***Warning before reading this chapter! There is some intimate times in this chapter****

I was suddenly very aware that I was lying half-naked in some guy's bed. A guy I'd only met a few weeks ago. I was completely overwhelmed. My cheeks started to burn, and I wished I'd never wanted to be home with my emotionless mother.

Connor sat up, never taking his eyes off me. He seemed to really like staring at me, or making me feel extremely uncomfortable. Maybe a little bit of both.

"Do you want me to stop? Or take you home?" he asked suddenly.

"No of course not!" I said getting up to my knees and hugging him from behind.

My warm, bare chest was pressed up against his hot, nude back. He pushed himself back into me, resting his head on my collarbone. I pushed his head to the side, and began to gently kiss his neck. I had no idea where the boldness was coming from. I had no idea what I was even doing. He was the first man I had ever done anything more than making out with. My instincts took over, and there were things I wanted to do with and to him that I had never even thought about before. I was horrified by the things my mind was thinking. Horrified and excited.

"I never said I wanted you to stop. I just wanted you to know. If things keep going how they are, you will be my first."

"But you're a virgin," he reiterated.

"Yes, I know this. Thank you for pointing out the obvious."

"Are you sure you want to do something like this with me?"

"Why not you? If it gets to be too much I'll tell you."

"Are you sure you want to do more? This is a big decision."

"Yes, I'm sure. You were all about us being together just a few short hours ago. I'm ready to be with you, and you want to stop? Stop asking questions. I know what I'm doing."

He turned his impeccably wondrous body toward me. Our eyes locked, and then our lips met again. It felt like fireworks exploding. He grabbed me by the waist and gently pushed me back onto the bed. He used his elbows to support himself above me. He hovered there above me, just looking at my body. It was as though he were drinking me in like one of his fine wines. He began lowering his head again, but this time I met him halfway. I put one hand on the back of his head and brought his lips into mine as much as they could. The hard, desperate kissing began again. I tugged on his hair while wrapping my jean-clad legs around his waist. He began rocking gently against me, causing my hands to move from his hair to his back. I tried pulling him more into my body. I clawed at his back; I wanted to get lost in him. Connor abandoned my lips yet again, and refocused his attention to my neck. He trailed little kisses from near my ear around to my collarbone. He let his lips hover, tracing the outline of the bone, and once he was satisfied he moved down my body. I leaned back and squirmed a bit as he kissed my belly. The soft nips he planted near my hips tickled to no end. The feeling of him touching my body was driving me crazy. Such immense pleasure had eluded me for so long. I didn't even know this sort of feeling truly existed.

"Oh, Connor," I moaned.

I heard his breath catch in his throat at the sound of my voice. For some reason, this excited me even more. Something I did turned him on. This glorious, God of a man was turned on by me.

Why have I deprived myself of this till now?

As Connor made his way back up my belly to my sternum, I did something rather unexpected, I took over. I held onto his shoulders and pulled him down so he was fully on top of me. As we lay there, breathing heavily, I leaned in and kissed him. I wrapped my arms around his body, and with what strength I had, I rolled us both over so that I was sitting on top of him. I kept my lips locked on his, and grabbed a handful of hair, forcing his head back just the slightest bit. I broke the hold I had on his mouth and moved to his Adam's apple and gently kissed it. He shifted his own hands down so they were resting on my hips, holding me down on him.

"Well, Elysse, this is rather unexpected."

"I know. I have no idea what I'm doing," I laughed.

"You're doing fine. Just go with it," he grunted

"Okay."

I leaned back down and kept kissing his neck, slowly working my way down his chiseled chest. I sat up for a second to look him over. He really was perfection. From his hair down to his tanned feet, nothing was wrong with him. I couldn't help but trace his abs with my fingers. He really was something out of a fairy tale. I let the seriousness take over and bit my lip as I let my fingers trail down his body. I wanted to know him. I wanted to make sure I wasn't dreaming. He seemed too good to be true.

Can something so amazing happen to me? Can this dream be all mine?

I unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans exposing the green boxer briefs underneath. He arched his hips as I slid the jeans and undergarments off. I sat, perched precariously on his, now exposed, lap with my jeans on. His penis was much larger than I had expected, and it was intimidating. He reached up and began to fumble with the button and zipper on my jeans, but once they were undone, he looked up at me.

"Are you sure you want to take this any further?"

I took a deep breath and thought for half a moment, "Yes."

"Alright," he sat up holding onto my back and kissing my neck.

He managed to spin us around so that I lay back on the soft bed again. His hand slowly moved from my neck down my sternum, gently touching the sides of my breasts. A soft moan came as response. His fingers continued on down my stomach and stopped on my pelvic area. His fingers traced the lips of my labia softly. I squirmed a bit under his hands. A man had never touched me in such ways before. Once he was finished teasing the outside of my vagina he slowly inserted a finger. I groaned and arched my back slightly.

"Please!" I called out.

He pulled out his finger and maneuvered himself between my thighs. I held onto him as he slowly pushed into me. I yelped out in pain when his cock fully immersed in my pussy.

"Do you want me to stop?" he asked.

"No. It just hurt."

"Sorry about that," he said biting his lip.

"It's okay. I just wasn't expecting it," I mumbled.

"You're probably going to bleed a bit too."

"Awesome," I muttered.

"I promise it will start feeling better."

I nodded my head as he pushed back in. The pain had subsided but there was still a bit of a sting. His movements became quicker and harder as he thrust in and out.

"Oh. My. God." I said enunciating each word.

"Are you alright?" he asked slowing his pacing.

"Fine. Don't stop. Whatever you do, don't stop!"

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