Page 92 of Silver Tears

“Mills.”

Someone gently shakes my arm.

“Time to wake up.”

I groan, opening my eyes to find Seb hovering over me, his beautiful blue eyes holding mine under their spell.

“Is it time to go?”

He shakes his heading, smiling down at me. “We have about twenty minutes.”

He’s literally a breath away from my lips. He’s so close I can feel the warmth of his breath on me. “Kiss me,” I say. An overwhelming need to have his lips on mine floods my senses.

He doesn’t refuse me or make any joke about my request. He leans down and, ever so softly, places his lips on mine. I grasp the back of his head, pulling him closer, and he moves, so he’s hovering above me on the bed. My leg’s part, allowing him to settle between them, and I wrap them around his waist, wanting him closer. This boy has been by my side through so much lately and I honestly don’t know how I would have managed without him. His hand snakes under my top and I sit forward and reaching for the hem. I pull it over my head and unclasp my bra, letting it fall off me. His mouth is on my breasts before I can even ask him to touch me there. Having his lips on my skin sends shivers of pleasure through my body. I reach down his torso and feel his hardness through his jeans, stroking him with my hand.

“Mills,” he groans into my mouth.

Feeling brazen, I unzip his trousers and he lifts his hips off me to allow me to pull them down, taking his boxers with them. I wrap my hand around his cock, and he moans into my mouth.

“I want you to fuck me,” I whisper in his ear, and he stills above me.

“Mills. Are you sure?”

I nod my head. “I want my first time to be with you.”

He lifts away from me slightly so he can study my face. “Mills. We don’t have time. Your first time should be slow and tender, and we have fifteen minutes.”

“I don’t care. I want this with you. I want to take control of who has me for the first time. Please,” I beg him, feeling suddenly vulnerable.

“Okay,” he replies, and my eyes dart back to meet his. He unzips my jeans and I lift my hips and he pulls them down and throws them on the floor and then he tugs my knickers down and off me. His finger brushes along my core and my hips buck off the bed. Seb circles my clit with his finger, and I grind my hips in response. His touch feels so good. He kisses his way down my torso, and I bite my lip in anticipation of what he’s about to do. When his tongue licks along my centre, I moan in pleasure, gripping the back of his head and pulling him closer. He licks and sucks and worships my core and he drowns out my moans with kisses when I come. He kisses his way back up my body until his face hovers above me.

“You sure about this?”

I nod my head at him, and he leans back on his heels and reaches for his jeans pocket, pulling out a condom. Seb rips it open with his teeth and I watch in anticipation as he slides it onto his cock. He leans above me on his elbows as I guide him with my hand to my entrance and he pushes in ever so slowly, pausing with the tip inside me before he pushes in a bit more. Each time he penetrates deeper, he pauses, studying my face.

“This may hurt a little,” he warns me as he seats himself fully inside me. I feel a slight twinge of discomfort, and then the only feeling is how full he makes me feel. My pelvic muscles grip at his cock.

“Fuck, precious. You’re so goddamn tight. I think I might explode right now.”

“Please don’t,” I say breathlessly, as i adjust to having him inside of me. I grin against his lips as we kiss. “You can move. I’m okay,” I urge him, desperate for him to fuck me.

Seb pulls almost all the way out and then slowly pushes back in and my eyes roll into the back of my head. He feels so good. He pumps in and out of me, and I wrap my legs tightly around his waist, wanting him deeper. Seb reaches for a cushion and places it under my hips, and I gasp in pleasure as the angle makes it feel like he’s so deep inside of me. He picks up his pace, all the time kissing my lips and my face, asking me if I’m okay.

“I’m so good,” I reply breathlessly. Gripping my hips, he rolls us until he’s beneath me and I’m straddling him, and he sinks me back down onto him, and fuck this feels good.

“Ride me, precious. You’re in control now.” He holds my hips and rocks his, pistoling up into me. I’m uncertain, but with his guidance, I move my hips and find my rhythm and I swear I see stars. “That’s it, Mills. Just like that,” he says in encouragement, and I forget how self-conscious I feel in this position and just allow myself to feel.

“I’m going to come,” I gasp. Seb sits up, closing the distance between us, and he covers my mouth with his to drown out my moans as my orgasm crashes through my body, splintering me apart. He grips my hips and takes control as he chases his release, and he moans my name as I feel him come. For a few seconds, neither of us move, both catching our breath and coming down from the euphoric high of our sex.

He leans up from my neck and searches my face. “Are you okay?”

I nod, smiling at him. Am I okay? I just had sex, and it was amazing and delicious. It was everything I hoped it would be, and more. “I’m more than okay,” I confess, and he grins as he leans in and kisses me.

There’s a rap on the door. “She’s going to miss her curfew,” Archer tells us from the other side of the door.

“We should go,” I say, staring at him and then down at where we’re still joined.

Seb nods his head, and holding my hips, he gently lifts me off him. “I’m sorry we have to rush like this. It’s not how it should be for your first time.”

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