that.”
Dina nodded and wrapped her arms around his back. He lay still for a moment, giving her time to acclimate to his weight. This close, he felt the rapid pitter-patter of her pulse, and his fingers drew circles over her heart.
She sighed and slid her thigh over his, warming him all over. Moving slowly, he settled himself against her sex, letting her feel the full weight of his cock.
When she moved her hips, rubbing her pussy over him, he had to grip the headboard for a moment to keep from shoving himself inside. As much as he wanted to fuck her, he had to be gentle or risk ruining the experience for her.
He reached down and slipped a finger inside her opening, testing her. She was still slick from her earlier orgasm, so he eased in a second finger. Inside, she tightened around him. He pumped in, letting his fingers go halfway before pulling them out again.
At first, she tensed up, but he used his free hand to play with her nipple as his two fingers slid back and forth in a slow, steady rhythm. Her soft cries resonated deep within him, and he knew that tonight would not be enough.
He wanted more of her. More of her body, her kisses, even her laugh. It was more than sex, because he hadn’t even fucked her properly yet, and she was still at the beginning of her sexual journey.
Dina pulled at his hair, her fingers gripping hard as he thrust his fingers deeper. He slipped a third finger inside, and she rotated her hips.
“Relax your legs,” he instructed.
She became pliant, and he spread her thighs wide open. He positioned his cock at her entrance, gripped the headboard with one hand, and flattened his other hand onto the bed for greater control.
“Breathe deeply,” he said. Waiting until she exhaled, he inched inside of her. Following the rhythm of her breath, he eased his way inside and back again.
Her vaginal walls closed tight around his shaft. The pressure felt so good, but he hated the thought of hurting her, so he slowed the pace until he could discern that she was aroused rather than discomfited.
With a light flick of his thumb, he teased her nub, hoping to rekindle her desire. Dina moaned, so he stroked her more firmly.
As her hands dug into his shoulders, he eased a little deeper. He took his time, easing back out and then fingering her clitoris each time he thrust forward. When she started to rock her hips, he let himself go, lunging deep.
Dina cried out, and he bent to kiss her cheek and stroke her face. Then he circled his finger over her jewel again, massaging it until Dina relaxed. With his other hand, he played with her nipple, squeezing it between his thumb and forefinger.
Her soft gasps urged him on, and he resumed his thrusts. Giving into the pleasure, he moved faster, driving in and out of her in a steady rhythm. Eager, she pulled her knees toward her chest. He sunk deeper, harder.
As Dina’s moans increased, he resumed toying her nub, knowing that she was close to finding release. His own need clawed at him, and he barely held himself in check. He wanted to fuck her hard and fast, but it was important to him to make her first time memorable.
So he measured his thrusts—slow, long, short, pull back, slow, long, short, pull back.
“Please.”
He kissed her forehead, then her lips. Taking a deep breath, he gave in and let go. She wanted more, and he would give it.
Increasing the pace, he took her the way he wanted, lunging in and out, so hard and deep that the oak bed rocked and creaked under them. Dina gripped his arms and squeezed tight around his cock, her body freezing as her eyes rolled back and she screamed in pleasure.
Her tight pussy clenched over him, and he couldn’t help himself. Losing himself in her warm body, he rocked his hips back and forth until his body tensed and his release shattered through him.
Though he wanted to stay inside of her, he was far too cautious to take the risk, so he slipped out, then collapsed, wrapping his arms around her. She clung to him,