Page 14 of Peaches & Cream
Shelby
It takes us a ridiculous amount of time to make it up the stairs. Every few steps see us pausing and kissing, discarding an item of clothing until we finally make it to my apartment, half-naked, and heading directly for the bed.
“I have to tell you something,” I say, panting as his mouth moves over my skin, his fingers about to unclasp my bra at the back.
“Tell me later,” he whispers, gently sucking the flesh at the top of my breast as his fingers twist and free them from their confines. “Right now, I just need to lose myself in the most exquisite body I’ve ever seen.”
I giggle as his hands lift my heavy breasts, testing the weight of them before he groans and returns to his kissing, taking my nipple into his mouth and swirling his tongue. My giggles turn quickly into a gasp, my fingers moving to his hair and holding him a little tighter than I should.
If I was braver, maybe I could just lie back and let him do whatever he wants with my body while I enjoy the ride, and finally discover what this is all about. But I'm not that brave at all. As wonderful as it feels to have his body against mine, the heat of his skin searing a trail of lust and fire everywhere he touches, I’m also nervous. And I know that the moment my simple cotton panties are pulled down my legs, he’ll know exactly what I am—a big ole twenty-nine-year-old virgin.
“I have to tell you now,” I force out. “It’s important.”
Ben lifts his head, bracing himself on his arms as he gazes into my eyes. “What is it?”
Now that we’re making eye contact, this feels a heck of a lot harder than it did just a moment ago. “I haven’t, um…” I start, pressing my lips together as I lower my eyes and focus on where I’ve placed my hands on his chest, my fingers moving through the light smattering of hair there. “I’ve never done this before.”
When the admission falls from my lips, I chance a look back up at him. He’s frowning.
“I don’t…are you saying you’ve never had sex before?”
I press my lips together and nod. “I’m sorry. I’ve gone and freaked you out. You probably weren’t expecting to deal with that when you came here tonight.”
“No. I mean, yes. I mean…fuck.” He leans down and presses his lips against mine, sucking back gently before he inhales through his nose and presses his forehead to mine. “I’m trying to say that I want you, Shelby. And I’m not freaked out. I’m honored.”
“You are?”
“Yes,” he whispers. “And now that I know, I’ll make sure I’m gentle with you. At first.” He pulls back and waggles his eyebrows, making me laugh at the situation before he returns his mouth to mine.
Before I know it, there isn’t any laughing anymore. It’s all languid movement and moaning, our bodies rolling together as this electrical charge seems to build inside my body.
“I want you, Ben. I want you,” I whisper as I wrap my legs around his middle and feel the hard length of his erection pressing against my core. The friction feels so good.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, peaches,” he rumbles, unquenched desire coating his words before I continue to move against him, the heat of him, rubbing against the heat of me, and those words become mere sounds, desperate and longing as our kisses deepen, and I do my best to pull him even closer to me.
“Please, Ben.”
“Are you sure about this, Shelby? We can stay right here if you need to,” he says, rolling his hips against mine, his hard shaft working against my drenched panties, and feeling like there’s almost nothing between us.
“No,” I gasp, my eyes losing focus as his rutting movement seems to cause a tightness to coil inside of me. “I want more. I need you inside me. Please.”
“OK,” he says, pulling away from me before he stands beside the bed and drops his boxers to the floor, revealing hisenormous fucking erectionto me. “Second thoughts?”
I blink my wide eyes and shake my head. “It’s just…”
“I know,” he says, reaching out and pulling my panties down my legs and dropping them too. “But it’ll fit. You’ll just need to relax.”
“It’s that easy, huh?”
“Well,” he says, climbing back on the bed beside me. “It does help if you’re ready first.” He slides his fingers in the space between my legs, and I get off not only on the feeling, but on the way his expression softens when he makes contact. “You’re so fucking wet.”
“Is that a good thing?” I gasp out, panting and moaning as his fingers slide back and forth, teasing my clit before pushing inside me.
“It’s an excellent thing,” he rasps. “Hot as fuck.”
He moves his fingers back up to my clit as he positions himself between my legs, nudging his tip at my entrance. I feel him stretch me the tiniest amount, and I release a moan at the warmth that pools there. “Oh, god.”
“Oh, god, is right,” he says as his finger teases my clit and his dick teases my entrance, and my entire body lights up, feeling like I might explode at any moment if he doesn’t stop touching me soon. It’s almost too much. But then it isn’t.
