Authors: Elle Saint James
“Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked, hoping she wasn’t uncomfortable with the liberties he’d taken.
“I’m perfect. Absolutely fabulously amazing.”
“Regarding the mention of you experiencing only two positions. That information begs a question I really need to ask regarding how tight you are. Do you have limited experience?”
She was silent for a long count of ten. He wondered if she wasn’t going to answer him.
Finally, she pushed out a long breath and asked, “Will you be angry if I say yes?”
Fuck
.
“Were you a virgin before tonight with me?” he asked quietly. He’d hoped she had at least one teenaged backseat experience that he’d just blown away with his sexual prowess.
“Yes. You were my very first. And you were truly amazing.”
Deacon felt the blood fall from his face. “Damn. I feel like I should say I’m sorry.”
“I’m not sorry. Please don’t be sorry.”
“Okay. I’d be fibbing anyway.”
Instead of wasting time on guilt, he tightened his hug on her. “How old are you again?”
“Does it matter?”
“Only if you’re under twenty-one.”
She turned her head to gaze at him over one shoulder. “You think I’m under twenty-one, really?”
“You look very young at this particular moment. Perhaps it’s just my panic.”
“I’m twenty-eight.”
“Thank God.” He pressed a kiss to her cheek, and she turned away. He squeezed her again. “Sorry. I shouldn’t have asked. Are you mad at me now?”
“No. I should have told you about my
status
beforehand, but I was afraid you’d leave.”
“Honestly, I don’t know what I would have done. However, I do not for one second regret what just happened between us.”
“Twice.”
“Yeah.” He laughed. “Twice.”
“I want you to know that I think you are amazing. It was perfect. I chose the best man for my first time. I truly didn’t want to be a virgin any longer. You didn’t stand a chance tonight.”
“You chose me?”
“Yes.”
“Is that why you were willing to be interviewed for a job you didn’t really want?”
“Yes.”
Deacon had one other troubling matter to resolve. “What about Boyd?”
“What about him? He rescued me from a two-legged pig last night. I felt I owed him for that. I probably still do.”
“Would he have been your first lover tonight if he’d shown up, instead of me?”
Again she remained quiet for a long while. “Honestly, I don’t know. But I owe you the truth, so my answer is that it’s possible. Does that make me sound slutty?”
“No. Boyd’s a good guy. He’s my best friend. He also would have been a good choice as a first lover. But I must admit that I’m glad it was me.”
“This is a very strange conversation.” She didn’t know the half of it. He hadn’t had sex with a woman alone in quite a long while. He’d always shared with Boyd. Until tonight. There was a level of guilt, but also one of anticipation. He truly wanted Boyd to spend the night with her, too, and discover how lovely she was to be with.
“Yep. So are you done with me now?”
She turned in his arms. “It’s not like that. Not at all. I just wanted my first experience to be good one. Not rushed. Not in a backseat. Not with a stranger. But with someone I liked. Someone safe. Someone I had a huge crush on.”
“You have a huge crush on me?”
“For weeks now. I thought I was completely obvious.”
“No. At least not until yesterday. You subconsciously turned up the heat on me. I might have a crush on you, as well. The truth is, I didn’t have a job to offer you, but I really wanted to talk to you some more.”
“I wanted to fuck you after we talked. So are we good?”
“Such a potty mouth for one so young.”
“I’m not
that
young. How old are you?”
“Ancient.”
“I don’t believe it. You’re probably not even thirty yet, are you?”
“I’m thirty-six, sugar.”
“Well, you don’t look it.” Her eyes wandered down to his cock. It was unfurling, ready for round three. He wasn’t sure there would be a third round. He shouldn’t have even fucked her the second time, since it was her first experience.
“Thanks. Stop looking at my cock. It has a mind of its own, and we aren’t having sex again.”
“We’re not?”
“I shouldn’t have pressed for seconds.”
“I disagree.”
“Do you hurt?”
“No.”
“You may have some discomfort by tomorrow.”
She grinned. “So you deflower virgins regularly, do you?”
“No. You’re my first in a long time. Probably since
I
was under twenty-one.”
“I see.”
“Do you? So tell me, what’s our relationship going to be from now on, Miss Troy?”
“I want us to be friends, Mr. Wilder.”
“Call me, Deacon.”
“No. I like Mr. Wilder. Then I won’t slip the next time I see you at work. And I truly don’t want there to be any other discomfort or awkward tension the next time we see each other.”
“There won’t be from my end. I promise.”
She smiled and turned away to rest her head on the pillow.
Deacon kissed her shoulder. “So is this our only night together?”
She shrugged. “It can be.”
“But what if I’m attached to you? Are you telling me you won’t call me tomorrow? You bastard. Oh wait, being a bastard only happens if I don’t call
you
.”
A giggle came forth. “You have to understand that I have very little free time. The truth is, I don’t make time for relationships. Which is why I’d never really had one before. Hence the virginity issue. But I don’t have that issue anymore, thanks to you. I love my job, but it takes up the bulk of my life for now. And I’m not unhappy about it.”
“I understand. I’m also a workaholic. It’s also the primary reason I didn’t show up for our meeting last night. After Boyd told me what happened, I kicked myself repeatedly.”
“Why?”
“Primarily, because I put you in a bad position with that stupid drunk.”
“I’d almost forgotten that. It was nothing.”
“It was not nothing. Boyd said you were very upset.”
“No. I was furious. That’s different. I have to handle lots of
difficult
people in my job. I’m trained for it. But that stumbling fool last night caught me off guard, and I was angry at myself for not being able to kick his ass to the ground myself.”
His cock throbbed as she spoke. Her vehemence at the situation so rife and genuine he could likely pluck her wrath from the air around them. “It’s a good thing Boyd saved that guy’s ass. You obviously would have wiped the floor with him.”
“Damn straight. I hate guys that don’t take no for an answer, and I especially hate not being able to teach them better manners myself.”
She turned around completely and faced him on the bed. “I want you again.”
Fuck
. He wanted her too, but his good judgment overrode his lust. “I want you, too, but if I fuck you again, you won’t walk right tomorrow.”
“I’ll take that chance.”
“I won’t. But let me take care of you.”
“What?” The lust in her eyes shown clearly. “Take care of me? How?”
He lowered his mouth to hers and licked her lips. “With my tongue.”
Her eyes darkened with obvious lust. “Oh. Right.
That
. I liked that a lot.”
“Me, too. Let me lick and suck on you some more.” He paused for a count of three, smiled and added, “Oral sex counts as a different position, you know. That makes three. You’ll have quite the education after tonight.”
“Nothing wrong with learning new things.”
“Exactly.”
“And will you play with my ass, again?”
“If you’d like.” Deacon kissed his way from her mouth to her belly in seconds. He did a silent cheer for her desire to allow him access to her rear hole to play some more.
“I would like it very much.”
He’d almost regretted doing it without asking permission first, especially now that he knew she was previously untried, but he couldn’t help the delight of her asking him to do it once more. That meant she liked it.
“Miss Troy, would you please spread your legs so I can suck your clit until you scream?” She pushed out a long, breathy sigh. His balls tightened.
Her legs fell open. He quickly settled between her thighs and didn’t waste any time. Gathering her pussy juice on his fingers, he planted his mouth on her clit and started sucking. At the same time, he thrust two fingers into her anus.
“Oh, God, that feels amazing,” she said in a softly excited voice.
Deacon’s cock throbbed as he feasted on her exquisite clit. She tasted so fucking good. Fresh and sweet. Virginal. A dark, hard to ignore thread of conscious wound through his mind with extreme male satisfaction that he’d been the one to initiate her into sexual pleasure for her very first time. His only regret was that Boyd hadn’t been with him.
She writhed beneath him and he put all negative thoughts away. He sucked her clit harder and thrust his fingers in and out of her rear hole.
He ground his cock into her sheets, trying to keep from coming as the seductive sounds of her sexy moans floated in the air around him.
There was a faint wisp of vanilla, his favorite scent, lingering in the air, along with the pungent smell of sex. It only made him want her that much more.
She bunched a handful of sheets between her fingers at hip level. Her back suddenly arched off the bed and a sweet wail emitted from her lips. Even from her rear, he felt her pussy contract against his fingers when she came.
He stopped sucking and lapped up the excess juice that had shot out onto his chin as she came.
His cock pulsed with the desire to fuck her again, but his intellect wouldn’t allow it. He had been with experienced women who told him later that he’d fucked them raw with his big cock after only one time together. Okay. Perhaps he
did
like to brag.
Deacon moved up her body and lay down beside her. He cradled her in his arms until she stopped shuddering in delight.
After a few minutes, her hand reached out to stroke his cock. He closed his eyes and allowed her softly gripped touch to carry him further.
He wanted to come, but would not put his cock inside her again.
As if she read his mind, Jessica kissed his belly and then moved south. Jesus, God Almighty, if she put her mouth on him, he’d blow like a Chinese firecracker in a single suck.
She licked the head of his cock, and a noise escaped his throat.
“I’d like to reciprocate, but I’ve never done it before.” Their eyes met. Her luscious mouth poised over the end of his dick was a visual he’d never forget for as long as he lived.
“If you so much as put your lips around the head of my cock, I’ll likely come in your mouth after one suck. I’m weak.”
She grinned. “Do you have any further instructions for me?”
“It’s so easy.” He closed his eyes. “Grip the base of my cock with your hand and put your mouth over the rest. Suck me inside and move your tightened hand up and down.”
“Okay.” She gripped his cock one-handed at the base and slid her luscious lips over the head of him in the next second. The nirvana of her mouth covering him did make his eyes roll back in his head. He tried to watch because it was so fucking sexy, but he didn’t want to release his load in two seconds.
When she exerted more pressure by sucking on him a bit harder, a pulse of pleasure spiked from his hip bones to the end of his cock. She actually sucked on him seven or eight times before he let go and climaxed into her lovely, warm mouth.