Page 64 of Bad Habit
I stroked him through his robe, and he captured my lips in a hard kiss, claiming my mouth with ferocity and passion, our lips joining, tongues sparring.
His hand slid under my robe and between my legs, and I gasped at the sudden rush of lust, shocked at how much my body appreciated his aggressive possession of my most private places, how I didn’t mind as his fingers claimed my slippery folds, stroking, pushing up like he might almost lift me from the floor. He plunged one of his fingers inside me.
“Oh.” I sighed into his mouth.
“Like that?”
“Yes.” My voice came out like a hiss, and one of my legs lifted from the carpet, sliding up his bare thigh, lifting his robe with it. His leg hair stroked my inner thigh and heightened all I was feeling. Pressing his forehead against mine, he drove his finger in and out of me slowly, deliberately, rubbing my insides, the most private parts of me, like he knew my body far better than I knew it myself, like he owned me, ruled me. Commanded me with his index finger.
“I’m going to fuck you now.”
I exhaled as I looked into his eyes and then nodded.
Mac’s finger slid from inside me and he scooped me into his arms, carried me to the bedroom, and laid me down on the bed. I unbelted my robe and opened it to the sides as he shrugged out of his, and then he ripped the top of a small foil packet he’d retrieved from the bedside table.
I watched as he slid what I knew was a condom over his stiffened member, and as he turned toward me, I couldn’t keep my eyes off his hardness, its length, its girth.
It had been one thing to have his finger inside me, but this act we were about to perform hardly seemed physically possible. I knew it would be painful. But I wanted it anyway.
He straddled my body, kneeling above me, and then bent to kiss me. The kiss was tender, gentle, and it put me at ease as his hand played with my breasts and then traveled lower to slide again between my legs.
With his hand down there, I forgot what I’d been frightened about.
One of his knees nudged between mine, and I widened my legs to make room for his as he continued to kiss me softly. His fingers stroked between my legs, traveling over and over from the back to the front and then slowly circling in the most sensitive places at my opening and clit.
“Ready?” he asked between kisses.
“Yes.”
He looked into my eyes. “You sure? Because you need to be sure. It’s okay if you change your mind.”
“I’m sure. I want this.” I wanted it so badly, even though I was scared. Everything else we’d done had scared me too, being kissed, being naked, having a man touch me, put his fingers—his mouth—on my sex. And all of those things had felt a million times better than I’d ever imagined. If intercourse was the main attraction? Well, I couldn’t wait.
“I’ll go slow,” he said. “Tell me if you want me to stop.”
I nodded.
Leaning on one elbow beside me, he moved his hand between our bodies and parted my folds, and I felt the pressure of something resting hard against my opening. Closing my eyes, I braced for the pain.
“Relax,” he said, running his hand over my belly, then fondling one of my nipples.
He kissed me again, sliding his tongue in and out of my mouth so carefully, so gently as his fingers kneaded my breast and flicked over my tightened nipple.
His hand slid up to my shoulder and pressed down as he pushed his hips forward.
I felt a sharp pain between my legs. “Oh!” My breath came out in hard, heavy gasps as he held himself still inside me.
After that first shock, it felt fine to have him spreading me open down there. Not painful. Just strange.
“You okay?” he asked, looking into my eyes.
I nodded, and he pushed his hips forward, sliding into me farther. “Still okay?”
“Yes. I’ll tell you if it’s not okay. I promise.”
He nodded, pulled back slightly, and then pushed forward again, moving his penis more slowly inside me than he’d moved his fingers—a relief because it was so much bigger.
Each time he slid it back, he pushed farther in, and I wondered how far it could go. Was I big enough down there? What would happen if I wasn’t?
