“I love you,” Liam whispered in my ear as we walked in my apartment door.
I blushed and smiled. “I love you too.”
We had been dating for almost a year now, and I decided I was ready to have sex with him. He always knew I was a virgin, and he never ever pushed me, in fact, he was usually the one that stopped things before they got to far. But I’d been thinking about it, and I knew he loved me and I loved him, and it was just something special and I wanted to lose it to him. I was just really awkward at this sort of thing, and I didn’t know how to start.
“Do you want to watch a movie, love?” Liam asked.
I nodded, “Yeah, you pick whatever you want, I’m going to go change real quick.” I went to my room, and put on my black lace panties and bra. I felt so stupid, but there was no way I was going to blush through this. I wanted it to happen. I put on some shorts and a tank top, and I tied my hair back, and went back into the living room. Liam had taken his belt off, and he’d taken off his button down shirt, so he was just wearing his t-shirt and slacks. He smiled when I sat down next to him and he put his arm around me. I curled into his chest and tried to focus on the movie, but I really couldn’t.
I looked up at Liam, and he smiled that adorable smile at me. “I love you,” he mouthed.
I got a sudden burst of confidence, and I straddled him, and I pressed my lips to his. I could feel him smile into the kiss, and I could tell he had no idea where I wanted this to go. One of his hands found their way to my waist where he held me tightly to him, and his other hand wrapped in my hair. I bit at his lip, and he gave me entry, before he took dominance of the kiss. We had a heated make-out session and I was getting turned on, and I could feel him slowly getting hard beneath me. He pulled away, but I didn’t stop. I kissed down his cheek and his jaw, down his neck, and back up again.
He groaned, and he was getting harder fast. “Babe, we need to stop,” he panted.
I looked him dead in the eyes, and I shook my head. “Liam, I’m ready.”
His eyes grew wide for a second, “Are you sure? No, I don’t want to pressure you.”
I laughed, “I’m pretty sure I’m the one straddling you right now, telling you that I’m ready. You’re not pressuring me, love.”
He sighed as he gave in, and he kissed me softly, but passionately. He kissed my neck and shoulder. I felt his arms tighten around me and he whispered in my ear. “Hold on tight.” I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me over to my bedroom. I was a lot less nervous that I thought I’d be, but I think that was just because I knew I loved him, and it was right.
He carefully laid me down on the bed, trailing light kisses down my shoulder, and my collarbone. His hands found the hem of my tank top, and he tentatively played with it, like he was debating whether we really should be doing this. I pulled his lips to mine, and His hands ran up under my shirt, feeling my body, leaving shivers everywhere he touched. He was on his knees, straddling me, so I carefully pushed him up while we were still kissing, so we were both on our knees on the bed. He carefully lifted my tank top over my head, and he trailed his kisses down my collarbone again.
My hands found his shirt, and I took it off much quicker than he had, and I kissed his neck, down his shoulder. I knew he had a great body, I’d seen it so many times, but seeing it now was so much different. He really was mine, just as much as I was his. He laid me back down again and he trailed soft kisses down my chest, and my stomach. I leaned my head back, feeling myself getting wetter by the second. I felt his tongue trail back up my body, and his hands slipped under my back to take my bra off. I arched my back to help him, and he slipped it off with ease. He kissed my breasts and my nipples grew hard as he licked and sucked at them.
“Mmmm, Liam,” I moaned. He kissed my lips again, and my hands found their way to his pants, where I unbuttoned them, and did the zipper and I slid them off him. He pressed his body against mine, and I could feel his hard length through his boxers. His hands made their way to my shorts, and I bucked my hips up to make it easier for him to slid them off.
He groaned when he saw that they matched my bra, and I smirked when I saw his boxers twitch. My hands found their way to his waistband, and his breathing started picking up as I slid them off. My fingers found their way to his hard dick, and I used his pre-cum to help me jerk him off. I pushed him down on the bed so I was on top and his hands found their way to my thighs where he held me tightly while I jerked him off.
“Oh, babe, mmm,” he moaned, and I smiled, glad he felt good. He suddenly flipped me over, and he trailed hard kisses down my body, and he took my panties off. His fingers found their way to my folds, and he slowly slipped one in. I was surprised, because it really didn’t hurt- yet. He kissed my neck softly as he slipped a second finger in, and I winced a little. “Relax,” he breathed into my neck, and I did. He moved his fingers a little, and it felt good.
“Liam,” I panted. I kept moaning as he moved his fingers faster and deeper.
He slowly slipped a third finger in, and I tried not to make any sounds of pain, but I wrapped my hands around his biceps, and I squeezed them tightly. “Sorry, babe,” he said.
I didn’t say anything, but after a minute, I adjusted and I shifted my hips a little, and he moved his fingers again. I moaned as he moved them fast, in and out, making me more wet. “Oh god, Liam,” I panted. He kissed my forehead, and he sat up on his knees, as he slipped his fingers out. They were wet, and he used that to lube himself up, making it easier for him to go inside of me.
“Are you sure, love?” He asked. I nodded in response. I grabbed a fistful of sheets, but his hand found mine, as he entwined our fingers. The gesture made me relax, which made it easier for him. He used his other hand and he slowly rubbed the tip of his dick against my folds, and he finally pressed the tip into my entrance. I tensed up, and held his hand tightly, trying to keep the tears from my eyes. His thumb rubbed my hand soothingly in apology, and I know he felt bad. “Do you want me to stop?” he asked.
I shook my head, and he shifted in a little more. After a few minutes, he was fully inside of me, and I had finally adjusted to him. He started moving his hips slowly, and the friction felt really good. I moaned, and he picked up speed, going faster. One hand found my hip, and he angled them up, and he thrusted deeper in me, and I felt him hit a bundle of nerves that felt so good I couldn’t help but to scream. “Oh, fuck, Liam,” I panted as he hit it again. He went faster and harder, hitting that spot every time, making constant moans and curses fly from my mouth.
“Fuck, babe, you feel so good,” he panted, and I noticed he was sweating too. I took in the sounds of our skin slapping together, and out moans and grunts of pleasure, and I felt my walls twitch and I knew I was close.
“Liam, I’m so close,” I panted.
“Mmmm, fuck, me too,” He groaned, and I felt him release inside of me as his thrusts became sloppy. He pounded in me, hitting my spot one more time, before I screamed and released around him. He panted and leaned down to kiss my forehead before he slipped out and collapsed on the bed next to me. We laid side by side for a few minutes, coming down from our highs. After a minute, his hand found mine, and he entwined out fingers, and he brought my hand to his mouth so he could kiss it.
“I love you,” he said.
I smiled and rolled over so my head was resting on his chest. He smiled as his arm found my waist and he held me tightly to him. I kissed his chest softly, and looked him in the eyes. “I love you too.” He kissed my lips one more time, before we both drifted off to sleep together.
