Chapter 27: Chapter Twenty Seven

*Gabriela*

My body was on fire.

His touch, his lips, his hands, they were all making my body burn up higher than it has ever been before. I wanted him so much that there was absolutely no way I was going to say no to him on anything. I wanted him, I wanted it to be him that took all my firsts.

Pleasure zaps through me as he continues to swirl his finger over my clit, then pressure slips into my heat, making me gasp. He leans back down and recaptures my lips just as a moan slips out, his finger digging in deeper hitting a spot that caused electrifying pleasure through me.

I couldn’t help clutching onto him, my body tensing from the ordeal he was making it go through, then he puts another finger inside, stretching me wider. My chest and body were heaving, shaking as he slowly starts thrusting them into my body and slowly out until he starts to move faster, watching me as I come undone from his movements.

He starts pumping faster, his thumb rubbing that sensitive part of my body, my pleasure building higher and higher until finally a burst of ecstasy nearly blinds me, my voice crying out and my legs clenching tightly around him.

Breathing heavily and feeling a bit dazed, I’m only slightly aware that he moved away from me. I watch him as he causally unzips his pants, my heart hammering but I couldn’t look away as he pulls himself out for me to see all his glory. He was larger than I had imagined and feeling him before didn’t prepare me for the actual thing.

A slight fear goes through me at the thought of that huge thing going inside me, but I try hard not to show it because I didn’t want him to have any reason to stop. He grins down at me as he slowly strokes himself, the skin looking smooth and the veins pulsing with need. A sudden drive enters me to feel that part of him opening me wide, taking me to his heart’s content.

Reaching down I couldn’t help but rub myself in front of him all the while staring at his cock like it was the best looking thing in the world. The wetness from my orgasm made it easier to slip a finger into the burning heat of my flesh, shooting a slight pleasure through me.

“Sorry, this isn’t the best experience but I’m kind of desperate here.” He groans as he watches me pleasuring myself.

He reaches in his back pocket and takes something out. He quickly rips the condom wrapper that he had and in quick session places it over the head of his cock. I watch in fascination as he rolls the thin rubber over himself. Again that slight fear mixed with nervousness shoots through me, causing my heart and lungs to work a little harder than they were before.

I realized that I had stopped moving my fingers, so fixated on what he was doing but didn’t get the chance to continue since he moved my hand away just to lean forward and delve his tongue right into my pussy.

“Ah!” I cry out from that sudden unexpectedness.

The pleasure was mind blowing as I opened wider for him to receive more access, arching my back as I close my eyes letting the desire wash over me in waves. I was so close, too close that my body was once again tensing under his touch just for him to stop immediately.

“W-What…?” Disappointed that he suddenly stopped, I popped my eyes back open with a frown just to see him slowly pull my underwear completely off me, his hands grazing my skin softly creating goosebumps all over my flesh. He then threw them somewhere behind him.

He then spreads my thighs back, opening me even wider, exposing me completely. But as he brought himself closer to my entrance instead of feeling that dreaded fear, I felt impatient as my pussy throbbed, begging for more. Excitement flew through me as I felt the tip of his head rub against my entrance.

He momentarily stops and stares right into my eyes as he says softly, “Sorry, but this is going to hurt.”

And before his words fully registered in my brain he shoves right into me, a searing pain clenching my lower stomach with instant tears coming to my eyes as I gasp in shock.

I couldn’t help but tense and freeze my body, trying to ward off the pain that shot through me. Enzo wasn’t moving either as he continues to look at me, sweat beginning to form on his face.

“Fuck, I’m sorry.” He whispers, leaning down towards me as he starts placing small gentle kisses all over my face. “The pain will go away, just…let me stay like this for a moment.” He groans as he places his forehead onto my shoulder.

It felt weird having him inside me, like a foreign object that was filling me up as the pain subsided the more we just laid there not moving. He was breathing hard like he was trying his best to stay in control. After a few more seconds I was beginning to get a little antsy underneath him. Becoming a bit uncomfortable I slightly move, the pain now just a throbbing ache.

He stiffens and says, “If you keep doing that, I’m not going to be able to hold back.” His voice was strained as he still hasn’t moved from my shoulder. “And I don’t want to hurt you.”

Biting my lip, I couldn’t help moving again, as the itch to do something was getting harder to bear.

“Fucking hell.” He grits out, and slowly pulls out.

I wince at the rawness it brought, but then gasp again when he slides right back in, in that same slow pace.

“God dammit, you’re so tight.” He grunts, pulling himself slightly back up where I can now see his face. “This is embarrassing.” He mumbles and I was just about to ask what he meant when he suddenly pulls nearly out and slams right back in.

“Oh!” I cry out not expecting the pain to subside into pleasure with that one move.

But he doesn’t stop there as he continues to thrust wildly. And only after a few moments of feeling the pain drift away into nothing but pleasure he grunts in my ear, his spine stiffening as he buries himself deeply inside me, our hips molding together.

We were breathing heavily as if we had run miles or something. He doesn’t move from on top of me as we catch our breaths and I felt like I was missing something, something that could have been the best thing in the world.

But while that thought struck me, another one came right after that was far more important than anything else. The fact that I was no longer a virgin, and that it was him I had lost it too, it was bringing me the sublime happiness inside that soon evaporated that tiny little disappointment into oblivion.

And I will never regret this moment for the rest of my life.