For the First Time: Twenty-One Brand New Stories of First Love (16 page)

I take my cock out and she looks down, past my naked chest, down to where it juts up between us. Her eyes grow big and her mouth falls open. She looks up at me and we lock eyes. She starts to shake her head.

“I can’t, Ethan. That won’t fit inside me.”

“I’m sorry, Bunny. I’ll go slow. It has to work. Please, I need you.” I hear the plea in my own voice. Beads of cum are running down my cock, and I want to close my eyes at the ache. But I don’t want to look away for even a second because I’m afraid she’ll disappear.

She looks down at my nearly purple cock and then nods her head. She takes a deep breath like she’s made up her mind.

“Okay, just go slow.” She reaches between her legs and unbuttons her bodysuit, opening the bottom for me. She looks up, giving me a shy grin and shrugs a shoulder. “That turned out to be convenient.”

I push the bottom of the bodysuit up and over her breasts, then toss it to the floor, leaving Tiffany completely naked on top of me.

The view is more than I can stand and I start to cum again. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I say, grabbing my dick and trying to make it stop.

Her round breasts topped with high, pink nipples are fucking perfect. They’re perky and tight and all I want to do is suck them. My eyes roam down the soft pale skin of her stomach to her tiny pink pussy, spread open for me as she straddles my lap.

Cum continues to run from the tip of my cock and down my shaft. I hold the base and try to make it stop. But seeing her like this, seeing her look so perfect, has me lost.

She licks her lips and starts to reach out, but I stop her. “Please don’t, baby. Not yet. I’m not under control.”

She nods her head and kneels up on the seat, placing her opening above the tip of my cock. She puts her hands on either side of my head on the back of the bench, bracing herself as she kisses just the tip of my dick with her pussy lips. I moan loudly as I watch her glide over the head of my cock and then ease down a bit so I’m just inside her opening. Feeling her tightness squeeze just the head of my dick, I cum inside her, shooting my seed way up in her pussy. I can feel myself squirt in her, trying to get my cum as far into her little body as possible.

I’m still hard as a brick, all my cumming having had no effect. We lock eyes as she slowly slides down, taking more of me inside her. As she comes down about an inch, I feel a barrier, and she makes a hissing sound and stops.

“It’s my first time,” she whispers, looking away.

My dick grows bigger at the knowledge, and my heart nearly bursts at the confession. To think that maybe she waited on me too is almost as incredible as finding her. Almost. I would have taken her even if she’d been with a thousand men, but knowing that I’m her one and only—as she is mine—makes me want to climb Mount Everest and shout it to the world. After I make love to her, of course.

“We’ll go slow, Bunny,” is all I can manage to choke out. I want to tell her how special this moment is for me too, but all the blood that should be in my brain is in my dick. I want to tell her that I love her, and tell her about what I’ve built for her, and ask her to marry me, but all I can do is hold her. After this, I’ll be able to get my words straight. Once we are connected in the most intimate way, I’ll tell her everything. I’m just so far beyond need that I’ve lost the ability to think.

She nods, and she bounces up and down a little on the tip of my cock. My cum and her sweet cream act as lube and make my entry a little easier. After a second of just feeling the tip inside her, she takes a deep breath and drops down fully on my cock.

It’s like getting
punched in the stomach but in the most beautiful way possible. Having sex with my right hand for twenty-eight years didn’t prepare me for her warm, wet heaven. I groan at the sensation, and fuck, if I don’t cum again. I rest my forehead on her chest as I grunt out my release inside her and feel her tightness grip me.

After a second, I’m under control, and I feel her arms come around me, pulling my bare chest to hers. I lean up, kissing her neck and licking the shell of her ear, and she starts to moan and move her hips a little. I feel her hard nipples scrape my chest and I want to bite them, but I don’t want to let her go. I just need this first time to be like this. To hold her, skin against skin, and be as close as possible.

I squeeze her tighter to me, and she starts to move. She grinds against the base of my cock when she comes down, rubbing her clit against me. I slide one of my hands down her back and grab one lush ass cheek while my other arm is around her back, pulling her to me. When my lips find hers, we moan together. The sensations are taking me over, and it’s as if nothing else exists, or has ever existed. It’s just me and her. It’s only ever been me and her.

When she comes down hard and grinds on me again, I feel her body stiffen and her pussy start to contract. She’s cumming on my cock, and the feeling sends me over the edge yet again. The sensation of having her in my arms and experiencing this beautiful moment together makes all the pain caused by our years apart melt away. The broken place in my heart disappears, and I’m whole. I put my hands on either side of her face as we kiss, and I feel tears on my lips. Maybe she shed some too, to help mask my own.

Tiffany

“T
his is where
you live?” I take in the stark walls of the penthouse, surprised that the Blue Diamond casino’s top floor is so bare. The space isn’t typical of any casino penthouse I’ve seen, not that I’ve seen many. In Vegas they’re usually decked out to the nines, and this one feels like no one lives or even stays here.

“This is where I crash,” Ethan says, not breaking stride as he makes his way down a long hallway into a bedroom that matches the rest of the space. It’s blank and completely white. For some reason this is not how I pictured him living. Not after all the nights we lay awake and he told me about the home he’d make for us one day. He said our place would be warm and filled with laughter and love, so much that we’d never want to leave. It was something neither of us had in our home lives, but we promised to give it to one another.

“God, I can’t believe you’re here.” Ethan’s deep voice ripples down my spine as he removes the robe he put on me before we got out of the car. He takes it away and tosses it to the floor and then picks me up and lays me out naked on his bed. His dark eyes never leave mine as he strips out of his own clothes and throws them to the floor.

I suddenly feel self-conscious as he stands before me, completely naked. Ethan has always been a big guy, but now he’s giant all over. This is all-new territory for me. I dance on stage in front of hundreds of people every day, and never once did I care what they thought of me. But as Ethan stands over the bed and hungrily looks me up and down, I feel my face heat.

He stares at me like he’s starving, a look I’ve never seen on his face before. We’d always said we’d be together, but when we were younger and I tried to touch Ethan in an intimate way, he would tell me no. He said we’d wait until I was older, and when I would push for just a kiss, he would still tell me no. He said he didn’t trust himself to stop, and that’s something I found to be the truth from what just happened between us in the limo.

“I just, I…” He stutters over his words. It’s almost laughable because it’s hard to imagine a man who looks like him stumbling over anything. “I can’t stop.” The words leave his mouth and his giant body quickly crawls onto the bed, covering mine. I should be afraid as he’s well over twice my size, but as he hovers above me, I feel shielded from harm by his big body. I haven’t seen him in ten years, but all I feel is completely and utterly safe.

“Can’t stop what?” My words are breathy as he leans down to kiss my pale skin.

“Touching you. I’m scared you’ll disappear.” My heart clenches at the pain I hear in his words. I don’t want him to stop. I might shatter if he does.

“Then don’t.”

“Never again.” He says the words against my skin, making goose bumps rise on the surface. I want to ask what he means by that, but the only thing I can seem to do is moan as he takes my nipple into his mouth. He sucks as much of my tit into his mouth as he can, and I arch my chest, wordlessly pleading with him to take more. His big hands come up, pushing my breasts together as he moves back and forth between each nipple, licking and sucking.

After he torments my breasts until I’m begging for more, his big body slowly moves down mine. As he proceeds, he plants open-mouthed kisses along the way, leaving a trail of wet bites.

“You’re so fucking soft and sweet.” I’m sure compared to him, everything is soft.

His broad shoulders move down between my thighs, forcing my legs further apart as he settles there. I look down between my open legs and see him staring at my bare pussy. I’m sure the evidence of what he did to it in the limo is coating my thighs, but I can’t be bothered to care.

“Are you tender?” he asks, looking up from my pussy to lock eyes with me.

“A little.”

I’m sure I’d be tender even if I wasn’t a virgin before tonight. Our love-making was fast, and Ethan’s size was sure to make anyone ache. My heart clenches at the thought of him with someone else. Has he ever made another women ache like me before? I know he was a virgin the last time I saw him, but that was ten years ago. He told me back then that he was saving himself for me and that there was no need for us to have to rush things. He said we’d have forever together, but up until hours ago I thought our forever had been taken away.

I push the thoughts aside, not wanting to think of Ethan with someone else. All of that doesn’t matter anymore. We’ve found each other again, and I won’t let anything spoil this night. I’ll cherish every moment of it. It will last me an eternity.

His large fingers slowly run over the slit of my bare pussy as he parts my lips and completely exposes my clit.

“I’m going to catch you up, Bunny. You made me cum so many times in the car. I won’t stop until your orgasms double mine. I’m going to be so good to you.”

Before I can respond, his mouth is on me, sucking my clit between his lips. He grabs my hand and entwines his fingers with mine, locking them together as he kisses me in the most intimate way. His hand squeezes mine tightly, as if he’s telling me he’s got me. Simply feeling his hand in mine as he worships my body sends me over the edge. My back arches as the orgasm shoots through my body, and I shout Ethan’s name as I shatter into a million pieces.

He continues to eat me through the orgasm and is well on his way to giving me another. I jerk in response, but he holds me tight, showing no signs of
ever
letting go.

*     *     *

I wake to
warmth surrounding my entire body, the night before flashing through my mind.

Ethan
.

I’m lying on his chest, his arms wrapped around me and holding me in place. I have no recollection of how I got here. The last thing I can remember is his mouth between my legs. I have no idea how many orgasms he gave me. They all started to blend together, and I must have passed out from all the pleasure.

His chest rises and falls, lifting my body with his every breath. God, I dreamed of waking up like this so many times. I wondered for so long where he might be out there in the world. But today I know where he is. Beneath me.

Slowly freeing myself from his arms, I stare down at him, taking in every inch of him. We barely talked last night. I wonder where we’ll go from here. There’s so much that needs to be said and so many years to make up for.

I feel like I know everything and nothing about Ethan.

Glancing over at the clock, I see it’s two in the afternoon. Holy shit. How did that happen? Leaning down, I place a soft kiss on his firm lips, and he mumbles, “Bunny.” He doesn’t wake up, but the simple utterance of the nickname he has always called me warms my heart.

I pull myself from the bed and open his drawers, finding a pair of boxers and a shirt. I have to roll the boxers a million times to get them to stay up on my hips, but it doesn’t really matter because the t-shirt drowns me anyway.

Taking one last look at Ethan, I leave the room quietly, not wanting to wake him. I hate that I have to go to work, but I’m under contract, and I really don’t want to be the one on the receiving end of Charles’s temper if I’m late. Especially after getting dragged off stage last night. There’s no telling how pissed he is.

I make a quick call to the Snake Eyes and arrange for a ride. I barely have two seconds to write a quick note for Ethan before I bolt out the door. I run as fast as I can out of the casino, trying to make it to the next show on time.

Ethan

I
wake up
and reach for Tiffany, but when my fingers find cold sheets I snap up out of bed.

“Bunny!” I shout through the room, my voice echoing off the bare walls. I don’t hear anything in the bathroom, and a sickening feeling twists in my stomach. Something must have happened to her.

Jumping out of bed, I run naked through the place, searching every room for her. When I get to the kitchen, I see a small piece of paper on the counter. I snatch it up.

Late for work, chat soon.

Foxy

xoxox

“What the fuck? Chat soon? Foxy? Oh, hell no.” I crumple up the note and throw it across the kitchen as I storm back to the bedroom. “Chat soon,” I say in a mocking voice. I can’t seem to help the anger that’s rolling off me. “Foxy.” The name tastes like dirt in my mouth.

I go to the closet, grab a pair of jeans and throw on a black t-shirt. My shoulder-length hair is a mess, but I don’t bother doing anything about it as I get dressed. I slip on some shoes and grab my keys on the way out, feeling my anger rise more and more. After everything we shared last night and after all the years we were apart, I’ll be damned if she just slips out on me like I’m nobody.

When I get to the front of my casino, I run to my Audi and slide in. I don’t think about anything other than getting to my Bunny as I throw it in gear and hit the gas.

Pulling up outside the Snake Eyes, I keep my keys and give the valet a hard glare. “I’ll be back in a second. Don’t touch my car.”