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Nate backs away fro my knees, and he keeps his eyes on ers in the top of ly slowly

"Can I kiss you…here?" he asks touching his finger to the very edge of my pubic bone, so very close to where I desperately want hio wide at his question I’ve never been kissed…there And I can’t ood…down there "Please?" he asks again, theover his face Diain pull the pillow overthe inside of each knee, and then s wider, I start to think about shutting theue onI’ve ever felt before, the way he tastes ain, my hips arch into hi the warainst er push into rab the strands of his hair, unable to stop the sensation taking over I’m so full of need and want--I have become someone else entirely As Nate stands back to his feet, I sit up at the edge of his bed and pull his boxers down coer I wrap h to look I want to know, no, I need to kno large he is, because I’m nervous, but not so scared that I want to stop I Never Want To Stop

"Letover to his dresser drawer and pulling out the small foil packet I watch as he puts the condoain on his pillow Nate cli hiht position

"I have to ask, one more time Are you sure?"

"Nate, for the love of God, if you don’t have sex withto take care ofa hand over rins, and dips his head, kissing the top of hter "While I also wouldn’tthat…I think I’d rather participate," he says, kissing ently as he pushes slowly inside me

The stretch hurts at first My body isn’t used to this, and I wouldn’t say --or enjoyable--but I want it to be different this time I want it to be more, to be the way it’s supposed to be when you’re ale

Nate is slow and tender, never pushing into htly, and I’ers across ainst the side of my face "Are you okay?" he whispers, his forearms, biceps, shoulders--every muscle in his body fully flexed to hold hiin a sharp breath "Don’t hold back," I say, cupping his face indeeply into his eyes "I just need to take things slowly But I want this, you…all of it"

Nate’s eyes searchfor any hint of reservation as he lowers hi in deeper, until he reaches a point where he can no longer move inside me The sensation makes hinites at the power I have over hiain,him back in just as deep as he was before "Jesus, Rowe," he says, his teeth biting lightly at the skin on ether, our rhyth with co begin to build--a pressure, the most pleasurable pressure I’ve ever experienced It’s almost like an itch, and every time Nate moves back from me, I’m overcome with this fear that if I don’t chase it--it will be lost Need takes over, and I have to satisfy it, so I pull my knees up on either side of him and thrust my hips up to meet him When I do, Nate pushes his hands deep into my hair and looks at hness of his stubble scratches uide his hand from my face down the side ofWhen our eyes her with--is so close, and I keep stepping over the cliff, wanting to fall into everything, coth of his sto hier able to contain the s my lips