“Yes, it would break the poor cleaning lady’s heart to find out you were such a naughty boy.”
With a shudder, Jake replied, “Not to mention my mama.”
My laughter died on my lips as Jake began putting on the condom. Even though I wanted to look away, I couldn’t help being fascinated by the sight of him sliding it down his extreme length. When he finished, his eyes met mine, and he nudged my shoulder gently with his own. I then scooted on my butt to the center of the mattress. On his knees, Jake crawled along the bed until he was looming over me.
He kissed me tenderly before plunging his tongue into my mouth. Although I hadn’t kissed a lot of guys or men, I knew good when I experienced it, and Jake was very, very good. As he ravaged my mouth, I felt moisture growing between my legs again. Jake’s hands managed to be everywhere all at once. They were kneading my br**sts, caressing my bu**ocks, or slipping between my legs to stroke me. I shivered in spite of the beads of sweat breaking out along my skin from the heat building within me.
As Jake settled himself between my thighs, I couldn’t help but tense up. This was it—the big moment, and I couldn’t help being nervous. I had to draw in a few deep breaths to calm me down and keep from going into full on panic mode.
When his erection nudged at my entrance, I pinched my eyes shut, bracing myself for the pain.
“Don’t close your eyes,” he whispered, his breath fanning against my cheek. My eyelids fluttered open to take in Jake’s intense stare. “I love you, Angel.”
“I love you, too.”
As he pushed inside me, tears stung my eyes both from the physical pain and the emotional enormity of the moment. “I’m so sorry, baby,” Jake murmured as he kissed away the tears that had escaped in salty streaks down my face.
“It’s okay. I want this…I want you,” I replied as I tried inhaling a few deep breaths. Once Jake felt like I was accustomed to him, he withdrew and thrust back into me. This time it was both painful and pleasurable. “Mmm.”
“Better?”
“Yes.”
He then began to move within me. After a few minutes, the pain evaporated, and I began to feel like raising my h*ps to meet his thrusts. That caused Jake to moan with pleasure. As we moved in perfect sync together, Jake brought his lips to mine and began to kiss me passionately. His tongue plunged into my mouth and mimicked his movements inside me. A hot flush ran over me from the top of my head down to my toes, and I couldn’t help tearing my mouth away from his to pant and moan with pleasure.
Although it felt so very, very good, I knew I wasn’t going to come like I had before. When I felt Jake’s body tensing, I wrapped my arms around his back, drawing him closer to me. “Oh Abby!” he cried as he shuddered with his release. I rubbed circles over his back as he continued to tremble within me.
When Jake pulled his head away from my shoulder, I smiled up at him. “That was so amazing, baby. I love you so much for giving it to me.”
“I love you too, but…” His brows furrowed.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“You didn’t come.”
My cheeks warmed at his comment. “No, but I think that’s kinda normal for girls the first time.” When Jake didn’t respond, I took his face in my hands. “I did twice before though.”
“Yeah, but…”
I smiled. “Baby, you just gave me the best experience of my entire life.”
He scowled. “You have nothing to gauge it by. I coulda been lousy as hell, and you’d think it was rainbows and unicorns.”
“Are you trying to ruin my making love for the first time just because your ego is bruised because I didn’t come?” I snapped.
His expression softened. “No, that’s not it.”
“Well, that’s what it sounded like to me.” I snatched my hands away from his face. “I’ve been waiting and wondering my entire adult life what sex would be like, and for me, you blew away all my expectations. So what if I didn’t come when you were inside me? It was my first freakin’ time, and for the first part, it hurt like hell!”
When I started to climb off the mattress, Jake wrapped me in his arms. “I’m sorry, Angel.”
“Yeah, well, you should be. Asshole!”
He chuckled. “Trust me, I am.” With his fingers, he tipped my chin up to look at him. “You were right. I was being a complete and total dick because I thought I had totally f**ked up your first time because you didn’t come.” He tenderly kissed my cheek. “It’s hard for me getting used to the all the emotions with sex. It’s overwhelming being your first.”
“So what you’re trying to say is you were under a lot of pressure?”
“Yeah, but it was worth it. It was f**king amazing.” He grinned. “You were f**king amazing.”
“Really?” I asked, my voice rising an octave.
Jake propped himself up on one elbow to stare at me. “You know what made it for me? It was the look in your eyes as you were experiencing every range of emotion from the physical pain to the emotional connection. Your eyes are so expressive, and I felt like I was really, really inside you.”
My heartbeat raced at his thoughtful words, and for a moment, I could only reply, “Oh wow.” I cocked my head at him. “So does that mean you like making love better than f**king?”
Jake chuckled as his finger came to trace my lips. “Such a dirty mouth you have, Angel.”
“You’re avoiding the question.”
“I plan on continuing to make love to you as well as introducing you to f**king.”
I grinned. “I look forward to that.”
“Now come here and let me spoon you again.”
I happily snuggled up to him. After all, who would argue with that?
***
Chapter Twenty-One
Sunlight streamed across my face, warming my cheek. Yawning, I started to stretch when I realized I was imprisoned by two muscular, tattooed arms. When I tried squirming away, Jake tightened his hold on me. “Where do you think you’re going, Angel?” he murmured drowsily.
“Nowhere,” I replied. Glancing over my shoulder at him, I grinned. “I’m not used to waking up na**d with a guy.”
Jake’s closed eyes popped open. “Hmm, that’s right. Since I’ve got you na**d and in my arms, I think I should make the most of the moment. Don’t you?”
“What did you have in mind?”