A lot more maturity. Be warned.

Let's go.

*****

Her almost timid steps told me she was nervous to the bone, but I also understood she wanted this. I wanted this. Thankfully, I knew just what to do to ease her nerves.

I smirked. "Would you like a glass of wine again?"

Last time that got her to loosen up quite a bit. If this time we were going all the way, two glasses sounded ideal.

She bobbed her head yes. Good choice.

I turned her around towards the kitchen before I took two glasses out of the cabinet and a whole bottle of white sweet wine from the fridge, led her up the stairs and into my room. This was it; I was finally going to feel her deeply and the thought alone nearly drove me to rush with the drinks and rip her clothes off, but I knew I needed to take it easy with her.

Her nervousness seemed to spike the moment I closed the doors. Cute. I planned on fixing that.

She stood there, her back against my doors, her fingers clasped together, fumbling with each other, and her teeth biting her lower lips nervously. I'm sure she didn't mean to do that as a way to turn me on even more, but that girl had some sort of magical ability to turn whatever she did into a seductive move. At least when I was concerned.

I didn't want to rush or push her. Not until she was ready enough, so I walked past her to my small coffee table overlooking my back garden and poured wine in both the glasses before I extended my arm towards her and took a sip from my glass.

Slowly, she took steps. I patiently waited. No hurry. She was new to this, and I wanted to give her as much time as she needed.

Once she reached me, I smiled and handed her the drink and waited until she managed to take a sip of her own before I took her hand and led her to the bed.

"Relax. It's gonna be okay." I took another sip. "Have a drink."

She bobbed her head and took another one. A very small one this time as if even that action was not that easy to do anymore.

I watched her.

Just when I thought she was going to take another sip, she reached to my bedside table and placed the glass on top of it before she fully got on top of the bed, and with her knees, walked towards me. I would have thought she would be too nervous to do that or even look at me without breaking the eye contact, but she surprised me yet again when she climbed on my lap and straddle me.

"Slow down, babe. "

I couldn't believe I was the one to tell her to slow down. If anything, I would have thought she would be the one begging me to take it slow.

"Logan, I'm too nervous to wait. Any second longer and I might just pass out."

That was my cue to get a move on.

"Okay, then. Just relax." I placed my glass next to hers before I snaked my arms around her small waist and squeezed her closer to me.

We watched each other for a while. This was it. If she wanted to back out, I was gonna give her one last chance. I could barely contain myself, but for the sake of her, I was doing my damnest not to act like a hungry beast.

"Are you sure about this?"

She smiled. "I'm sure."

I didn't need any more confirmation.

I pulled her up by her waist and propelled her to stand by her knees while I did the same, causing us to face each other. With both my hands, I pushed the sides of her hair behind her ears and pulled her in for a kiss.

I started slowly, letting her know I was planning on taking it as slowly as she needed me to, and gradually increased my speed the more she got comfortable and relaxed until the kiss was all we thought about. Until we were just about ready to tear each other's clothes off.

As she got more comfortable with what we were doing, I reached down, and pulled her tank top off of her, exposing her black, lacey Bra which complemented her round breasts to the fullest.

I smiled. "Beautiful," I said. I meant it. Her stomach, her breasts, her whole torso was glowing like someone decided to pour gleaming oil all over her body and shone the brightest light to illuminate her.

It called me, and I responded to the call. Any sane, straight male would respond to her body. Even if they had no interest in her, whatsoever. I leaned in again, but this time to her collar bone. I wanted to run my lips there, my tongue, get a feel of her every inch and when I did what my heart desired, she moaned, causing me to pull her even closer to me and vigorously kissed every part.

The top of her breasts, her neck, her collar bone. Everywhere my hungry lips could reach.

Slowly, I laid her down onto the mattress and reached around my t-shirt, pulled it off, and discarded it on the floor. The anticipation of my torso touching her bare curves was killing me. So, without wasting another second, I lowered myself down on top of her. Relishing in every breath, every sound she made, and most importantly, every part of her that was ready to accommodate me.

She was warm. When her full breast, the breasts that looked like were ready to burst out of her bra plastered themselves against my chest, I took a deep breath, and closed my eyes, savoring every bit of pleasure they caused me.

While supporting myself with my knees, I placed my hands around her shoulders and slowly pulled the strings of her Bra along her arms while kissing each part slowly.

"Logan," she moaned my name, causing me to intensify my attack. I unclasped her Bra fully, exposing her full-on goose-bumped breast and nipples standing sharp like a bullet.

My dick hardened.

I didn't waste time. Slowly I started running my tongue around her breast towards her nipple. She whimpered and arched her back causing her body to bend towards me. I sneaked one arm around her small waist and pulled her down before I completely took her breast inside my mouth.

Sucking, grazing my teeth around it.

I groaned from the amount of ecstasy that caused me. Her breast was like a soft sweet that you couldn't get enough of. While I enjoyed that, my hands moved to her shorts and fumbled with her button. Once it was loose, I trailed kissed along her stomach, down her waist before I pulled her shorts down her thigh and out of her body completely.

"Logan, " she called. She was shy, I understood that, so I trailed my tongue along her thighs, to her stomach, her neck and finally locked my lips to hers.

"It's okay," I reassured her. "You're okay, Amelia. You are beautiful. You have no idea how beautiful you are."

I meant it. She was beautiful and really, she didn't need to hide from me or shy away. She was mine and she needed to get used to me sooner rather than later. I wanted to see it all. Touch it all. Claim it all.

With that, I reached down and removed my trousers, living me with only boxers before I laid back down on top of her and shifted my hips between her legs, causing her to open both her thighs for me. Allowing me much-needed access.

I thrust my waist forward, permitting my hard, protruding member inside my boxer to hit right at her underwear covered center. She moaned and shuddered before she arched herself and hold me tightly.

I couldn't wait to remove that last barrier. It was taking a lot of self-control not to rip it out of her.

I started my path of kisses from her chest. Down her stomach. Into her belly button and down her waist, before I clutched her underwear with my teeth and slowly pulled them down.

"Logan," she breathed my name for the third time. I didn't answer, too busy trying to get her underwear off. My dick... Hell, my whole body was ready to combust.

When the underwear was off, I almost stopped to stare at her clean waxed bikini line and the whole of her pussy, but I knew that would be highly uncomfortable for her, so I removed my boxers instead for both of us to look equal. Stark naked, bare in front of each other for the first time. I mean, I've seen her. But she never saw me.

Which is what I assumed was the cause of her staring at my dick. Eyes wide and when she caught me looking at her, she blushed profusely.

"You've never seen a dick before, have you?"

She placed her lips in a thin line in a cute, shy smile before she shook her head.

I figured as much.

"Do you want to touch it?

"Can I?"

"It's all yours, babe, " I made myself comfortable by sitting down completely, and slumped my back against the head of my bed, and gestured for her to get up. "Come to me."

She did.

I held her hands and slowly clasped them around my length. The moment they touched me, I sucked in a deep breath. Warm. Soft. Dear God.

"What can I do?" She asked.

I smiled. I really was the first one with everything. I liked it.

"Well, um... You can play with it. You can push your hands up and down while slowly squeezing it a little bit."

"Like this?" She cupped my dick fully and started moving her hand up and down.

"Ugh, " I groan. "Exactly, like that. That's nice."

She smiled. "It feels good."

"It's called a handjob. Come here."

I picked her up and sat her on my lap like she was riding me and straight away took her breast inside my mouth. I wasn't sure what would happen if her hands kept on doing what she was doing.

With my right hand, I reached on my bedside drawer and took out a condom before I laid her back on the bed and climbed on top of her. I didn't straight away open it. I wanted her to do it. Besides, I wanted to test the waters between her legs.

So, slowly, my hand crept between her legs. Closer, closer until I got my fingers where I wanted to touch the most.

"Oh, God, Logan." While she breathed my name for who knows how many times, both her hands clenched my bed covers, and her back arched. Almost fluidly.

The girl was basically drenched.

"You have no idea how wet you are, " I mumbled against her ear. "That's good. It will help easing me in. I want you so bad right now."

"I want you too."

"Do you wanna put on a condom for me?"

"I don't know how."

"I'll show you. Come."

I opened the condom and placed it on her hands before I helped her to slide it down my length.

"Are you ready?" I asked. I wanted her to be ready. I wanted her to know this was happening.

"I'm scared."

"Do you trust me?"

She bobbed her head.

"Good. I'll take care of you. Just let me know when you need me to stop. okay?"

With that, I wiggled myself between her legs again and slowly run my tongue against her nipples just to give her something else to think about.

With my dick right against her opening, I pushed forward. Slowly.

She whimpered and squeezed my hand. "Are you okay?" I asked.

"Yeah, just a little uncomfortable. keep going."

I pushed again, savoring the feel, the tightness, but the way she kept on pushing herself up and away, we were never gonna get anywhere.

I took both her arms and held them atop her head before I clasped my lips against hers and pushed forward again. She moaned against my mouth or maybe screamed which caused me to stop and looked at her.

"Are you alright? Do you need me to stop?"

She shook her head.

By this time, her eyes were almost glassy from the unshed tears. I kissed both her eyes, her cheeks, her collarbone, her lips. Allover while I slowly pushed in and out. We were almost there; I could feel it. Most of her hymen was almost gone.

"It's okay, you are okay. You are doing really good," I said as I continued trailing kisses all over her while I pushed in and out. "Fuck, you are so tight." I breathed. "Oh my God, Amelia."

I let her hands go and snaked my arms around her waist to keep her in place. She rounded her hands around my back and held me tightly.

"Logan," she cried.

"I'm here, babe. I'm here. I got you. You feel so good, Amelia, you have no idea. Thank you."

It was much easier going in and out then. Slowly, I increased my speed. The tightness around my dick drove me to the verge of insanity. I moaned her name over and over as I came closer and closer to cum.

"Ugh," I groaned and hungrily took her mouth in mine again to stop myself from growling. That's how good she felt.

"I'm Cumming, Amelia. I'm... Ugh."

With the final thrust in and a sharp intake of my breath, I buried my head in the crook oh her neck and spilled all over the inside of the condom.

I stayed like that, taking a breath. Actually, both of us needed a breath.

When I calmed down enough, I raised my head to look at her. "Oh my god, Amelia, Are you okay?" I pushed her hair away from her face.

She was red. A streak of tears on either side of her eyes, but still, she bobbed her head and pulled me closer to her. I kissed her. All over her face and eyes. "I'm so sorry, baby, how are you feeling?"

"A little sore." She wiped her eyes. "But, I'm okay. It actually wasn't that bad after you were... inside."

I chuckled. "Alright, brace yourself." I looked down between our legs. "I'm gonna slowly pull out of you. Okay?"

"Okay."

Slowly, carefully I pulled out. Streaks of her blood spilled out into my bedsheets and a small amount clung to the condom. I smiled.

"You bled on me," I said. "I guess now we have a blood oath."

I discarded the condom before I pulled out a clean bed cover and laid beside her, covering both of us and pulled her head on my shoulder, allowing her to rest.

"You are mine, Amelia," I said as I run my hand along her head. "You are mine."

*****

Man, it's so hard writing a sex scene from a man's point of view. I felt like Amelia was completely useless. Like she didn't have any power. I hope I did alright though.

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