up to her. I give her clit a little more attention before I move up her body, ghosting my lips over the skin of her stomach.
When I get to her breasts, I give them some needed attention, nipping and sucking on them before moving further up to her neck, then to her mouth as I settle over her. I keep my weight off but still pin her to the bed. She reciprocates by wrapping her legs around my waist, her arms tight around my neck, wiggling closer.
I pull back, but she doesn’t want to let me go. Breaking her hold, I tell her I need to get a condom and walk over to my bag.
Grabbing a condom from the box I picked up at a stop a few days ago, I roll it on. When I walk back over to her and settle in the same spot, she wastes no time wrapping her arms and legs around me again.
This time when she lifts her hip, I nudge my cock to her slick entrance. The feeling of her warmth on my tip sends me into sensory overload. We’re at the moment I’ve been wanting. It doesn't feel real, and the teenage boy I was all those years ago never had an imagination this good.
Resting my weight on my arms, I frame her face with my hands and kiss her as I slowly slide into heaven. The only one I will ever enter again. I know in the depth of my soul, at this moment, this girl will always be mine.
The further I slide into her, the tighter her grip on me gets, making it harder for me to fill her completely. But the feel of her tight and wet around my cock is enough to make me come on the spot if I'm not careful.
"Relax, baby girl, let me in," I whisper against her lips as I place soft kisses all over her face.
All I get in response is a moan as she tries to find my lips again. I make slow, shallow thrusts until I'm all the way inside her, then I pause and soak in this moment in time.
She is running her hands through my hair, and her legs are digging into my hips, and life is perfect.
"I love you, baby girl," I tell her because I can't seem to keep it in now that I've said it.
"I love you too, West," she groans as I start thrusting again.
Her pussy flutters around me, and I know she's as close as I am. As much as I want to drag our first time out and make it last for hours, the need to make her cum is stronger.
I reach down and put pressure on her clit, and on my next thrust her body locks up around mine, and she comes with a silent scream. Her pussy is a vice around my cock, and I couldn't stop myself from coming if my life depended on it.
Finally, I pull out only long enough to get cleaned up and rejoin her in bed.
Having her curled up to me skin on skin is addicting. Her warm body, soft skin, and feminine curves are heaven against my body. I don't think I want clothes between us ever again.
"What happens to us when we get home?" she asks.
"We date. I try to convince you to spend weekends at my place so I can spoil you. As long as we do it together, we go at whatever pace is comfortable for you.”
I run my hand up and down the smooth skin on her back, thinking of all the dates I want to take her on. There is so much to do back in Chicago, so much to explore. All the things I want to experience with her, like taking a boat down the river, visiting the aquarium, Navy Pier, the museums, catching a concert at Millennium Park, and so much more.
"Well, I’ll be looking forward to a few weekends at home snuggling on the couch and watching TV and being totally lazy after this," she says.
"I can get on board with that. Cuddling with you, I'm quickly finding, is my new addiction." I kiss the top of her head.
Because I can't seem to stop, I say, "I love you, baby girl.”.
Her "I love you too," is music to my ears.
We lay there a while longer when my phone goes off. The caller ID says it's her brother, so I send it to voicemail. The last thing I want to do is talk to him while I have his sister naked and pressed against me with a post orgasm glow. I don't want him ruining this moment.
In the back of my mind, I know I have to talk to him. No matter how much I reassure Rory, I don't think he's going to take too kindly to us being together.