Always and Forever (36 page)

 “That’s a good thing, right?” He teases, chuckling
softly.

“Definitely a good thing.” I smile, snuggling into him.

“Bethany, watching you come for me was unbelievably
amazing. I’ve never witnessed anything that incredible before, it was
extraordinary and I’ll never forget it. You’re sensational.”

“Jake, you’re embarrassing me.” I nuzzle against his chest,
trying to conceal how red Jake’s comments have made me.

“I’m sorry; I just want to make sure that you know how
remarkable that was for me.”

He kisses the top of my head and I lower my gaze. I notice
for the first time since my mind-blowing orgasm how hard and aroused Jake still
is.

“Let me return the favour, Jake.” I sit up with an
expectant grin on my face, no longer feeling as nervous as I was before; I’m
more comfortable with myself and being naked around Jake. He’s now seen every
single inch of me, there’s nothing left to hide.

My hand slowly wanders down his shirtless body to the top
of his boxers. I stroke my fingers over the material, causing Jake to inhale
sharply.

“Bethany.” He warns me, grabbing hold of my wrist and
preventing me from venturing underneath.

“I still want to do this, Jake. I haven’t changed my mind.”

He closes his eyes and concentrates on his breathing. He
takes deep, even breaths, as though he’s trying so hard to exert some
self-control over himself. Unfortunately for Jake, I don’t plan on making this
any easier on him.

“Baby, I’m only human. If you touch me I won’t be able to
deny you for a second longer. I’ll have to have you and it’s already taking so
much of my restraint to keep myself from throwing you on this damn bed and
fucking you like you keep begging me to.” He says, slowly releasing his hold on
my wrist.

My sex tightens by his words and the images that spring to
mind, causing me to feel emboldened and brave. I slide my hand inside his
boxers and wrap my fingers around him. I’m delighted to find that he’s warm,
big and still incredibly hard. I had no idea just how big Jake would be. I
could feel that he wasn’t small but his size is something I didn’t expect. How
the hell will he even fit inside of me? I must have frozen in place because the
next thing I know Jake’s hand is caressing my cheek. He must have noticed my
hesitation and wants to comfort me, reminding me that he’s not forcing me to do
anything.

“Bethany, its ok. If you’re not ready for this then we can
stop.”

“No, it’s fine. I just… I didn’t realise how… big it would
be.”

God, I can feel myself turning crimson, I sound like an
absolute idiot. A naive, innocent and inexperienced idiot.

 Jake smiles broadly at me, not even trying to hide
the arrogant smirk on his face.

“Maybe I should have warned you.” He jokes.

“Shut up.” I say, playfully slapping his bare chest. I’m
supposed to be seducing him, not making him laugh.

“Ok, I’m shutting up.” He laughs, holding his hands up in
surrender.

I reach for Jake again, tightening my hold around him as I
fully release him from his boxers. I somehow manage to stop myself from gasping
when I see him for the first time. I thought he looked amazing before but now…
there are no words to describe his perfection. He’s flawless. Keeping a firm
hold of him in my hand, I warily glide my tongue down the length of him and
then all the way back to the tip. When I hear a loud guttural groan from Jake,
I’m encouraged and decide to keep on going. I have absolutely no idea what I’m
doing but whatever it is Jake seems to like it. All I care about is giving him
pleasure, showing him through my actions how I truly feel about him. I enclose
my lips around him, wanting to take as much of him as I can. I repeat the
action again, sliding my tongue along his full length before closing my mouth
around the head of him. On the third time that I try this, I decide to be a
little more adventurous. I force myself to take as much of him as I can, trying
to ignore my gag reflex as much as I can. He growls deeply, placing his hand on
the back of my head. He makes sure he doesn’t apply any pressure but the fact
that it’s there is enough to turn me on. I moan softly when he strokes his
fingers through my hair, relishing in the affection behind his touch.

I lift my gaze, wanting to watch his reaction to what I’m
doing. He’s staring at me with an unyielding intensity. There’s such
conflicting emotion behind them, I’d struggle to define what they’re trying to
convey. What’s happening between us is so complex; it makes me wonder if
anything will ever be straight forward with us, or are some people just
destined to collide?

Wanting to observe his arousal again, I start to move the
hand that’s holding him up and down, keeping my grip firm. The steady rhythm in
which I’m stroking him starts to increase and I’m extremely satisfied when I
hear Jake’s breathing accelerate and feel his grasp on the back of my head
tighten. I recognise the inconceivable pleasure he’s experiencing and I can
only hope I’m giving Jake as much gratification as he provided me.

He shivers as my tongue swirls around him, sucking gently
at first before increasing the force and momentum of my movements.

“Sweetheart, you better stop now.” He brushes my hair back
from my face, keeping me still.

“Why?” I ask, slightly disappointed. Wasn’t I doing it
right? Was he just pretending to enjoy it for my sake?

“Because I don’t want this to be over yet, I want to be
inside of you when I come.”

I smile seductively, enjoying the surge of excitement the
thought of Jake releasing inside of me brings. If he’s almost close to climax
then I must have been doing something right.

I’m about to say something when Jake lunges towards me, his
lips collide with my own, sucking my bottom lip into his mouth. The heat between
us is out of this world. It’s crazy, destructive and earth shatteringly
addictive, to the point where I never want to be without it again. 

“I love you, Jake.” I moan, wanting the whole world to know
my remarkable feelings for this man.

My words are his undoing. He grabs hold of my thighs,
wrapping them around his waist and presses his impressive, imposing length
against me. The feel of him sliding against my slick folds is sensational.

“You’re sure?” He asks, tearing himself away from me. He
gazes into my eyes, searching for the smallest flicker of doubt or uncertainty.

“I’m sure, Jake. Please don’t make me wait a moment
longer.”

Jake doesn’t even hesitate; he quickly flips me over onto
my back before lowering his body onto mine. He’s so strong and athletic; he
could easily crush me if he weren’t supporting his weight like he is. His touch
is extremely soft and tender, as though I’m fragile and could be easily broken.

I keep my eyes firmly locked on his; the connection between
us is beyond anything I can describe.

“Baby, I want to try and make this as pleasurable for you
as I can. I need you to promise me that you’ll say if you’re uncomfortable or
if it’s hurting too much, ok? If you want me to stop, I will. This means
everything to me and I’ll take care of you, I promise.”

I nod, acknowledging his request.

“I trust you.”

“Good. Now relax these.” He gently nudges one of my thighs
which I realise I’ve been keeping rigid and tense. I let them fall open, making
room for Jake to settle in-between them.  

His hand travels down my body, stroking my skin like silk.
He stops when he reaches his intended destination, his thumb circling my clit
in soothing circles. He knows exactly how to tease me, increasing his pace
until I’m writhing beneath him, at his mercy and begging him to continue. My
hips automatically join in with the sensual rhythm he’s created. I’m so lost to
the inexplicable sensations; I’m taken by complete surprise when my pleasure is
quickly replaced by a sharp, burning pain. I flinch, instantly pulled out of my
carnal state. Jake stops, instantly aware of my unease.

“I’m sorry.” I mumble pathetically, despising myself for
being so weak.

“Are you ok? Did I hurt you?” He asks with a voice full of
concern.

“I’m fine.” I lie, trying to rid myself of the anxiety
that’s trying to take hold.

I comfort myself with the knowledge that after the initial
pain and discomfort, Jake and I will be inextricably intertwined. Our
connection will never be broken, we will always share this.

My hands curl into fists, grabbing the material beneath me
as I start to feel Jake slowly edging his way inside of me. More than anything
I want my body to accommodate him, I don’t want there to be any barrier between
us. He continues to stroke me and once again I find myself responding to him.
He’s already brought me so close to a second climax; it won’t take much for me
to reach that stage again.

“Fuck, you feel amazing, Bethany.” He groans, gently
rocking back and forth on top of me. “You like it when I talk to you like this?”
He asks, his voice dripping with sexuality.

 God, I love the sound of his voice, especially when
he’s describing how I feel to him. A satisfied moan escapes my lips, revealing
the true extent of his stimulation.

“Yes.” I answer him, trailing my fingernails down his back.

“I want you to come again, Bethany. Do you think you can do
that? I love watching you come for me.”

I feel myself relaxing as he coaxes me into submission. His
thumb continues to caress my most sensitive spot as he presses himself against
my entrance. He carefully begins to press against me but once again, I can feel
my body trying to resist him. He persists, nudging inside of me with so much
caution. He really meant what he said when he told me he would try his best not
to hurt me.

I’m starting to think there’s no way he’s going to be able
to fit when the burning sensation returns. This time its ten times worse and I
realise he’s now inside of me. I clench myself around him, resulting in a loud
groan from Jake. His arms are still supporting his weight above me and the
restraint he is exerting over himself is nothing short of incredible. I know
how difficult this must be for him, when every single one of his instincts must
be screaming at him to plunge all the way inside. However, he wants this to be
memorable and forever meaningful for me and he’s willing to make that sacrifice
to make this special for me.

I decide to be bold and experiment by moving my hips. The
motion helps Jake to slide another inch of himself inside. God, I don’t know how
I’ll be able to take all of him, he’s so big and I’m so tiny. Why does this
have to hurt so much? I want to be experiencing the wondrous pleasure that Jake
is and I can’t help but why all of this pain has to come with losing my
virginity?

Jake’s eyes remain focused on mine, staring steadily and
intently into them. He’s studying my facial expressions for any sign of unease
or discomfort and the connection this makes me feel for him is so heartfelt and
profound. I don’t think I will ever recover from this boy and what he does to
me.

I close my eyes, losing myself to the new and remarkable
excitement of having Jake penetrate me. The initial pain I first felt has
somewhat subsided and it’s now being replaced by something different. My
euphoric elation successfully overrides any unpleasantness I might have felt.

“You’re so fucking
tight
.” Jake mutters strenuously.

 I sense the heat rising in my cheeks and I’m grateful
Jake can no longer witness my crimson face. His face is now tucked into my shoulder,
intensifying the sensation of his ragged breathing against my damp skin.

“Don’t stop, Jake.” I implore him when he starts to slow
down his movements.

“Bethany, there are no words to describe how beautiful you feel.”
He pants breathlessly, running his tongue against the moistened skin of my
shoulder.

We’re damp and sweaty but it only heightens the level of
intimacy between us and increases the urgency of moment. Feeling emboldened, I
decide to confess my most ardent desire, hoping Jake won’t think I’m too
forward or ridiculous.

“Jake, I want you to come inside me.” I whisper, swirling
my tongue against the outer shell of his ear.

My request seems to tip him over the edge, making him
plunge so deeply inside. I moan loudly, a mixture of fulfilment and pain.

“Shit, I’m sorry. Did I hurt you?”

I vehemently shake my head, wanting Jake to take what he
needs from me, something I’m more than willing to give.