AN: This chapter contain sex scene

Hi, lovelies, I know it's been so long since I have posted here, but I just didn't have good idea. But I'm back. And I should say this is my favourite chapter ever. Maybe because deep down I still hope that men with honor still exist. Maybe because I imagine my first time like this. I don't know. But I hope you will like this chapter too.

Seth's POV

"So you are really going to brought this Ginger head for my birthday party?"

"She has a name, Charlotte. Her name is Rebecca."

"Okay, whatever." She rolled her eyes.

"Please guys, she is an amazing person. I know you don't like her, but give her a chance."

"Okay Brother, we will be nice with her. But only because of you." Roman said and smiled at me.

"Thanks Ro. I'm sure you will like her." I patted his shoulder.

"There must be something in this Ginger head for sure. She is Seth Freaken Rollins girlfriend." Dean said and smirked at me. "Is she good at giving blow-jobs, does it the reason you are with her."

"She is not like this girls Dean." I tried to sound calm, but my blood is boiling right now. "Sex isn't everything in relationship. You could always go and fuck the blonde groupies but it won't be love that you get. Grew up, Dean." I said and stood up from the table.

"Seth wait..." I heard Roman but I didn't bother and continue walking away.

...

I rang on the bell and waited for Becky. She opened the door and God, she looks stunning. She was wearing a black t-shirt with plunging neckline and jeans. My eyes roamed all over her body and I found myself staring at her boobs. I shook my head:

"Ssssory, you look amazing." I bit my lower lip. I looked at her face and saw her blushing.

"It's not too much, right."

"It's perfect, noboby will even look at me." I smiled at her.

"I will take the present and we could go."

Becky's POV

I was sitting in the passenger seat, playing with my bracelets. Seth looked at me and grabbed my hand in his.

"Don't be nervous, everything will be fine." He said focus on the road.

"I hope so." I squeezed his hand. I was really anxious about tonight. Seth and his friends are cool and popular. Seth is the captan of university football club. Roman and Dean are his teammates. Charlotte, Eve and Summer Rae are cheerleaders. They are all party animals. Me on the other hand, I am the nerd one. Most of my time I spent in learning, I don't like loud parties and I am lousy drinker. Seth parked the car and we got out of the car. We stopped in front of the door and Seth look at me.

"Calm down, honey. They will be charmed by you, just like me." he hugged me and pecked our lips.

The door opened and I saw Charlotte in a short black dress.

"Seth, sweetheart welcome." She smiled at him. "Welcome to you, too, Ginger head." She said coldly. The music was too loud and the livingroom was already smoky.

"Brother, nice to see you. Who is this beautiful woman with you?" Roman smiled at me.

"I think you already know, Rebecca."

"I heard a lot about her."

"Only good things, I hope." I try to joke.

"Of course."

...

The kitchen was empty when I went for a refill. The party continued in the living room, in the dining room, throughout the house, but luckily we'd gotten to the point in the evening where everyone was just drunk enough to sit and have "deep conversations" and/or play drinking games simply because they didn't feel like getting up anymore.

I wasn't quite there yet. I stared at the array of bottles, then impulsively grabbed a shot glass and filled it with vodka. I downed it quickly. The smooth burn hit the back of my throat and I closed my eyes as I felt the warmth run through me.

Then I took another shot.

Finally I refilled my cup with Coke and Jack Daniels before heading back to the living room.

"Princess, do you like my house." I heard Charlotte's mocking tone.

"Yes, it's beautiful." I answered nervously.

"Enjoy it while you can, your fairy tail will be over soon."

"What do you mean?" I asked confused.

"Do you know where is your boyfriend?" I heard a voice behind me and turned around.

"Last time I saw him, he was with Roman and Dean, Eva." She began to giggle.

"Poor Rebecca, she thinks he is with the boys." She said to Charlotte. "If you don't give him what he needs, he would find it somewhere else."

"I don't understand you."

"He is a man and a man always want sex. So if you Miss Chaste doesn't give it to him, he would receive it from other woman. Every single woman would gladly fuck him."

"Where... where do you know that?"

"He told us himself. And right now he is with Summer at the balcony. If you don't believe me, go and check." I walk past them straight to the balcony. My heart was about to expload. He would never do this to me. He said he would wait for me.

The view in front of me was just disgusting. Seth and Summer are kissing. Her hand was on his belt. I turned around without saying a words. Tears was streaming down my face. How could I believe him. He was playing with me all this time and laught at my stupidity. I hate him.

I shut the door behind my back and went straight to my room. I quickly removed all of my make up and change my clothes. I went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, grabbing the mint-chocholate ice cream. I sat on the couch in the living room and turned on the TV. Then all of a sudden the bell rang. I opened my door and was shocked.

"Can I come in?" Seth asked me, drenched from the pour rain outside.

"Yeah..."

"You shouldn't left..."

"Seth..."

"Please listen to me. Summer kissed me. I didn't respond. This was a trap. Charlotte, Eva and Summer created it. I swear to God I pushed her away immediately. I went back to the livingroom. Roman said he heard the conversation between Charlotte and Eva. When I understand what they did to you I left the party and came here. I LOVE YOU and ONLY you."

"I love you too." I kissed him passionately. My tongue dance with his. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pull me closer. His hands traveled south and he squezzed my ass.

"You need to change your clothes. I don't want you to catch a cold."

"Okay, but I don't have any here."

"You are lucky that my brother was here last week and left some pants and T-shirts." I led him to my bedroom and handed him dry clothes. He took off his shirt and looked at me.

"Enjoy the view?" I felt myselt blushing.

"I will wait for you in the living room."

...

We were watching Tv when I decide to break the silence.

"Seth, can I ask you something?"

"Yeah." He shifted his body so he was facing me, one long leg tucked underneath him.

"Why do you like me?"

"Because..."He reached over and took my hand, gently. "You are different. You are not like all this fake people in the party early. You are honest and pure. You don't share your bed with random guys. You are beautiful outside and inside." He looked up at me and shifted a bit closer.

"Your love is something that make me realise how fucked up my life was. With you I understand what it feels like to be loved. And I hope you know how much you mean to me." He drew closer; I could feel my face flushing as he tilted his head and planted a very soft kiss on my lips.

"This..." he took my hand and placed it on his chest. "This heart is yours. It beats only for you.

He kissed me again, running his tongue gently along my bottom lip. I opened my mouth to grant him access and he slowly pushed it in as he leaned a bit further into me. I reached up, hands trembling slightly, to stroke his jawline as his kisses grew more urgent. My eyes fluttered shut as I let the sensations start to take over.

He wants me...

He stroked my hair with one hand as I lay further back into the couch, slowly unfolding my legs beneath me, and he took the opportunity to gently trace circles on my thigh.

Finally I pulled away. His lips were reddened from our kissing, his eyes slightly hooded as they locked on mine.

"I'm nervous." I said.

"I know." he said, running his hand across my cheek.

"I don't know what I'm doing."

"You leave everything to me."

"Seth, are you sure - "

"Yes." He kissed me one last time before standing up and offering me his hand. "Let's go to bed."

My fingers were tightly interlaced with his as he led me to my bedroom. He closed the door behind us and turned me to face him.

"Let's talk one more minute." he said. "I just want to make sure that everything's the way it should be."

"I'm on the Pill," I blurted out.

His eyes widened and he chuckled. "Bex, that wasn't... I mean, that's great, but I just wanted to make sure again that you're okay with this, and that you don't feel any undue pressure. We don't have to do this if you're not ready. And if you're uncomfortable, or if you change your mind, or if anything we're doing doesn't feel right... you need to tell me. We can stop at any time. Will you promise to do that for me?"

I swallowed. "Yes, I promise."

"And I don't want you to feel self-conscious or anything like that. I just want you to relax and I want you to enjoy yourself. It's your first time but it won't be your last. That's my promise to you." He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close. "Shall we begin?"

I nodded quickly, my body still shaking slightly. He ran his big hands up and down my back, occasionally stopping to knead with his fingers. His hands finally wandered down to my ass and squeezed lightly before he leaned in to kiss me again. I could smell his cologne and feel his stubble brush against my cheek as he tilted my face up to his. His tongue invaded my mouth, thrusting in and running over my lips and teeth hungrily. He began to walk me backward to the bed, his hands still working over my back, his lips trailing down and his teeth starting to nip at my neck. When my knees hit the mattress, I started.

"You're a bit jumpy," he said - again, the low tenor of his voice sending me shivering - and he smiled against my skin. "No need to be. Come, darling. Let me see you."

"Seth, I... I mean, I'm not wearing anything fancy...under..."

"Stop it," he whispered. "I think you're beautiful and sexy no matter what you're wearing."

I could feel my cheeks blushing crimson. I wasn't used to this, not any of it, and my body was rapidly spinning into sensory overload. My fingers played anxiously with the hem of my nightgown; he noticed and dropped his hands to cover mine. We both slowly drew the fabric up over my head; goosebumps appeared all over my arms as the chill air hit my exposed skin. He threw my pj into the corner and stepped back, devouring me with his gaze.

"You are magnificent." he breathed. "I want to see all of you."

He drew closer and kissed my collarbone. I slammed my eyes shut, trying to will the nerves away. Never before had I felt so completely naked, and I was still in my underwear.

He moved downwards, stroking my ribcage under my breasts and then cupping my belly. Again, I thought about how my tummy wasn't flat, how he could see stretch marks from my yo-yo dieting...

"You're so beautiful," he whispered into my skin. He got to his feet again and slowly spun me around, starting again at the top. He kissed my shoulder blades, his hands massaging the tense knots that stress and frustration had formed there long ago. He ran his hands down my sides, pausing at the smallest part of my waist before kissing my spine.

He rose to his feet and turned me to face him.

"Lie down, beautiful girl. Let me take care of you."

Hesitantly, I started to draw back the covers.

"No." he said. "On top of the blankets. I want to see you. And I want you to see us."

My body was betraying me again, trembling uncontrollably as I lay my head back on the pillow. He stripped off his t-shirt, then unzipped his jeans and took them off  with his boxers. My jaw literally dropped open when his penis sprang free.

I may have been a virgin, but I didn't live under a rock. He was huge.

"Seth, oh my God, I - "

"Bex, hold on, just trust me for a moment." He sat down next to me on the bed. I couldn't take my eyes off of his erection, bobbing in front of me, a drop of moisture starting to pool at the tip. "Look, I've been with... let's just say I haven't had a problem yet. I know what I'm doing. If you're intimidated, I get it - it's ironically a bit flattering - but in all my experiences I've yet to have an issue. Again, we can stop now, we can stop later, if at any time you're uncomfortable. But I'm asking you to trust me."

His eyes bore into mine.

"Will it hurt a lot?" I whispered.

He looked down. "Sometimes it hurts a little. Just because it's your first time. I've usually... I mean, I've heard it described as a stinging sensation. And size can be a factor, sure. But if you're well and truly ready - and I'm going to make sure you are - your body should work the way it's supposed to. Darling, trust me, the vagina is an absolutely marvelous thing." He smiled down at me. "When I'm through with you I'm going to make sure you know it. Okay?"

I nodded.

"Now, just relax, okay? Please relax. Let me do the work. This is all about you. And remember... speak up whenever you need to. Okay?"

"Okay."

He slid downwards on the bed and kneeled at my feet. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of my panties, and I let out a sharp breath as I felt him ease them down my legs before throwing them on the floor. He slowly spread my legs; I was completely exposed, my sex open to his greedy gaze. He kissed up my inner thigh and I let out a moan; God, that felt heavenly. His fingers slowly spread my outer lips and he lowered his mouth to my clit.

The sensation of his warm, rough tongue on my most intimate spot made me arch off the bed. He gently rested a forearm on my pelvis, pressing me back down, as he licked and sucked. He swirled his tongue around it and I could feel myself throb with need, wetness shooting down to my core. I felt one of his fingers tease my opening, running up and down the entrance as my arousal grew. Slowly, agonizingly, he began to push his digit inside me; the unfamiliar intrusion coupled with his continued ministrations on my clit made my entire body tingle, and my nerves and anxiety were gone, gone, melted away under his touch. I cried out when I felt him introduce another finger; he pushed a bit deeper into me and I could feel my walls stretching around him. There was a need growing within me, rising rapidly as his mouth and fingers worked on me.

This was nothing more than a dim awareness as I felt my orgasm approaching. My mouth dropped open and my hands flexed and scratched helplessly against the comforter as the wave broke over me in wonderful release. My body pulsed around his fingers, jolts of electricity continuing to run through me as it ran its course.

He had eased up, his pressure decreasing, and then he planted a final kiss on my mound before moving up my body.

"How are you feeling, Bex?"

"Seth, that was... that was fucking amazing... thank you, that was... fuck," I managed, my mind still trying to piece itself back together.

"Here. See how good you taste," he said, offering me his wet, glistening fingers. My reservations had evaporated with my orgasm; I sucked them greedily as he watched, entranced. "God, Rebecca, you're incredible."

I heaved a sigh as I licked my arousal off his hand. "Thank you, Seth."

"Are you ready to finally trade in your V-card?" he asked, a smile playing on his lips as his eyes twinkled.

"Dear God, yes." I moaned, pulling him in for a deep kiss. I could still taste myself on his lips; a musky, sensual scent hung around us, our arousals mixing together to create a heady, close atmosphere as he pressed his body to mine. He reached around and unsnapped my bra, and I stripped it off and threw it across the room, finally freeing my breasts. His cock, rock-hard and almost purple with need, pressed into my thigh; he shifted and positioned himself at my entrance, while taking one of my nipples into his mouth and sucking. He continued to take his time, pressing the tip against my still-sensitive nub and then running it up and down my slit, coating it in my wetness. I snaked my hand downward to touch it, and he winced at the unexpected sensation.

"Oh, Seth, I'm sorry, did I - "

"No - love - you're fine - just - I've got to hold it together," he said, letting out a harsh chuckle as he dropped his head to my breasts. "Just got to take some deep breaths. Can't have you pushing me over the edge too soon."

"Seth, it's okay, really, I already - "

"No. I'm going to make you come again before I finish." he said, his voice reverberating through my skin. He paused, panting, his breath coming in hot bursts against my chest, before resuming his slow tease against my entrance. Then, carefully, almost delicately, he began to push into me, his breathing ragged and his face tortured as he did so. I closed my eyes and just let myself be overcome by the sensations - discomfort, at first; that unfamiliar feeling of fullness, then, a sudden sting as he broke through my barrier. Tears sprang to my eyes, but the pain subsided quickly; soon all that was left was that aching need, like an itch that desperately needed to be scratched deep within me.

He stilled, completely seated within my sex, his breathing labored.

"Are you... okay?" he asked, through gritted teeth.

"Yes," I replied, looking up at him. "Are you?"

"God... yes... you are... magnificent," he breathed, sweat beading on his forehead as he struggled to maintain control. "So... tight... and wet..." My pelvic muscles contracted almost involuntarily and he cried out at the sudden pressure. "Oh God... okay... okay."

We stayed there for a long minute, adjusting to the feel of each other's bodies; I desperately wanted him to move, wanted to feel him thrusting into me, wanted to feel his need and desire crash into me over and over... but I'd waited this long; I could wait a moment more.

Finally he began to grind his pelvis forward before withdrawing his cock a bit and pushing back into me. His rhythm was slow at first, careful - considerate - it was obvious he didn't want to hurt me. But it felt amazing, and I wanted more. I gripped his back, digging my nails into the flesh there, and he responded by bucking his hips forward harder.

"Sorry - sorry darling - "

"Seth, it's okay, you're not hurting me... it feels good... it feels really good... please, harder..."

He began to piston his hips forward, rocking into me at greater speed, before reaching down to massage my sensitive clit once again. I threw my head back and scratched my nails down his back hard enough to leave marks; he began pounding forward, groaning in ecstasy, all while circling and rubbing my engorged nub with his talented fingers.

"Seth... oh my God, Seth, I'm going to come," I cried out.

"Yes... yes... come for me..."

One final press of his thumb against my clit and I was done for. My body clenched hard around him and released in a final, punishing wave as I screamed his name. His rhythm stuttered and he let out an animalistic growl as I felt him come within me, the hot stream of his seed coating my insides. We lay there, aftershocks running through our sweaty, sticky bodies, panting to catch our breath.

With a groan he finally pulled out of me and rolled onto his back. We stared at the ceiling, our breathing finally slowing. He grasped my hand and pulled it to his lips, planting a hot, open-mouthed kiss onto my knuckles.

"Well, this is what sex feels like. What do you think?"

"Can we do this again?" he smiled and pulled me to his chest and kissed me.

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