Their First Time by Lena Lucas

6

McKenzie

Images of us together, skin wet with sweat, muscles stretched and taut from straining, filled my head and had me rubbing myself on Landon as if I were some feral animal in heat. I needed him more than I’d ever needed anything else in my life.

Without thinking, because at this point all I wanted was him shoved so deep inside me nothing else mattered, I reached down, pushed his hand out of the way this time, and grabbed his massive length. A small sound left me again at the feel of him.

He was huge.

Even if I weren’t a virgin, his cock would have intimidated me from size alone.

The angle we were in made it easy to align the tip of his cock right at the opening of where I wanted him the most. For a moment, time seemed to stand still. Right now, there were only the two of us and this one moment that would forever change the course of our relationship.

I felt how tense he was, his muscles rigid as he held me up. I knew it was all because he was barely hanging on to his control.

I shifted slightly and felt the tip of his cock become lodged in my body. He hissed out and squeezed his eyes closed.

“I’m not even in you yet, and you already feel fucking incredible.”

The high I felt engulfed my very sanity, making all common sense and reality fade. Nothing else mattered except right now.

And then he opened his eyes just as he started pushing into me, slow and easy, giving me time to adjust to his girth and length. When he slid in another inch, and another, and another, stretching me so damn good, he bared his teeth and closed his eyes. And just like, that he’d taken my innocence and given me his.

“McKenzie,” he moaned.

“God, Landon.” I said those words so softly I didn’t even know if he heard me. “I feel like you're splitting me in two.”

He rested his forehead against mine, and we panted against each other’s mouth. “Even though your pussy is so damn wet for me, even though you are good and ready, you’re tight as fuck.”

I let my head fall back against the wall and closed my eyes. It felt like I was burning alive, like he was burning me alive. Landon was now buried to the hilt inside me, and he stayed still for long moments. It was only when he finally started moving in and out of me that I pushed any discomfort away and just absorbed the feeling that I was in his arms.

“McKenzie,” he gritted out. Christ, you feel unbelievable.” He pumped into me again and again. “Look at me.”

I opened my eyes at his hoarse command and saw all of that hard muscle flexing under his skin. It had a shiver working through me. Landon held my gaze with his own, and he worked himself in and out of me. Sweat covered my skin, and I saw beads of perspiration on his forehead. It felt like he was so deep inside me, touching every secret spot I had, that he’d forever be imprinted in me.

God, it was good, so good.

He curled his arm around my waist, and I instinctively wrapped my legs around his hips tighter, stabilizing myself. With one of his hands on the wall by my head and his other hand clenching around the cheek of my ass, Landon started moving in and out of me so fast my back moved up and down on the wall, the friction causing this delicious burn.

The sounds we made, the way the noise of his flesh slapping against mine, was this filthy, erotic, orchestra.

“I never thought I could feel something so good, McKenzie.” He ground the words out and closed his eyes for a second before he opened them again. Landon made a low, growly sound when he slammed into me especially hard, and my head slammed back against the wall, a cry of desire leaving my lips.

When he pulled almost all the way out and then slowly pushed back into me, he was a little gentler. He did this repeatedly as he went back to kissing me until I felt like my lips would bleed from the passion that came from him.

“I want to see you come, want to feel you milking my dick until we both go over the edge, McKenzie.” He reached between us and pressed his thumb to my clit, rubbing it back and forth.

My mouth parted on its own as electricity sparked in me. With his cock deep in my pussy and his thumb on my clit, his breathing came in short pants.

“I’m barely fucking hanging on,” he said, almost as if to himself. “I knew it would be this way. So. Fucking. Life-changing.” He slammed into me twice and applied more pressure to my clit until I was about to fall over that cliff once more.

So close. So close.

“I knew you’d feel this good in my arms, your tight little virgin pussy like a fucking vice around my cock.”

His words were dirty… and so, so good.

He started thrusting in and out of me, his movements steady and even at first, but as the seconds ticked by, he moved faster, with more purpose. He reached every part of me, pistoning into my body like I was the beginning and end to his world. I saw it in the way he looked down at me, forcing me to watch him, to stare at him as we gave each other over in every way.

“I love you,” he groaned.

In and out.

Faster and harder.

“I love you, Landon.” The words were a broken-up moan from me as the pleasure grew tenfold. I felt myself falling over the edge once more, coming so hard for him my eyes slid shut on their own and stars danced behind my eyelids. And just as my climax started to lower itself back to reality, I felt Landon turn us around. I held on for only a second before he set me gentle in the center of his bed.

When he pulled back, I didn’t stop myself from looking at him. Even in the shadowy room, I could see how hard he was, his long dick standing straight out from his groin, the length glossy from my arousal and not doubt streaks of my virginity.

I wanted more.

God, did I want more.