Page 10 of Their Virgin Valentine

RYAN

Sharing isn’t something I’ve ever been good at. I never had a lot growing up that I could call mine, so whatever was mine, was mine and that’s it. I made sure no one got to have it, but me. The only exception to that rule was Javier. Javier and I have shared everything for as long as I can remember. The first time Javier handed me a chocolate chip cookie at lunchtime in the first grade was just the start. Both of our moms were single and trying to make it, but Javier’s mom always made sure to send him to school with a special snack. She was a far better mother than my own, who was more concerned with drowning her sorrows in a bottle than taking care of me. Anyway, we were six and cookies were important. He handed one of his over and ever since he’s the only person I’ve ever shared anything with. Sounds stupid, and logically I get it, but it’s how my brain is wired. Javier is not only my best friend, he’s my brother, I’d give him anything.

Up until the time I realized Sophia was the woman I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, I never thought I’d get married and have kids, do that whole white picket fence deal. Sophia changed everything for me. Sophia has always been special. It’s all in how she looks at the world and the kindness she shows everyone. For the first time since I was six years old, I worried what this would mean for my friendship with Javier. I’d let him have her, but would I be able to stand on the sidelines and watch?

I wasn’t surprised when I figured out he wanted Sophia too, around the same time that I did. It was me that brought up the idea of sharing her, loving her together. I could see it in his eyes, the man who shared everything with me didn’t know if he could share her. I understood. Fuck everybody else and their preconceived notions on what couples should be, neither of us cared, but the idea that we would be sharing her heart was big. I told him to think about it, we didn’t need to come to a decision yet. After a couple of weeks of talking out what this would mean for us, and how it would change our lives, Javier was onboard. We never truly knew what it would mean though, until now.

When I got up this morning they were sleeping peacefully. I wasn’t going to take that away from them. I went on my run and while I was gone, I thought a lot about last night. I got home and heard them upstairs. My dick was hard in an instant and I wanted to join them, but I didn’t. I held back and gave them their time. Our relationship, just like any, is going to have a learning curve. There’s going to be times when we’re all together, but then there will also be times when we have our own time with her. Sharing one woman will be the ultimate test, and I pray it doesn’t ruin the one solid relationship I’ve had in my life.

I put Sophia down in my bathroom and turn the shower on as hot as it will go. I turn to her and immediately peel off the shirt she’s wearing. I gave it to her last night when she was trying to figure out what to sleep in. I pull my own shirt over my head and toss it, before dropping my shorts and kicking out of my socks. Standing before me is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, clad in white panties.

Her eyes drop from my face to my chest where her name is tattooed over my heart. Her delicate finger traces over the script and she looks up at me in wonder. “You have one too?”

“Of course, I do. Do you like it?”

She nods and I step closer to her so that her pert breasts rub against my chest and my hard dick presses against her belly. It sure is freeing to finally show her how I really feel. Leaning down, I kiss her. The kiss starts out slow but quickly turns into something lit with passion. With one hand wrapped around her waist, I dip my other into her panties and moan when I touch her slick pussy. “You’re so wet, princess.”

“Yesss,” she hisses, as I stroke her pussy and push two fingers inside her.

I thrust my fingers in and out of her wet pussy, while rubbing her clit with the pad of my thumb. V was right last night when he said she was tight. We’ll need to be careful to not hurt her when we finally take her cherry. I drop to my knees, pulling her panties down her legs as I go. “Hold on to something, I don’t want you to fall,” I tell her.

She gives me a questioning look but rests her hand against the wall. Kissing up her thigh, I grab her ankle and help her to lay it over my shoulder before I part her pussy lips with two fingers and run my tongue up her middle.

“I’ll never get tired of tasting you, princess.” I groan then suck her puffy clit into my mouth.

She cries out in pleasure and I release it before doing it again and thrusting two fingers into her. With Sophia leaning against the wall, I hold onto her hip with one hand, keeping her steady and devouring her pussy.

“I’m close,” She moans.

I rub a spot inside her and she arches her back and moans loudly. “Oh god. Fuck.” She cries. I rub the spot again and her pussy contracts around my fingers. There it is. “Right there, don’t stop Ryan.” She moans, riding my fingers and chasing that high. I push my fingers in and out of her, rubbing the spot that’s making her crazy and she shatters, her girl cum covers my fingers and drips down my wrist.

Slowly, I pull my fingers out of her causing her to shiver and I suck them into my mouth. She gasps when she sees what I’ve done. Good, I want her to know that I’ll always need more of her.

I stand and pull her to my lips, kissing her deeply.

“Time to get cleaned up you dirty girl,” I say and kiss her forehead.

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