One Curvy Night

Chapter 4: Where we agree

The Perfect Man's PoV

           

I had been too far gone when I broke her virginity to stop, but that hadn't stopped me from noticing, nor did it stop a bizarre satisfaction of male pride to fill my body. She was now fully and truly mine, and there was no way I would let her go. She was after all my first virgin, and I had never thought I would experience such a fulfilment from knowing that this girl had never had anyone inside her before, that I was the first to touch her in such an intimidating way. I licked her neck before capturing her lips again, as she avoided to answer me. She was many of my firsts too. Maybe it would help her feel less embarrassed if she knew. And she was embarrassed, judging by that charming blush spreading from her face down to her lovely breasts.

"You are many firsts for me too, you know." I mumbled along her skin, and she turned to look with surprise at me.

"You were a virgin?"

"No, my darling." I gave a deep laugh. "But I have never wanted anyone as much as I want you. You intimidate me with how much you causes me to feel. No girl has ever made me feel the way you make me feel." I kissed her jaw as she took a deep breath.

"You gave me my first kiss, you know." She mumbled, and again deep male satisfaction filled me.

"You are the first girl I have ever brought to my apartment." I whispered against her jaw. She was also my first shy girl, as I tended to take girls that came onto me without shame.

She smiled softly as she stretched out her curvy limps next to me.

"You're the first man to show any interest in me." The smile dropped. "Kinda sad to think of it that way."

"What way?" I mumbled, distracted by her dark dusty rose buds lowering and moving with every breath she took.

"That the first man who showed me the smallest amount of interest, I jump into bed with without a second thought." She gave a tiny shrug.

"Oh, I'm not the first man to show interest, believe you me." I rose up above her, capturing her between my arms. "And I showed no amount of small interest. I rather pressed you into coming with me."

She smiled up at me, causing me to lose my breath for a second.

"That's probably just what I needed." She mumbled as her hands trailed up my arms before reaching around my waist, moving me between her tights. "I can think of a few more thinks I want you to press me into doing."

"Sweetheart?" I mumbled into her hair a few hours before the streets were going to wake up. The sky was turning a lighter hue of grey, and the warm body enclosed in my arms were trying to detangle herself from the bed. And my embrace.

"I really need to leave." She muttered, softly falling back into my arms as she realised struggling was useless.

"Why, darling? You feel perfect here." I tightened my arms around her as she gave a deep sigh, her eyelids dropping. I had worn her out, and for a minute I was afraid I had hurt her with my passion. She had after all been a virgin until yesterday night, and she would surely be sore. That hadn't stopped her enthusiasm for the activities of the bedroom, to be sure.

"I need to go home." She mumbled even as she was falling asleep again.

"Of course you do." I whispered soothingly. She snuggled closer to me, and I felt my body stir at her closeness. Her body was mouth-watering, and it surprised me a little, as I had never considered a girl with extra curves before. Now, I couldn't imagine touching any other body but Sable's. Couldn't imagine taking another body underneath mine, to drive hard into a body that didn't have Sable's breasts swaying with every thrust I made. Being able to grab that delicious behind in a steady grip, or feel her voluptuous breast caress my chest. Someone I was able to suck and kiss and lick with heavy fondling. Someone I was going to pleasure in every way possible, and was able to take my hard loving as well as my softer touches.