him a small kiss. It wasn't long before the kiss was still going for minutes at a time. I felt has hands along my jaw and neckline, they moved down to my sides and hips. Everywhere he touched he left a trail of fire on my skin. He abruptly pulled away and I looked at him questioningly.
"I need to stop while I have the will-power. You're amazingly beautiful Madison. Trust me." He laid his head on my chest and hugged me tight.
"Connor..." My voice was soft, I was surprised it even came out at all. I felt myself growing cold, but I had made my decision.
He just looked up at me and waited for me to saw what I wanted.
"I don't want you to stop. I want to get it over with. I want to be with you so that all I remember is you were the last one I was with."
HIs eyes went sad and my heart pulled. "Madison, I don't care about that. I'm happy here with you."
"No, Connor. I've thought about the moment that I would have to tell someone that story. I've thought about it for years. I got it out and now you know. Now I want to stop wondering what it's going to be like to be with someone who appreciates every moment of being with me. I don't want to wonder anymore." I didn't know if I made sense. I knew that I loved Connor. I knew that I wanted to have sex with him. But this time wouldn't be it for me. I wanted to get this time out of the way, almost like a cleansing.
His eyes were still sad and unsure.
I got off the couch and grabbed his hand. I pulled it until he stood and dragged him down the hallway behind me. I sat on the bed and scooted back to lay with my head on the pillows.
"Madison, I don't want to hurt you. I'm scared you've been through enough today."
"Connor, please." I pleaded with him. He couldn't understand why this was so important to me. "I just need you to trust me."
He climbed on the bed and laid next to me. "With my life Madison."
I took that as my cue that he was agreeing. I leaned in and kissed him. I closed my eyes tight and kissed him with every ounce of love, fear, worry, admiration and joy I was feeling at the moment. It wasn't long before he started taking my clothes off as well as his own. After he took his T-Shirt off I ran my hands over his back. Had it been only this morning that I had seen him come from the bathroom looking like a Greek God? His skin was smooth and soft and warm and I loved feeling his strong muscles.
He leaned down and kissed my stomach as he lifted my shirt and pulled it over my head. His lips seemed to be everywhere, between my breasts, down my stomach, at the waistband of my jeans. He unbuttoned my jeans and kissed where the button had been. He backed up and slid them off of me. He smiled down at me. "You're absolutely beautiful."
I pulled him down to kiss him again. My hands were at the button of his jeans. I unsnapped it and I heard Connor moan against my lips. I slowly slid down the zipper and he quickly slid them off. I pulled Connor down on me. He looked at me and brushed my hair back.
"Are you sure?" He was serious and thoughtful as he waited for my answer. I nodded and he kissed me again while he slid off his boxers and my panties.
He pulled a small square package from his bedside table and opened it, sliding it on.
"Are you ready?" I nodded again, this time less sure. My chest felt heavy and my pulse was going crazy. Both from Connor's nearness and because I knew that I had to hold on, for Connor's sake.
I closed my eyes tight as I felt him position himself and slowly enter me. I accidentally let a small whimper escape and Connor stopped.
Without opening my eyes I told him to keep going. I pulled Connor close and rested my cheek against his as he moved in and out of me. His pace increased as did his breathing. A few minutes later I felt him tense against me and heard him moan. I kissed him hard and rested my body against the mattress. Connor got up and went in the bathroom to dispose of the foil package and it's now used contents.
WHile he was
"I need to stop while I have the will-power. You're amazingly beautiful Madison. Trust me." He laid his head on my chest and hugged me tight.
"Connor..." My voice was soft, I was surprised it even came out at all. I felt myself growing cold, but I had made my decision.
He just looked up at me and waited for me to saw what I wanted.
"I don't want you to stop. I want to get it over with. I want to be with you so that all I remember is you were the last one I was with."
HIs eyes went sad and my heart pulled. "Madison, I don't care about that. I'm happy here with you."
"No, Connor. I've thought about the moment that I would have to tell someone that story. I've thought about it for years. I got it out and now you know. Now I want to stop wondering what it's going to be like to be with someone who appreciates every moment of being with me. I don't want to wonder anymore." I didn't know if I made sense. I knew that I loved Connor. I knew that I wanted to have sex with him. But this time wouldn't be it for me. I wanted to get this time out of the way, almost like a cleansing.
His eyes were still sad and unsure.
I got off the couch and grabbed his hand. I pulled it until he stood and dragged him down the hallway behind me. I sat on the bed and scooted back to lay with my head on the pillows.
"Madison, I don't want to hurt you. I'm scared you've been through enough today."
"Connor, please." I pleaded with him. He couldn't understand why this was so important to me. "I just need you to trust me."
He climbed on the bed and laid next to me. "With my life Madison."
I took that as my cue that he was agreeing. I leaned in and kissed him. I closed my eyes tight and kissed him with every ounce of love, fear, worry, admiration and joy I was feeling at the moment. It wasn't long before he started taking my clothes off as well as his own. After he took his T-Shirt off I ran my hands over his back. Had it been only this morning that I had seen him come from the bathroom looking like a Greek God? His skin was smooth and soft and warm and I loved feeling his strong muscles.
He leaned down and kissed my stomach as he lifted my shirt and pulled it over my head. His lips seemed to be everywhere, between my breasts, down my stomach, at the waistband of my jeans. He unbuttoned my jeans and kissed where the button had been. He backed up and slid them off of me. He smiled down at me. "You're absolutely beautiful."
I pulled him down to kiss him again. My hands were at the button of his jeans. I unsnapped it and I heard Connor moan against my lips. I slowly slid down the zipper and he quickly slid them off. I pulled Connor down on me. He looked at me and brushed my hair back.
"Are you sure?" He was serious and thoughtful as he waited for my answer. I nodded and he kissed me again while he slid off his boxers and my panties.
He pulled a small square package from his bedside table and opened it, sliding it on.
"Are you ready?" I nodded again, this time less sure. My chest felt heavy and my pulse was going crazy. Both from Connor's nearness and because I knew that I had to hold on, for Connor's sake.
I closed my eyes tight as I felt him position himself and slowly enter me. I accidentally let a small whimper escape and Connor stopped.
Without opening my eyes I told him to keep going. I pulled Connor close and rested my cheek against his as he moved in and out of me. His pace increased as did his breathing. A few minutes later I felt him tense against me and heard him moan. I kissed him hard and rested my body against the mattress. Connor got up and went in the bathroom to dispose of the foil package and it's now used contents.
WHile he was
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