He pulls his boxers down and his cock springs free, long, and thick. He tugs them off, leaving him completely naked. He tears the condom wrapper and pulls it out, sliding it down his long length. Kyle widens my legs so that he’s positioned between them as they begin to tremble with nerves.
I try my hardest to shake the memory of what happened the last time, trying to concentrate solely on Kyle and as if sensing the memories that fill my mind, Kyle leans over me, his forearms either side of my head as he lowers himself down, resting his forehead against mine.
“I’m not going to hurt you. Just focus on me, nothing else, no one else.” His lips touch mine. “I want to erase that bastard from your memory. As far as I’m concerned, this is your first time, here, with me.” He kisses me again. “I won’t force you into anything, you just say the word and I’ll stop.”
“I want this. I want you, more than anything.”
“I’ll go slow, okay?”
I nod. He pulls back slightly, as he brings his tip to my entrance. He moves his hand between my legs, circling my clit with his finger as he slowly slides himself inside me, inching in, stretching me. He lets out a low moan, never taking his eyes off mine.
A small gasp falls from my lips. I feel so full. Once he’s fully inside me he steadies, allowing me to adjust to his size, before pulling out slowly and sliding back in, over and over. He growls deeply, I can tell it is taking everything within him to restrain himself.
“You okay?” he asks, his voice deep and shaky.
“I’m perfect.” With that, he begins to thrust a little faster.
Kyle grips my hips with one hand while resting his weight on the other as he continues to pump into me, a thin sheen of sweat begins to form on his forehead, he’s breathing out hard uneven breaths, grunting each time he thrusts into me, every sound he makes sends a jolt of electricity to my clit. Short gasps and whimpers escape my lips as I climb higher and higher.
He must feel that I’m close to my orgasm as he leans down, his lips grazing my ear. “I want you to come, Hayley. Come for me,” he commands in a whisper, the pace of his thrusts get faster and harder.
I cry out his name as my orgasm rips through me, more intense this time than the first. My body shuddering as it spreads out through my body like a ripple in pond, waves of pleasure working their way to my fingers and down to my toes.
After a few more thrusts, Kyle follows me over the edge, pulsing inside me. His thrusts slow as he collapses on top of me, his face buried in my neck, breathing heavily. “Fuck,” he mumbles against my skin.
We stay locked together this way until our breathing begins to slow and my heart rate steadies. He pulls out of me carefully and climbs off the bed, disappearing into the bathroom. He appears a few moments later and climbs back into bed beside me, pulling up the sheets to cover our spent, naked bodies.
He wraps me in his arms, and I rest my head against his chest.
“Are you alright?” he asks.
I look up at him and smile. I roll over onto my stomach, propping myself up on my elbows and look down at him. “I’m great. That was...” I trail off.
He cuts me off by crushing his lips to mine, bringing his hand to my face, holding me close, deepening the kiss. “You were amazing... are amazing,” he says against my lips.
I pull back. “I’m glad my first time could be with you.”
Tonight, in a way, was my first time. It was the first time that I wanted to do it, the first time I had a choice. All I had known of sex until tonight was pain, fear and shame, Kyle had changed all of that.
I rest my head back on his chest, and let my eyes flutter closed, the pull of sleep looming. I feel Kyle press his lips to the top my head, his arms tightening around me slightly, and before I know it, I drift into a deep, uninterrupted sleep.
Chapter 17
Hayley
I’m roused from sleep by the sound of a gentle snore behind me, Kyle’s lips just behind my ear, his warm breath wafting strands of my dishevelled hair across my face.
A smile spreads across my face, a smile of contentment and happiness. If it were up to me, I’d stay curled up in Kyle all day, being woken up the same way every morning.
I’d be lying if I said I wanted to leave because I don’t. Even after everything that has happened over the past few days, I don’t want to go. I want to stay here, in this suite with this man, this beautiful, complicated man, just the two of us, locked away in this little bubble we’ve created.
Kyle is where I want to be. But I know it can’t last.
The two of us have made progress over the past few days, but I need to go back home, back to my friends and my job. I just don’t know how to bring up the subject to Kyle.
I know he won’t want me to go, but he was the one that let me go, giving me a choice to stay or leave, and I chose to stay with him.
Memories from last night flood my mind, a pang of pleasure radiates through me with the thought of Kyle’s hands on me, touching, caressing, his fingers teasing the most intimate parts of my body, his mouth tasting
