Crash Into You by Kels Barnholdt

One at first, and then two, this isn’t the first time he’s done this to me, but with each movement, I’m reminded how good he makes me feel, how each second keeps getting better and better. His movement is faster now, making my whole body start to shake with each motion.
    I can feel him starting to get hard against my leg now, and I realize suddenly how bad I want him inside of me, how bad I want to make love to him. I reach my hand between him, starting to rub him through his shorts, and this time he’s the one who lets out a moan.
    “Take my pants off,” I tell him breathlessly.
    He pauses, the want and lust burning through his gaze. “Are you sure?”
    “Yes,” I tell him without missing a beat.
    He does easily, and I grip the string on his shorts telling him what I want, he pauses for a second, and I pull harder. This time he slides his shorts off, and I take in his body in nothing but his boxers. So sexy, so perfect, and right here in this moment, it was completely and totally mine.
    I take all the courage I have left inside my soul and slide my underwear down across my knees, and push them toward the bottom of the bed. Nathan looks at me all over, taking in the sight of me. I sit up, grabbing him in another kiss, not wanting to break contact for too long.
    I explore the inside of his mouth with my tongue, and push his boxers down with my hand, revealing his excitement. I slowly start to rub it with my hand, unsure of what I’m doing with it. I’ve never even seen one before. I just know that this feels so right. I fall back on the bed, bringing him with me.
    “Are you sure? We don’t have too…” he trails off, again trying to make sure I actually want to do this.
    “I’m sure,” I say, kissing him again.
    He pulls away again, reaching to his wallet that’s on the table next to us. It takes me a second to realize he’s ripping open a condom, and slowly slipping it on himself. I realize in that moment how real this is, we’re really doing this. I’m really going to have sex, and I’m not even scared. I’m not scared because it’s with Nathan, having sex with Nathan is what I’ve wanted. Nathan being the first person I give myself to feels like the best and most right thing I’ve done in a really long time.
    Once he’s situated, he starts kissing me again. Slower this time, more intimate. I can feel how hard he is between my legs and the anticipation of what’s about to happen is killing me. Finally, he pulls away, burning desire thorough me. I nod, letting him know I’m ready.
    And then I feel him sliding slowly inside of me. One splurge of pain flows through my body, and I can feel him pause over me.
    “Keep going.”
    He goes a little deeper, and I can feel him inside me. He does this a few more times, pausing and going deeper and deeper until he’s situated almost completely inside of me. It’s painful, but only at first. And it’s not as bad as I thought it would be, the knowledge of Nathan being inside of me almost over takes every other feeling I have in my body anyway.
    “Are you okay?” he asks me, so soft that it’s a whisper.
    I reach up and pull his lips on mine in response, and then he’s moving inside of me gently, slowly at first, and then a little faster. Back and forth, and in and out, rocking my hips slowly. With each thrust, the pleasure deepens for me, and when he pulls away the look on his face makes me burn with passion and happiness. He’s enjoying it, and knowing I’m making him feel that good is thrilling to me.
    “Baby,” he moans, “you’re so tight.”
    I pull his lips on mine again, my hands running up and down his back as he keeps thrusting in and out of me, I can feel him breathing heavy and panting before he gives one final thrust and releases himself inside of me.
    He collapses on the bed next to me, pulling me closely to his chest. I stay there, listening to his heart slow down and his breathing starting to return to normal. I’m completely