Someone whose eyes would cloud over just like mine, and whose body would become just as tight.
Someone who’d lick my tears then.
Who’d run his tongue along the sides of my cheeks, my eyes, and drink them down. Who’d soothe me with sweet hums and kisses all over my face and my throat.
Who’dwait.
For my body to adjust to his size.
To his girth and his invasion.
Until that initial pain turns into restless pleasure.
But most of all, I didn’t know that that someone would be him.
My Bandit.
The guy I’d met in the woods all those years ago.
But then, he’s also the guy who turned night into day, isn’t he? And if he could do that, if he could light up the night like that, why wouldn’t he be able to turn the pain of losing my virginity into something so pleasurable?
Now as I watch him above me, his features sharp and beautiful, his eyes intense and pinned on me, as he slides in and out of my body, I realize that it couldn’t have been anyone else.
It had to be him.
My first.
No one else would’ve made sense. My virginity belonged to him and him only.
And then, he comes down at me.
He curls his strong athletic body and dips down, putting his mouth on my tit. He takes a nipple into his mouth and then I’m not thinking anything at all.
I’m notcapableof thinking. I can only feel.
His warm breaths, his hot mouth. His hard sucks on my nipple. His hands in my hair, pulling and tugging.
His dick in my pussy.
Pumping and pounding and gathering speed.
So much speed that I’m rocking with it. That I’m pulling at his hair too. I’m scratching his shoulders, his back. I’m digging my nails into his ass.
I’m moving with him.
And it’s easy too, to move.
Our bodies are practically sliding against each other. Because we’re so hot and sweaty. We’re so drenched and misty. We’re on fire, his summer skin and my moondust body, and it’s so good.
It’s sosogood.
Even the ache in my belly feels good.
The soreness, the tightness. The fucking quickening.
Everything feels swollen and stretched just like my pussy and it only gets worse — and better — when he comes for my mouth. When he mauls my mouth just like he was mauling my tit only a second ago, and then we’re kissing and moaning and gasping, and just like last time, I explode.
Everything falls apart and comes together.