As if she had been waiting for it, she straight away nods to me, expressing the same desire. "Are you sure? I don't want you to say yes only because we're both turned on. We can still wait if—"

"No, I want to. I really do. I've been dreaming about this for so long, so I'm ready," she chuckles under her breath, suddenly toying with my pendant as if she was nervous too. "But if you do want to wait, we can."

I shake my head. I have been dreaming about this way too much as well to ruin this perfect moment that can lead to nothing but our first time. "I'm more than ready too," I lick my lips and reach out for my nightstand. I open a drawer and take a condom out, my heart going insane in only a matter of short seconds.

I get on my knees and open the wrapping while she is taking her sweater off but struggle. I do not know what is happening with me, but I am lacking confidence right now. This might be the fact that it is her first time and that I want to impress her, make her feel good and not disappointed.

Once she lies back down, I open the wrapping but rip it off a bit too abruptly. "Fuck..." I throw it on the nightstand and decide to get another one, this is safer that way. "What's wrong?" she worries about it. "The opening went down to the rubber, so I'm scared it might have broken it or something," I manage to do it properly this time, so I slide it down my cock.

"Has the box been here for a long time?" she asks, and I lean forth. "Well, I kinda bought it after the first time we were intimate," I do not hide the truth, believing this is very important to have some at reach if needed. "Hm," she smiles and nibbles on her bottom lip, and I understand we are both suddenly shy and anxious with each other. I need to be the one to reassure and relax her.

"Can I take your underwear off?" I make sure to always have her consent, and she agrees, so I slide her panties down to get her almost entirely naked under me, and I drop them on the floor. "Are you keeping your thigh highs on?" I grin at the sight of them. "Do you want me not to?"

"No, I find it hot," I cannot help being honest about it, and her lips curve up. "Then I'm keeping them on," she brings my attention down to her lips again by licking them, and I press mine on them. I make this soft and tender, then I kiss my way down to her neck. I go gently to not leave any mark and only wet her skin, give some nibbles. The tension that was provoked by some nervousness gradually decreasing, I cup the side of her throat and languorously make my way down to her chest while holding her by the waist and constantly stroking her side.

Feeling her chest raise and lower at a fast pace, I rub my thumb over her hip bone and glance up into her eyes, before skimming the tip of my tongue over her nipple and taking it in my mouth. Loving how good this feels, I close my eyes and swirl my tongue around this hardened tip, then suck, lick, and kiss her breast. I also bring my hand up to the other one to not focus on one only, and I tease her other nipple with my thumb, but one subtle lick of the tip of my tongue gets her to whine in one of the most addictive voices, so I keep going.

I leave one hickey on her breast, knead the other one to hear more of her submissive whimpers, and I go down, draw a path of invisible lip prints on her stomach, and I never stop until I reach her core. I leave one single kiss on it and gaze up at her, and I drift to the inner part of her thighs. I mark her skin on multiple spots, hearing her become vocal. Feeling her thighs clench the more I get close to her core, I purposely brush my lips down to her pubic bone, hitting her skin with my hot breathing, I stick my tongue out and press a kiss. Then, I go back but cannot control myself, I give some more attention and time to her breasts, loving their softness and her hard nipples. I press a kiss on one of the hickeys I left on it, and I gaze up into her eyes. "Can I put it in?"

"Yes, please," she bites her lips and nods, sounding eager. I bring my body a little higher and look down between us. With my hand, I grab my cock and push the tip against the entrance to see how this makes her feel, and her lips part a little wider. Our eye contact not breaking, I force forward to penetrate her, slowly, and I pull out to feel the thrill run through my veins. I never glance away from her beautiful face, reading her emotions and silent words.

"Please..." she mutters in a moany complaint, and I smile but cannot resist. I push my hips forth and slide inside her warmth, this feeling nearly causing me to roll my eyes back with pleasure. "You feel good," I drop a kiss on her neck, and she wraps her legs around me, making me want to go deep.

"Don't do that already," I smile but do not mean my words, and she faintly shows the same. "Why?"

"'Cause," I peek down at her lips and thrust inside of her to feel her wetness ease me further in. "You said you like it," she embraces my body with her arms and legs, clenching her thighs against me when I said not to. My neck weakens from the tingles it causes and gets my head to go down, and I bite my lips. "I fucking love it," I grab her thigh and roll my hips, and I hold myself up above her with one hand on the sheets. I grip them and stare at her, and she softly drifts her hands down my torso.

Our bodies and souls making one, I keep going slowly, and we smile at each other. That is as if we could feel our love strengthen with something new, with a new type of attachment.

Her eyes never shying away from mine, I slow down, and without even doing anything more, she draws me in. I bring my face close to hers and kiss her, and I touch her hands to hold them, intertwine our fingers, and glide them over her head. I thrust a bit harder and faster to make sure she feels more inside. "Do you want to try from behind?" I open my eyes, the red lights mildly reflecting on our skins. "Why? Don't you enjoy it?"

"I do. I'm loving this so much, but I just know you always dream of me taking you from behind, so I thought you'd want it," I explain the reason why so that she does not misunderstand, and she grins. "Not this time, I love this the way it is going."

"Alright," I press my lips on her cheekbone. "But tell me if you wanna get in another position," my eyes focus on her lips, and she nods, her core clenching a lot and offering me more ecstasy.

The exciting sound of her heavy breathing stirring my mind up, I keep my face close to hers, our noses touching, our skins rubbing and warming each other up, I do not stop going in and out of her. Her hands tightening their hold on mine, her eyes shut pretty leisurely, and her lips part against mine as if some stronger shivering relish was running through her for a moment. I smile at her facial expression, her cheekbone and ears turning even more crimson than they ever did in front of me. When her twinkling eyes open again, I dive deep into her soul and pull her into mine.

"I love feeling you inside me," she whispers and gives me butterflies, bringing me what I am not used to feeling. I unconsciously smile and lick my lips. "I love this feeling a lot too."

I join our lips to kiss, sweetly, but fearing she might be hoping for better, I move one hand down to her face, and I brush my fingers past her lips. "Open," I whisper, and she does as told, so I enter two fingers into her mouth, and without telling her what to do, she sucks and covers them with saliva. I push them back and forth and pass them over her tongue piercing. The urge to go harder, choke her, and make her very submissive is tempting me so dangerously, but I need to be gentle for this first time. I need to make one step at a time and let her adjust.

Her saliva covering my fingers, I pull them out, and I get my hand between her thighs. I do not stop the motion of my hips but stick my fingers between her wet lips, and I rub her clit, knowing this will for sure give her pleasure. I aim for her other sweet spot to drive her crazy, this one that is a favorite for me too, and I lick her nipple, but all these different stimulations hit her in a good way, and she moans in a quiet voice, sending shivers all over my sweaty skin. I do not stop but rub my fingers in a circular motion, push through the lips, and the tip of my tongue keeps teasing her nipple's one, getting her reaction to drastically change compared to a few seconds earlier.

"Joonha..." she whimpers my name and instantly makes me close to it, her legs shaking, her breathing quivering, I taste more of her skin and take a mouthful of her soft breast, and I flick my fingers on one spot but thrust harder. "Like that...t—that spot..." she grips my shoulder and begs me not to stop, so I keep going the same way but raise my head up to see her climax.

Her closed eyes, her parted lips, her glowing sweaty skin, she looks so vulnerable and weak. She makes me want to use her until she cannot take it anymore, not even say a word or remember her name at all.

I never make a mistake but go at the same pace, thrust at the same rhythm, and in the same spot, and I tire my forearm out to rub her clit pretty quickly. The wet slapping sounds of skin caused by our hips meeting, by my fingers flicking between her wet lips, fills this heated room, and I feel myself reach an amazing orgasm as well.

"Are you gonna come, baby?" I breathlessly ask, no matter how obvious it is. I want to hear her say it, I want the words to leave her mouth in a moany and whiny voice. "Yeah... I'm close—" she tightens her grip on my skin and clenches her thighs, her head going backwards, exposing the length of her neck.

I get off in front of this but keep going, the strain in my arm tensing it. Once I see her back arch and feel her crush my shoulder, feel her breasts press harder against my torso, I understand that what is happening inside of her right now feels amazing. "I'm coming—" she moans but also seems to be crying from pleasure, so I slam my cock into her and watch her smaller body get overwhelmed by the intense pleasure, get controlled by my movement. "Just like that, baby, let go," I revel in this moment as much as she does, but her voice echoes through the room a little too loudly, so I use my free hand to cover her mouth but feel a wave of weakness take over me. "Shh, lower," I do not help her do so by ramming my cock into the right spot, but I take my hand off of her clit when she starts to convulse, scared to cause her pain. I only continue to thrust and cup her hip to hold her still.

Her limbs do not show any strength anymore as if she was close to fainting, but knowing her body and her reactions to this type of pleasure too much now, I speed up the pace, I pound her the way I have always wanted to, and she pants into my hand. I move it away to allow her to breathe through her mouth, and I look down at her while climaxing inside of her. "Does it hurt?" I struggle to speak properly, my heavy breathing, my quick and desperate thrust, but she shakes her head. "Keep going," her voice cracks, and she opens her legs more widely as if she wanted to feel me really deep inside. "It doesn't stop...it feels so good..." she loses her breath and clutches my arm, the heat burning our skins, our heavy and unsteady breathing turning everything wild and lustful.

I make it last as much as I can for her but cannot do it for much longer. As soon as the orgasm seizes me, my eyes close, and I move my body down to hers, tangle my fingers in her hair, and hold the back of her head. I do not think about anything other than what she is making me feel, what we are sharing together, and I grab her hair but crash my hips into hers on repeat to bring myself to the orgasm, and I quieten the small noises I let out in the crook of her neck but feel the electric current reach every corner of my body.

"Come, baby," she figures out, just from the way I am going more roughly, that I cannot control myself anymore, and she wraps her wobbly legs right back around my waist, so I use my entire body to go back and forth in her dripping wetness, and a moan leaving my chest catches me off guard. The incredible satisfaction does not miss one part of me, and I cum, not stopping myself but releasing and letting all the pleasure hold the reins of my actions.

For some long seconds, I lose my mind and go on until I cannot anymore, not realizing how rough or noisy everything is because of me, then once I can feel this rush of sexual satisfaction fade, I slow down, almost stop. I hyperventilate in her ear, her body enclosing me. I release my hold on her hair and catch my breath, regain full consciousness, and I slide my hand down to her neck to hold it.

My heart not beating me in the chest as hard as it was only one minute ago, everything in my body slows down, and even more when I feel her press her lips on my ear. She puts her arms around my body to hug me, and I kiss her jawline and smile.

I feel so good right now.

"Are you okay?" I cup the side of her face and look into her eyes, both sounding and seeming high. "Yeah," she nods and lays her hand over mine, my thumb gently moving over her cheek, and we smile at each other again.