Chapter 14

Michael led Anelise gently into the bedroom, where he’d already turned down the covers and prepared everything.

Feeling the edge of the bed against her legs, Anelise began to untuck his shirt from his jeans. She pulled it up, and he broke their kiss just long enough for the shirt to come off. Her hands roamed his chest, leaving a trail of kisses in their wake.

Michael reached down, pulling her dress up and over her head. The sight of her in black lace underwear made him instantly hard. “God, Ani! You’re fucking beautiful!”

His hands traced the curves of her body, pausing to play with her breasts, his thumbs causing her nipples to harden through the lace. He leaned down, sucking on them through the fabric, and she let out a moan.

Satisfied with his progress, he unhooked her bra, freeing her breasts. They felt heavy in his hands. He captured her lips again as she unbuttoned his jeans and slipped her hands inside his underwear, stroking his hard erection.

“You’re so hard, Michael!” she murmured, her hand moving slowly, her fingers swirling through the wetness that had leaked out.

Michael fondled one of her breasts while his other hand slipped into her lace panties, grazing her clit and running his fingers through her folds, making her gasp. Just a few circles of his finger had Anelise completely wet.

“Ani, you’re so wet!” he murmured.

“I want you, Michael!” she replied passionately.

“I want you too, Ani!” He eased her panties down, and she stepped out of them, sitting on the bed. Michael shed his jeans and boxer briefs, climbing onto the bed over her, capturing her lips with his again.

He couldn’t get enough of her. He kissed and licked her entire body, paying special attention to her sweet-tasting core, bringing her to the first—hopefully of many—orgasms of the night.

Panting, she pulled him up to her and kissed him, tasting herself on his lips. While kissing her deeply, he inserted two fingers inside her, pumping in and out, trying to stretch her a bit before he entered her with his cock.

“Shit, Michael! I’m so ready!” she said, angling her hips to let him hit deeper with his fingers.

Michael reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a condom, tearing open the package and rolling it onto his throbbing cock. Anelise watched him with wide eyes, wondering how he was going to fit.

“Michael, I don’t think you’re going to fit! I looked it up, and you’re way bigger than average in length and girth!” She stammered.

Michael chuckled. “I promise I’ll fit. I know I’m bigger than average. I just didn’t want to scare you.” He then got a bit serious. “Ani, this might hurt a little. But I’ll do everything to make it feel good, okay?”

“I know. Leslie explained it to me, and I know what to expect. I trust you, Michael,” she said, reaching up to caress his face.

He kissed her before moving between her legs. Anelise spread her legs wide to accommodate him, and his fingers and tongue continued to explore her body. Soon, their breathing was amped up, and Michael had been priming her again.

He lined himself up at her opening and gently pushed in a little. Anelise felt the pressure of him entering and breathed through the initial burn of her skin being stretched for the first time.

She tried to remember not to tense up and make it worse. Michael pulled back a bit and pushed in a little further, and she gritted her teeth. Michael whispered soothing words into her ear.

He pulled back and eased back in until he felt her barrier. Ani arched a bit at the intrusion and stretch she felt, the burning more noticeable. She felt him stop and knew after this moment, she would no longer be a virgin.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

“Yeah, I want you to just do it, Michael,” she insisted.

He was worried about hurting her, so he started kissing her passionately to keep her mind elsewhere. He pulled back and started pumping into the space he had already been, keeping the pleasure going.

And then without warning, he pushed through her barrier and she arched up, gasping in pain.

Michael looked down at her and wiped the lone tear that ran out of her eye. “Are you okay, Ani?”

She nodded her head, gritting her teeth. “Yeah...just give me a minute.”

Michael kissed around her neck and collarbone while he waited for her to get used to the intrusion into her body. He felt her hips shift some and looked to see her reaction.

“Michael, I want you to move now, go slow,” she said.

Michael pulled back and slowly pushed back in, going at an easy pace. He couldn’t believe how good she felt, tight and warm. He had never been with someone who seemed to fit him so perfectly.

“Fuck, Ani, you’re so tight! You feel so good!” he grunted.

“Oh, Michael,” She said, panting, “Can you go faster?”

Michael picked up pace but was holding back, desperately trying not to go as hard and fast as he had wanted to. He knew she wasn’t ready for that, but hopefully soon. He was arching his hips to hit different spots to pleasure her.

Anelise felt the burn turn to pleasure and started moving her hips up to meet with his thrusts. He was hitting the right spot, and she started moaning. She caressed his back, feeling the muscles working as he rocked inside of her.

“Does that feel good now, Ani?” he asked, trying to keep the pace.

“Oh, so good! You’re hitting the right spot!” she said, panting, “Can you go a little faster?”

Grunting, he sped up and heard the first moans of passion leave her mouth louder than a whisper. That turned him on, knowing he was the first to make her feel that way.

He wanted to go deeper and hooked one of her legs around his waist. She felt the difference right away. He hit deeper inside her, and it was pleasuring her big time. She moaned out for more, “Yes, yes Michael, don’t stop!”

“Nothing can stop me! You feel so fucking good!” he said, panting, and was reaching the end of his rope with how she was squeezing him.

All of a sudden, the dam broke, and Anelise felt the orgasm come out of nowhere. She dug her nails into his back, arched up, and screamed out, “Oh God, I’m coming!”

Michael felt her muscles tighten, her body arching so high that he hit a new angle. The sharp sting of her nails digging into his skin was a sweet kind of pain. He couldn’t hold back any longer, filling the condom as he groaned, “Oh shit, Ani!”

They lay there, panting, their bodies slick with sweat, their eyes locked on each other. Michael lowered himself, pressing his lips to hers in a hard, lingering kiss. They stayed like that, still connected, still one.

After a few moments, he found his voice. “Are you okay? Was it... okay?”

She looked at him, her eyes soft, her smile warm. “It was perfect.”