There was no one else in my life who had ever come close to making me feel the way Trevor made me feel. He treated me like I was a princess, and he put me on top of the world. I couldn’t get enough of spending time with him, and I was already dreaming about what the future would bring.
It seemed we were on the same page with everything, and now it was just a matter of getting to know each other better and moving forward with our lives. I couldn’t see how we could possibly break up, and I only wanted more from him.
With those things in my mind, I felt I was ready to give him all of me.
I was nervous as I led him to the bedroom, then turned to him and kissed him more after I closed the door.
I was nearly visibly shaking when I took off the rest of my clothes and kissed him entirely naked. It was the first time in my life I had ever been so exposed in front of anyone, and I hardly knew how to feel about it. I didn’t feel ashamed or embarrassed, which I often wondered if I would when it came down to actually having sex with someone.
He explored my body with his hands and his lips, causing goosebumps to rise along my arms and legs. He breathed into the crook of my neck as he nibbled his way up to my ear, his hand running down my stomach and his fingers running between the lips of my pussy.
I was aching with a need for him. Something I had never experienced before, but a feeling I somehow recognized as soon as I experienced it.
He was rock hard, and his body was perfect. He was muscular and defined, and I was blown away with just how picture-perfect he really was. It was like looking at a model in bed with me, and the way he looked over my own body left me with a feeling of excitement. He continued to explore me and enjoy me, his fingers pleasuring me all the while. I was growing wetter by the second, so wet now I didn’t even realize I could be that turned on by anyone.
Then, he climbed on top of me.
I tensed up, and he once again stopped to make sure I was ready for this before we continued onward.
“Are you sure this is what you want?” he asked.
“Just be gentle,” I said with a nod. I was sure it’s what I wanted, but I had no idea what to expect. I had heard that it hurts the first time, and that the best way to get around that was to be as relaxed as possible. But, with how turned on I was in the moment and how desperately I wanted him, I didn’t feel relaxed at all. It was the last thing I felt I was, and I was okay with it.
This entire experience was exhilarating, though I couldn’t stop shaking with anticipation for the whole event.
Trevor, for his own part, was so gentle with me. The way he moved over me, the way he kissed me and left goosebumps everywhere his lips touched. The way he looked at me and made me feel like I was the only woman in his world. The way he did everything to me that left me with more happiness than ever.
This is what I wanted.
As he slid into me, I closed my eyes, grimacing slightly, but embracing him as he sank inside. I felt the moment he broke into me and filled me with himself entirely, then it started to feel a lot better. In fact, the more he moved over me, the better it felt, and I started to moan.
I spread my legs further apart, taking him as deep inside me as I possibly could. I felt like he was reaching every single part of me, that he was going to make me pop from the inside. I felt like I couldn’t take his whole being in me, then he would suddenly be there before slowly pulling out again.
I would feel filled beyond capacity for a moment, then he would suddenly be gone, and I would be left with a yearning for him like I’d never before experienced. But then, he would push into me all over again, and I would go through the feeling over and over. It was the most enthralling experience, with waves of pleasure running through me from the moment he would push into me to when he would pull back out.
He moved on me with a confidence I was grateful for. I felt like I wasn’t doing anything but lying there, even if I was moving with him. I wasn’t sure how I was supposed to do anything, and I was glad he seemed to know what he was doing.
With every thrust, he was that much closer to me. He was pushing me closer to orgasm, and I could hardly breathe with all the thoughts that were running through my mind.
It didn’t take me long before I gave up on trying to keep up with my thoughts and just went with the emotions of the moment, letting myself feel all the things that were running through me, enjoying each second of being with him, and experiencing the act to the fullest.
When I finally came, I felt like an explosion of pleasure ran through every part of me. It was like the waves of eternal ecstasy ran from the tip of my head to the very tips of my toes and everywhere in between. I could have seen stars with the way the light danced in front of my eyes, and I felt I was closer to him than I had ever been to anyone else in my life.
The waves continued to flow through me, the intensity of them subsiding though I once more was filled with warmth as he came inside me. I hadn’t realized at first that was what was happening, but I felt his cock pulsing inside me, and I knew that was what he was doing. It brought a smile to my face to think that I turned him on enough that he would do this with me. That he thought me pretty enough to be in bed like this.
That I had waited to find the right person to sleep with, and now that I had gone through with the act with Trevor, I knew I had made the right decision. No one else I had ever dated came close to the way I felt about Trevor, nor did they treat me with the same level of respect that he did. I never once thought he was going to use me, and I didn’t feel a single ounce of regret now that it was over.
But, as the waves of pleasure faded, I still wanted to stay in bed with him.
I felt closer now to him, and I didn’t want him to just get up and leave. I hadn’t thought that I would ask him to spend the night. I hadn’t even thought about that when I considered that we were going to have sex. It had passed my mind when I talked to Raya about it, but I was pretty sure during dinner that I wasn’t going to ask him to stay.
But that was before I knew what it was like to have sex. It was before I knew what it was like to know someone so entirely, and to want to continue to spend time with them. Trevor was already my hero for saving my mom’s life, but now that he was taking me to new places in my own life, I couldn’t imagine anyone else ever coming close to being as good as him.
He laid his head on the pillow and put his hands behind him, staring up at the ceiling. I crawled over to him and laid my head on his chest, breathing in the warm smell of our bodies lying together on my bed. He had a lot more tattoos than I would have expected, but it was obvious he had them all placed to where he could cover them when he was at work.
I took in a deep breath and he looked down at me.
“Are you okay?” he asked.