Archer is eager. I’m more than ready for that.
We make it to the room, and he flips on the overhead light that’s far too bright.
“Hold on,” I say, and he sets me down so I can run over to turn on the two side table lamps. I want to see him too, but I don’t need some fluorescent light ruining the mood either.
He turns the overhead off again and moves toward me, his hands reaching for the hem of my shirt.
My feelings are rioting in my chest, excitement bubbling low in my belly as I watch him rip my shirt over my head, his eyes taking in my over-full chest and bare belly. I have curves that make me not as slim as I’d like but judging by the heat in his eyes, I would say he doesn’t mind what he’s seeing at all.
He reaches for his shirt, ripping it open, and buttons fly. I smile broadly and he sweeps me back into his arms. I jump and wrap my legs around his hips, using a lot of his help because he’s still a good five inches taller than me, and I’m not as athletic as I’d like to be.
Laying us back on my bed, emotions war in his eyes. His voice lowers to gravel when he says, “Viv, I can’t believe I get to be with you.”
I nod, and a tear—unbidden and surprising—falls from my eye. “I can’t believe it either.”
“I want to take this slow,” he starts and I nod again, but then he starts to smile. “But I don’t know how slow I can go, either.”
I laugh at his honesty and shake my head, my heart feeling carefree now that we are finally here. “We have all night. We’ll go at whatever speed feels right.”
My words are a green light and he slams his lips down onto mine, taking my tongue into his mouth and sucking down. I moan into his mouth and lift my hips, trying to find purchase somewhere.
He reaches behind me and fumbles slightly with my bra. “Fuck, this shouldn’t be so difficult.”
I giggle—actually giggle—and reach behind, unsnapping it for him so he can draw the straps down my arms. My breasts are now on full display and Archer can’t hold himself back. He takes a nipple into his mouth and massages my breasts with both of his hands. I moan again.
“Oh my…” I have no words and let myself just feel him on top of me. The sensations are unreal and I grasp his hair with my hands, holding him to me, my center on literal fire.
“Archer,” I moan and he moves to the other breast, giving it equal attention. He moves back up to me abruptly and takes my mouth again, the kiss feels almost punishing, but I let him do what he wants to me.
“Viv. God, you taste so perfect. Better than any fantasy.” His words wash over me, and I feel a burst of pleasure.
He moves down and unbuttons my shorts, I help him slide them down my legs until I’m lying there in only panties. I look at him and he takes in my naked body, his eyes dark and molten with need. I remind myself that this is his first time, that I don’t need to rush a single second of this.
It will be a memory he carries forever and I want it to be perfect.
Archer undoes his pants and slides them off before grabbing his wallet and pulling out three condoms and tossing them on the bed, I note that we’re still sideways on the bed, but I don’t comment and I don’t move as he takes his boxers off and I see him for the first time.
He’s large and thick, and I swallow in anticipation. I want to do something for him, but before I can, he reaches forward and then promptly lies over me.
“Viv.” He nudges my nose with his and I feel him everywhere. I can’t believe this is happening, but at the same time, I’m so blissed out that this could just be my overactive imagination dreaming him up.
His hand moves down my body, and his fingers move to my center. Nope, not dreaming. He moans against my mouth and pushes his tongue in. I accept it gladly and wrap my arms around his shoulders. He explores my folds and I reach down, slowly guiding him to what feels good. We find my clit together, and I show him how to rub it just right, pleasure bursting through me at the contact.
“I’m not sure I can wait any longer.” His voice is rough and tight.
“Don’t.” I shake my head. “Don’t wait. It’s okay.”
He reaches over and leans up, ripping open the condom and goes to put it on.
“Wait, let me.” I reach for the condom and he hands it over. Surprise coats his face at my command. I take the condom and slowly roll it over his erection. My hand greedily takes one pump of him and he grips my wrist tightly.
“Ah, nope. I can’t take it.” He smirks shyly and leans over me. I smile at him as he lifts my left leg, positioning himself between my legs. I wrap both legs around his hips lightly, letting him take control of the position.
Anticipation is killing me and finally, he looks at me, a question in his gaze. I nod and he slowly enters me.
It’s been a while for me, and it’s a tight fit. I’ve also never been with anyone as big as Archer before. He’s slow and gentle, his eyes locked on mine as he enters me and he moans.
“Holy fuck, shit. You feel amazing.” I smile as I hold his shoulders, letting myself feel every inch of him until he’s fully inside of me.