Page 47 of On Broken Wings

“Oh god,” I cried as he held me tighter to him.

“I’m gonna show you what being with someone is really about. It’s a joint effort where both parties have pleasure, and pain shouldn’t be in the equation unless it’s requested.” His finger slipped inside me, and my knees went weak, almost giving out. “I’ve got you.” He thrust it deeper as a second finger joined the assault.

“Evan!” I all but screamed as my eyes flew open. All this time they were closed, and I wasn’t paying attention to anything except the way he was making me feel. Now with them open, I could see what he saw. He’d maneuvered us in front of my mirror, and was watching himself pleasure me.

“Do you see what I see?” He pulled his hand back slightly as he dragged some of the wetness up to my clit, and pinched it. “Do you want to stop?” He dragged his nose up the column of my neck and buried it in my hair.

“No.” I gasped as his pinched my clit again.

He slowly began making his way toward my bed, and when we reached it, he released me. “Lay down, Jenni.” He nodded as he reached for his shorts. I watched as he removed a foil packet from his pocket and tore it open. He tossed the wrapper to the floor and then sheathed himself. His cock bobbed as he advanced toward me. Everything about Evan made me nervous, but tonight I pushed it away. He said he loved me. He gave me chance after chance to stop him and he’s been nothing but tender since he started.

I scooted to the center as Evan loomed over me. “You’re sure?” He pressed a gentle kiss to my lips. I nodded as I lowered myself completely flat against the bed. Evan positioned himself at my entrance before leaning down and pressing his lips to mine. He worked himself inside me as his kisses helped relax me. When he’d finally gotten all the way in, he paused and his eyes met mine. “Are you ok?” I nodded again.

“Can you move now?” It came out almost pleading. I wanted more. After what he was doing to me in front of the mirror, I wanted to feel it again.

“I can do that.” He chuckled as his hips pulled back and slowly pushed forward. “Like that?” He grinned.

“Yes.” I panted as I arched my back.

He pulled back slowly once again before gliding forward. He was taking his time with me. His hips moved in a fluid motion, pressing and pulling as his hands slid slowly over my torso. His lips moved from my mouth, to my cheeks, to my neck, and then across my chest before stopping on my shoulder.

I curled my leg around his hip bringing us closer, and urging him to go faster, but Evan kept the slow pace. He was torturing me, but it was so good. “Evan.” I panted as I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. My back arched once more as my nails dug into his sides.

His hips sped up the harder I clung to him, and soon I could hear low growls coming from his chest. “You don’t know how long I’ve wanted this.” He panted as he moved faster. He lifted himself up on his elbows as one arm snaked between us. His thumb soon found my clit, and as he began to pump into me faster, he pressed and rubbed it. The tingles from before started to come back, and as my head dropped back my orgasm rushed forward, almost blinding me with euphoria. “Fuck!” Evan shouted as he moved even faster. Within a few seconds his entire body quaked against me before he slumped over, catching himself on his elbows.

We laid there for a few moments in the silence just listening to each other breathe. It was an important moment for me, and I wanted to remember it. This was my only sexual experience other than Nate. I felt like a school-girl, not a 21-year-old college girl.

“You ok?” Evan began to climb off of me.

“Yeah.” I nodded, suddenly feeling very shy. It was still dark in the room, but you could clearly see the outlines of our bodies in the light filtering through the curtains.

“Be right back.” He held up a finger as he slowly opened the door. I almost laughed when I saw him look up and down the hallway to make sure the coast was clear. He ran across the hall and that gave me a moment to gather my thoughts. Would Evan stay over? Would he want to leave? Did I want him to leave? Before I could think too much on that, he was back and softly closing my door.

I scurried under the covers on my bed as Evan moved over to sit on the edge. “Are you ok with me staying here?” He leaned forward and cupped my cheek. “I can leave, but I don’t really want to.” His lips turned down as if he was frowning while his eyes scanned the room.

“You can stay,” I murmured as I slid to one side and pulled the covers back. “I’m putting you on the floor if you snore though.”

“Noted.” He laughed, and the moment of awkwardness passed.

I waited for him to lie down and then snuggled into the crook of his arm, resting my head on his chest. “I meant what I said earlier, Jenni. I’m falling in love with you. I am in love with you.”

“I think I might be in love with you too.” I sighed as I closed my eyes and yawned. The day was catching up with me and I’d had a big night. This was the way I’d envisioned my first time being. I’d give anything to go back and tell Nate no, but if things had been different, I might not have met Evan.

“Sleep.” He pressed a kiss to the top of my head. “We’ll talk in the morning.”

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Evan

Tonight couldn’t have gone any better. I was worried that she’d want me to leave so she could process it all after the fact, but she didn’t. Having Jenni snuggle up to me was something I’d been hoping for since our first date. I wondered back then if it would ever happen, or if I’d be settling for light touches and chaste kisses.

I’ve been lying awake for the last hour just watching her sleep. She’s curled on her side with her hand tucked under cheek. Her breathing is soft and her lips are curved up on one side as if she’s smiling in her sleep. I’ve been wondering if she’s dreaming about tonight.

It’s about three in the morning now. I’ve had a sinking feeling in my gut since I woke up, but I have no idea why. I shifted on my side and that’s when I heard it. The vibrating sound of my phone against the wood floor of Jenni’s room. I slowly climbed out of bed to see who was calling at this god-awful hour when I realized why my stomach had been twisting. Vince’s name was blinking on the missed calls list, and the phone soon chimed to alert me of a voice message. I pressed the play icon, and held the phone to my ear.

“E! New shipment came in. I need you at the warehouse now. Tell your sick mother you gotta work, and don’t give me any other bullshit excuses.” My shoulders dropped as I deleted the message. “Fucking great,” I muttered as I glanced back over my shoulder at where Jenni was still sleeping peacefully. How the hell was I going to explain this? I quickly tapped out a text to Toni after sitting up.

New shipment in. Set up bust for tonight. Enough product for hard time. Make it happen.

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