Chapter 5

5

DYSON

M y cock was at full attention as I stared at Tori, fully naked in front of me. She'd opened up to me, and now she was offering her most precious gift—her innocence.

I'd never wanted anyone more than I wanted her. But I didn't want this to be something she'd regret. Not giving up her virginity to me—I saw myself spending the rest of my life making her happy—but doing it in such an unromantic setting.

"We should make it special," I said. "Candles, flower petals. I could run out and set all that up?—"

She was vigorously shaking her head. I'd already begun talking myself out of an erection, doing everything in my power to get things calmed down in that area of my body. If I had to go out in public, I couldn't be walking around with a woody.

Now I abandoned all that. Instead, I shifted my attention to my surroundings. How did I work with what I had? There had to be a way to set the mood.

I stood and moved over to the side of the bed, shutting off the lamp. The room was bathed in near darkness, but the windows were wide open and moonlight streamed in, creating far more romantic lighting.

The only thing I hated was that I couldn't see her as well. But we'd make up for that by doing this again tomorrow and whenever we wanted for the rest of our lives.

"You're wearing too many clothes," she said as I returned to her.

"What are you going to do about it?"

That brought a smile to her face. She reached for my shirt, tugging it toward my head. She was shorter than I was, so I had to help, but by then she was already working the fastening on my jeans.

"Your body is amazing," she said.

The light from outside hit her face just enough that I could pick up the appreciation in her stare. This was the first time she'd seen my chest. My work on the construction crew kept me in good shape, and I was proud of my body, but I'd never been happier about it. Normally, I didn't give my body a second thought, but right now, I was grateful for every muscle earned.

"It's all yours now," I said. Then, worrying I would scare her off with forever talk so soon, I added, "Do whatever you want with me."

And then I put my hands behind my back as she lowered my jeans and underwear. When she took me in her mouth, I wanted to protest. Yes, I'd said do whatever she wanted, but this time, I was going to do what I'd fantasized about doing in the closet. I was going to lay her out on that bed and give her the second orgasm of the night. Maybe of her entire life.

She gave me a few strokes—damn, she was already getting good at this—before I stepped back, withdrawing my cock in the process. Then I removed my shoes, jeans, and underwear.

"If you could just climb on the bed, please," I said. "I have something I want to show you."

Tori smiled. I made out that much in the darkness. And then she moved to the bed and climbed in, shoving the covers back and laying her entire body bare for me. It was the best gift I'd ever received—being able to show her what good, amazing…mind-blowing sex was like.

It was a big challenge, but I was up for it.

I grabbed my cock and stroked it slowly as I moved toward her, feeling her eyes on me the whole way. She liked that, and I was all about doing the things that turned her on.

"Hi," I said as I settled in next to her. I was on my side, propped up on one elbow, looking down at her.

She smiled up at me."Hi."

I couldn't explain what it was about that moment—such a simple thing, really, saying "hi." But as our eyes met and held, one thing was clear. My heart would never be the same.

I leaned down and kissed her as I trailed my fingers over her waist and up toward her breasts. I might even enjoy this more than she would. The only problem was that I wanted to touch and kiss every inch of her, then do it all over again. But I had to take my time.

I couldn't hold back, though. Within minutes, my hand was drifting downward, trailing a deliberate path to the area between her legs. She parted her legs as I ran my fingers over her outer thigh, making my way toward the inside. Yes, she wanted me to touch her again.

As I slid a finger inside her, I broke the kiss and shifted, moving my body between those parted legs.I'd already shown her what I could do with my fingers. This time,I'd show her what I could do with my tongue.

The instant my tongue made contact, her back arched and she gasped. I fought back a smile and got to work. It took a couple of minutes to find the pattern that seemed to work best for her, but I saw her lazily tracing circles around her nipple as she made sexy little noises. Yes, this was definitely working for her.

"I'm going to come again," she said after just a few minutes.

I didn't let up, taking her all the way to the end. When she finally sat up a little, looking down at me, I had to remind myself that holding back was the order of business here. She was a virgin, so acting out the raw desire that had been building inside me since we'd met was completely out of the question.

"Fuck me," she said.

Ugh. She wasn't going to make this easy. Those words had me clenching my fists and gritting my teeth as I moved between her legs.

The words were only part of it, though. Her heavy-lidded eyes and flushed face were really what pulled at my restraint. Holding back promised to be one of the toughest things I'd ever done.

"I'll go slowly," I said. "I don't want to hurt you."

She shook her head and wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me closer. "Hurt me. I want it gone."

Virginity was what she wanted gone. I fully understood. Get the pain over so she could enjoy this. I wanted nothing more. But I also knew that once the pain started, she'd change her mind. So instead, Islowly entered her, realizing something once I was a couple of inches inside.

"I don't have protection," I said.

She didn't take her eyes off the area where our bodies joined. "I'm on the pill. It's okay."

The disappointment that shot through me at those words shocked me. This was good news, right?

Wrong. I wanted her to have my baby. I wanted to start a family with her. I'd always been the guy who'd said I had no interest in being a dad, and now I was rethinking all of that.

Tori sucked in air through her teeth, alerting me to the pain I was causing her while nudging gently inside. I froze, tempted to withdraw a little but scared to move.

But once again, her legs tightened around me. "Deeper," she said. "Harder."

Under normal circumstances, those words would get me pretty riled up, knowing that my actions could cause her pain. I had to do something. Anything.

"Let me try something," I said.

Holding myself up with one arm, I slid the other hand between us and found that sensitive nub I was getting to know all too well. She looked surprised at first, but soon, she was giving in to the sensations. Her eyes closed as I dared to nudge a little deeper.

I froze again when I saw the hint of a wince. This time, she didn't pressure me forward, so I took that to mean she was distracted by what I was doing to her.

Soon she was making noises that told me the pain was all but forgotten. Her features had softened, and she clearly was enjoying this. I was the one bringing her happiness, and that meant everything to me.

Before I knew it, my worries about her pain melted away. I didn't go as deep and hard as I would once I knew for sure the pain was past, but the only holding back I had to do was making sure I didn't come before her.

I somehow felt when she was getting close, and that was when I let myself really enjoy the sensation of her pussy surrounding me. She was so wet and tight, I was surprised I'd held out this long.

We came together, her crying out just seconds before I let out a grunt. I told myself, as my orgasm neared its end, that soon enough we'd do this and a baby would be the result.

Once it was over, I pulled her into my arms. This was exactly where I wanted to be.

In the final seconds before I drifted off, I swore I heard her whisper, "I love you," and I mouthed "I love you" in return. I wasn't sure if she was ready to hear those words from me, but soon enough she would. And she'd hear them every day for the rest of my life.