Page 32 of Sweet Spot

Chapter Twenty-Three

Macy

My heart sputteredlike the wings of a hummingbird as I watched Chase roll the condom along his erection. I shouldn't have been surprised that it was magnificent, thick and glistening. It was Chase, after all. He was magnificent from head to toe. The size of his cock made me shudder both with some trepidation and with a thrill that warmed my entire body.

Chase lowered himself down over me and nestled his legs between mine. I spread my thighs farther to accommodate him and gasped when the hard length of his cock rested against the mound of my pussy. He leaned on his elbows and took my face in his hands as he kissed me. It started with soft, soothing kisses. Slowly, his tongue slipped deeper and I parted my lips farther. Just seeing him naked and gloriously erect had begun a pool of moisture in my pussy, and his kisses only made me wetter.

He shifted and I was sure this was it. I'd imagined it so many times and had heard so many accounts of the first time being a painful disappointment. I had mentally prepared myself for that. I shut my eyes and waited.

Chase caught my comical display of cowardice. I felt his lips curl as he smiled against my mouth. "Macy, relax. Besides, with the way I've been thinking about this night and day, it feels like my first time too."

I giggled. "Said the notorious playboy, Chase England."

He lifted his face and stared down at me with a lift of his brow.

"Really, have you ever Googled your name?"

"I try to avoid it." He lowered his mouth to mine again. "Now focus." He rolled onto his side. "And by focus, I mean right here between your legs." His fingers pushed between the folds of my pussy, and he groaned appreciatively when he felt the hot moisture. "See, darlin', that's what I call focus."

His thumb rubbed my clit, a nub of flesh that I had never considered much but that I now realized was very close to the center of the universe in a woman's body, and Chase knew how to rule that universe with just a flick of his thumb.

Instantly, his touch made my pussy clench in jealousy. It needed attention too. I closed my eyes and a moan followed. I tightened my bottom and pushed my hips higher, pleading with Chase. He complied. He slid his finger deep inside of me and used my clit to charge up the sensations that were now overwhelming my pussy. Each second brought me closer to climax.

I opened my eyes, his eyes were glazed with passion. "But, Chase, I thought you were going to—"

"Shh, concentrate my pure little sugar coated angel. I want you to come first. It's not easy the first time, and I don't want you to miss out."

Seconds later, my head pushed back into the pillow and my body arched to absorb the hot vibrations that shuddered through my pussy and body. Before I could catch my breath, Chase's hard long body covered me. Again, he took my face in his hands and he kissed me lightly. My pussy still trembled with pleasure as the wide, fleshy tip of his cock ran along the folds and then gently pushed inside of me. It felt as if every muscle in Chase's body was tight with tension. That was when I understood what was happening. He was holding himself back, absorbing the agony all on his own, trying hard not to overwhelm me.

"Chase," I whispered, "I'm not breakable. I want this. I want you."

He lifted his mouth from mine and gazed down at my face, analyzing my reaction as he penetrated me inch by inch. God, he was huge. It seemed I would be stretched to capacity, and the idea of that, of Chase filling every inch of me, caused me to mewl in pleasure.

Chase stopped. "Did I hurt you?"

I couldn't help but smile. I curled my arm around his neck and brought his face down to mine. "Quite the opposite. I'm glad I didn't go with the beginner's kit. The advanced kit is working out just fine." I held him tightly with my arms as he pushed inside. A tiny sharp pain made me flinch but then it was just pure satisfaction. The emotional and physical charge I felt from knowing that our bodies were locked together in the most natural erotic connection on earth made me understand that I hadn't just been missing out on the fun of intimate pleasure. I had been missing out on that emotionally fulfilling connection too. But then would I have even had a connection with Trevor? I somehow doubted it.

I placed my feet on the mattress to bring up my knees. Chase pushed one hand beneath my bottom, holding me firmly as he pumped his cock inside of me. Tender rippling waves, left behind by my orgasm, seemed to renew themselves as Chase filled me again and again.

"Fuck, Macy, you're so tight, so beautifully tight." He moved a little harder and faster, no longer holding back as much. It seemed he'd passed that same place, that point of no return that he had so deftly introduced me to. The muscles in his back hardened and tensed under my fingers as he pushed inside of me once more. A low guttural sound between a groan and a grunt sounded in his throat, and he closed his eyes as he came.

He lowered his mouth to mine as the tension flowed out of his body and his breathing slowed. He rested down next to me and pulled me to him.

I snuggled my nose into his chest, breathing in his manly scent.

He rubbed his chin on the top of my head and tightened his arms around me. "How are you feeling?"

I lifted my face and looked at him. "Complete. And a little underwhelmed."

"Oh, sorry."

"No, jeez, sometimes my word choice baffles me. I mean so many of my girlfriends warned me that it was painful and unpleasant and just altogether kind of boring. I'm underwhelmed about that because it was only a split second of pain, not at all unpleasant and I wasn't bored. Not even for a second. Of course, none of them had Chase England for their first experience." I ran my fingers along his strong jaw. "Or at least I don't think they did. But if the first three entries on Google are correct, I suppose it's mathematically possible."

"A lot of exaggeration, I promise. Click bait is only successful if things are grossly overstated."

I laughed. "I know. I'm kidding you. Was I your first virgin?" I asked.

He slid his chin back and forth in thought. "Huh, now that you bring it up, yeah, you are. I lost my virginity when I was fifteen with the neighbor's babysitter. She was seventeen and knew what the heck she was doing, so I'm pretty sure she wasn't a virgin. Wait, no I take it back. My first real girlfriend in high school was a virgin. But since I didn't really know what the hell I was doing, she might just still be one. Not completely sure if everything connected right. We broke up the next morning. Her idea. I couldn't blame her for that. I was a clumsy clod in the backseat of my dad's car."

"Then how are you feeling?" I asked, cuddling closer.

He squeezed me in his arms. "Like a teenager, but far less clumsy."

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