between her legs and touched the sensitive flesh there. Already hot and slick, she was aroused and ready.
He suppressed a moan of anticipation. He couldn’t wait to be inside all that lush heat and enjoy the deep closeness with Alicia.
It’s her first time, take it slow.
He drew in a breath and kissed her belly as her fingers ruffled his hair. Her skin quivered as he moved his fingers over her aroused and swollen flesh. Carefully, he parted her legs and lowered his mouth, greedy for the taste of her.
He groaned at the feel of her moist warmth against his mouth. He ran his tongue over her soft folds and she shuddered in response. “Oh, my,” she moaned.
A grin crossed his lips as he repeated the gesture. It had been many years since he’d first discovered the unique and tantalizing joys of sex for the first time, but it was a wicked thrill reexperiencing them through Alicia.
Her hips writhed, and she pressed herself against his mouth, begging for more. He licked and sucked until he felt her throb, hot and willing.
Layering kisses over her belly and breasts, he rose over her. He feathered a single, soft kiss on her cheek. “Are you ready?”
She nodded, eyes shut tight as a lascivious smile played over her sensual mouth.
Careful and slow, he guided himself inside. A breathy groan escaped his mouth when he sank into the hot, tight sweetness of her.
Alicia let out a tiny cry and his eyes flicked open, but instead of pain, her expression spoke of sweet relief.
“I’m free.” A broad smile lit her beautiful face.
“And this is just the beginning.”
He buried his face in her neck as her hips rose to meet him, drawing him deeper. He built a rhythm and Alicia rode it with him, rising and falling, her breath coming faster and her sweet sighs building to urgent moans.
Celibate for so long, her body was rigged with explosive desire and ready to blow.
And right now, so was his.
Not yet, he pleaded with himself. He couldn’t remember feeling such intense and urgent arousal. It’s her first time, make it last.
Alicia pressed hurried kisses over his face and shoulders, nipping and licking. Her hands pressed his hips to hers, deepening the connection until he could hardly stand it.
Her moans now ended in fevered shrieks, each driving him closer and closer to the brink of insanity.
Suddenly, her fingernails dug into his back. “Ohhh.…Ohhh…”
She shuddered hard as the first waves of her orgasm hit her. The fierce contractions of her untried muscles gripped him and he climaxed with her, riding the waves until they both washed up, sweaty and breathless, on the rumpled shores of her bed.
Eventually, he managed to crack his eyes open. Alicia lay sprawled against the fluffy pillows, hair damp with perspiration.
Her skin glowed golden in the half-light and her chest rose and fell in unsteady gasps.
“Goodness,” she breathed.
“I’m not sure goodness has anything to do with it.” He winked. “But it’s kind of fun, don’t you think?”
Alicia let out a laugh that filled the air like sweet music. “Yes!” she shouted. “It’s magnificent. Is it true? Am I really no longer a virgin?” Her eyes, wide with humor and excitement, glowed in the darkness.
“You are officially deflowered.”
“Thank goodness!”
Justin laughed. “Some women treat their virginity like a prize.”
“And I used to be one of them—more fool me.” Her pretty white teeth shone in her smile. “Seriously, I’m happy for women who want to have sex for the first time with their husbands, and I’m sure that works great if you marry at…oh, eighteen, but waiting until you’re twenty-six? I wouldn’t wish that on anyone.”
She blew out a hearty sigh. “Did you know that in the Middle Ages they thought prolonged virginity could turn a woman’s skin green?”
“Sounds like the ploy of some young swain to get the key to his love’s chastity belt.”
Her bright gaze filled his heart with joy. “Sex is healthy and normal, not some weird sinful activity that should only be done in the dark while you hold your nose.”
“I couldn’t agree more.” He kissed her soft cheek.
“All those years I was told to keep my legs crossed, or else. I didn’t know any better.”
“Isn’t that the whole point of convent school?”
She giggled. “Pretty much, yes. Though it’s also a good place to learn how to smoke and drink so that no one smells it on your breath.”
“You smoked?”
“No, of course not. I’m the original Goody Two-shoes, remember?”
He cocked his head, then gave her nipple a swift suck. It formed a hard peak. “I’m not so sure.”
“Oh, you have no idea what a relief it is to get that millstone off my neck. I feel like a regular person now. I can walk down the street without wondering whether people somehow know I’m different.”
“I hate to break it to you, but you’re definitely not a regular person.” He pressed a kiss to her lips. “For one thing, you’re dangerously beautiful, so most men are probably afraid to come near you. It takes an especially arrogant one like me to get up the nerve.”
She laughed, her full breasts bumping against his chest in a way that made him hard all over again.
“For another, you’re brainy as well as beautiful, which is doubly intimidating.” He narrowed his eyes. “Except to a genius like myself.”
“So modest.”
He grinned. “You’re anything but ordinary and a run-of-the-mill guy would never cut it for you.”
She released a soft, sweet sigh. “Lucky thing I met you, then.”
Alicia’s radiant, dark eyes shimmered with joy. He’d put that joy there, and it gave him almost as much of a thrill as having sex with her.
There was something truly special about Alicia. She took pride and pleasure in everything she did, with the result that being around her made a man want to be a better person.
He certainly wanted to be a better person.
Better than a guy who’d give a woman a fake name.
Justin blew out a breath. He really wished he’d had a chance to tell her before they’d had sex.
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