Teach Me [COMPLETED✔]

21

Aspen 

"If you don't stop. I'm going to fuck you," Chris rasped. My eyes widened at his choice of words, but that's what I knew would happen. Maybe 'fuck' wasn't exactly what I wanted, but it was something. At least just to feel him, to finally discover all the aspects of sex with Chris.

As an answer I push myself deeper into him, not knowing exactly what I was doing but the warm sensation was spreading aching with the need to release. I expected him to pounce on me, to shed every piece of clothing but the restrain he had was big. 

Grey eyes watched my every move, searching mine. "What do you want?" Words pushed, quivering with a tightness that made my stomach clench. 

The answer was the same, "Everything." 

Chris swallowed, eyes becoming darker. A shiver running up my spine as he pulled me closer, pressing his forehead against mine. "Say it," he whispered roughly, almost gasping at it. 

Every word I could say sounded filthy, but what I was asking was exactly that. Sin filled with pure lust. I knew that this wasn't love, "Fuck me," I murmured softly. 

Shaking fingers moved my shorts out of the way, pushing them down my legs. Chris pulling out his length out his boxers, the swell pressing against my inner thigh. Two seconds and Chris gripped my hips, my eyes widening. Not because I wasn't prepared, I was. My pussy ached, wet with anticipation of this. But that flash in his eyes, that grip he had on me made me quiver. 

With a grunt Chris had brought me down on him, pain surging through my body. A sob escaping me as I felt it go even deeper, Chris hands still bringing me down. Breaking down that wall, my pussy clenched as it felt it. 

This wasn't love, this was pure fucking. No soft caress as I had wanted it to be, no softness as I wished my first time to be. But pure need, I wasn't complaining. Not as I had asked for this, but because the pain and position wasn't what I had looked forward to. 

"I'm sorry," Chris murmured softly, remembering what I was- or wasn't anymore. I still felt him but the grip on my hips had softened, Chris holding me a little to stop me from sliding in more. 

"I'm sorry-" his fingers flexed against my hip- "Breath." I took in a deep breath, letting out the pain. Focusing solely on what we were doing, feeling the emptiness and fullness in me. It felt as if I couldn't take anymore in, but I knew there was more. The length of him, I could not compare but the struggle I had had to take him in my mouth had been great. 

Still I moved, trying to ease the pain. Wanting for it to ease. But stopped as Chris grunted, "Don't move like that," he said.

"Hurts," I answer, barely able to squeeze out the words. I knew it would hurt, but this much? He had already had his fingers inside of me, it shouldn't have been such a big deal. To adjust but it was, Chris was big. Or so I think, there really wasn't much for me to compare it with. I wasn't that small, nor was he bulky but there was definitely that size difference between us. 

"I know. It'll be gone in a few seconds." His thumb moved slowly across my hip, drawing circles as he waited for me. I counted down from ten, letting the pain wash over me. Letting my body adjust to him, recovering from the way he had slid in. His voice coaxing away the pain, reassuring me I was fine. 

Slowly the pain faded away, my hands moving to grip Chris's shoulder. My legs shook as I slid down him, pushing in deeper in me. Inch by inch I took him in, breath hitching with every second. Chris letting me do this, only holding my back so I wouldn't fall off his lap. 

I swallowed when I knew there wasn't anymore to take in, a small smile making its way to my lips. All of it, I had it all. Slowly I rose my hips, moving up and down. My back arching as I started getting the groove of the feeling, "Just like that," Chris muttered approvingly, gripping my hips. His breath hot against my bare skin, fingers holding me tightly.