The Me I Thought I Was

The one where"it" happens! PART 2

He smiles and kisses me, “Go ahead baby, go slowly.” He encourages, pressing his lips to mine gently once and then moving back to my neck and peppering kisses there cloyingly.

I obey and slide him just slightly inside of me, gasping at the size of him. Removing my hand, I feel him take over and press himself into me, still so slowly, so cautiously. I groan as he fills me and I feel something inside break with a stinging deep inside, I whimper slightly.

He stills, “Jas baby?”

I breathe, I’ll admit a little raggedly, “I’m okay…” I reassure him, rocking my hips gingerly and letting myself adjust to him, the pain has all but ceased and the full feeling I have is delectably titillating. “It’s okay.” I reach a hand up to caress his face, forcing his lips back to mine as he starts to move slowly.

Our lips are disrupted only by our cries of passion as he moves inside me, first ever so gently letting me ride out the pain, and increasingly more fervently as the time blows by, and at some point he flips us over. I don’t know how, or even when, but I’m on top of his perfectly sculpted body now and letting my bare breasts bound around in front of him freely and apparently enticingly. God he is so perfect it’s insane… He is the epitome of a dreamboat, and a star football player, nonetheless. His skin is a beautiful tanned brown and shimmery from sweat now, the lines of his abs on full display, just looking at him could make any woman swoon.

He sits up, my hips still rocking over his swollen c**k with growing desperation and takes one of my breasts in his mouth again, fondling the other with the hand not holding me onto him. Something takes over me and I bend my face down into his neck and bite, hearing his answering moan of pure pleasure.

I let myself lose myself in him, painfully delighted squeals and animalistic groans leaving me a hundred percent freely at this point, I can’t keep it in. The pressure building in my stomach is so overwhelming I feel like I could faint, But please God don’t stop… “Jesus Christ… Jax! f**k you’re amazing…” I manage to groan out between pulses of absolute bliss.

His responding moan is as frantic as my own now, “You’re f*****g perfect Jas… f**k…” His voice is gruff, he’s barely holding it together and it’s so f*****g hot!

I’m surprised at my own confidence in all this and use that to hopefully finish him off. I can’t believe I’m about to say this, but my God this sexy beast of a man has earned everything tonight. “I want to feel you c*m baby… please? c*m with me?” I whisper in his ear.

JAXON’S POV

Fucking Christ that was almost my undoing… But hell yes you f*****g goddess, anything you want. Fortunately for me, Jas’s friend really likes poking fun at her and has already dropped the Jas-being-on-the-pill bit of highly useful information.

I let my body answer her so I can entwine my lips with hers again, laying her down gently, never removing myself from her. I keep kissing her, lifting her hands up above her head and holding them there with my hand. My other meanders down, you guessed it, to that sexy little button again.

I run my thumb over it with featherlight touches, and quicken my pace inside her simultaneously, and my do her moans and whimpers turn right to full on screams. She’s a writhing and sinfully beautiful mess beneath me and I f*****g love it. She screams to a deity she doesn’t believe in, she screams my name, she screams unintelligible things, and I’m barely holding it together anymore…

I quicken the pace yet again and feel the pressure of climax increasing… more and more… until I finally feel her go…

Her perfect lips form a silent ‘o’ as she screams through her own climax soundlessly, and upon feeling her candy sweet juices flow over my c**k I find my release instantaneously. Swiftly I roll us over so she’s draped over top of me and hold her face to my chest, running fingers through her hair as she rides out the last waves of her first ever orgasm.

We’re both breathing heavily, clinging to each other. I let a few calm minutes pass, enjoying her closeness and warmth against me, just playing with her hair. Her stunning hair… one of the first things about her that melted me from the inside out. The first of course was that smile… and then those mesmerising eyes. I smile absentmindedly, and chuckle, remembering.

I feel her lips smile against my chest, “What are you thinking?” She inquires, for probably the millionth time since we’ve met, her favorite thing to ask me – as if she wasn’t already inside my head.

“I’m thinking I drastically underestimated the effect you were going to have on me, Dateline Girl.” I admit wholeheartedly.

She snickers adorably, “Oh yeah?” She asks, tilting her chin up so she can look at me.

Seeing her captivating face full on I feel the giddy smile take over my face. I stroke her cheek with my fingers, searching her eyes and realizing… I’m gonna say this regardless, f**k it, it’s time. “Yeah I’m…” I start and choke briefly, I sigh, “I’m totally in love with you Jas. Like… it’s crazy.”

And there it is. Yep, it’s out there.

Her eyes turn to big bottomless blue saucers, she seems shocked but… happy? I’m constantly surprised by her, and most of all with how much emotion she seems to show in front of me versus how little in front of everyone else. She’s welling up… and there’s a smile slowly spreading across her face, a brilliant little red glow flushes her cheeks.

She blinks her eyes closed and a single tear falls down each of her cheeks, “Do you mean that?” She barely whispers.

I can’t take even her happy tears, I roll us onto our sides, facing each other and wipe her cheeks with my thumbs. “Oh, baby,” I coo in her ear, kissing her elven-like cheek. I tilt her chin up and make her look at me. Her eyes fixing on my own, I say the official words. “Yes Jas, I love you.”

She breathes a gasp and smiles brilliantly, crushing her lips onto mine. Breaking away after a moment she says, “Jaxon… I hope you really know… that you’re literally the only person ever that has made me feel… real. Everyone’s always seen me as one thing… and… I never felt like I was that person but, out of necessity nearly became that person. I’d given up on proving anyone wrong. But you… you only ever saw the me that I thought I was, and it’s like I finally woke up from a nightmare. And… I love you, for all of that and so much more.”

I… I’m stunned. Completely stunned silent. Can this be real? She actually… loves me too. Holy s**t…