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Matt kissed slow, and he kissed tender. He kissed like he cared, and whether or not that was the case, Holly wouldn’t have minded in that moment. In that moment, nothing mattered but the fact that Matt was kissing her, touching her.

He pulled back just enough to catch her gaze. “Stop me if you don’t want this.”

Holly didn’t respond immediately, her brain having short-circuited on her the moment Matt had started kissing her. When she finally regained her faculty of thought and speech, she said, I want this. But you should know…I’ve never…” She let the rest of the sentence hang in the air, knowing he would hear the words even if she didn’t speak them out loud.

Matt pulled back further, eyes widening slightly in surprise. “Never?” he repeated.

Holly shrugged. “It’s hard to sneak around when you have parents like mine.”

Matt nodded. “I understand. Are sure you want to…?” He let the words hang, too.

“Yes,” Holly said immediately. “Please. Just…you know…be gentle.”

Matt smiled. “I’ll be
very
gentle.”

He kissed her again, as if to prove his point, and then he did it again. And again. For what felt like hours—hot, blissful hours—they did nothing but kissing. By the end, Holly was out of breath and aroused as she had never been.

Hands came into play then, wandering underneath the fabric of their clothes, setting out on the most exciting exploration to get to know each other’s body. Holly soon discovered that underneath Matt’s baggy clothes was a body that might have been on the cover of a magazine. Once they had all but ripped the clothes off each other, Holly could appreciate Matt’s figure in all its impressive glory. He had a lithe body with well-defined muscles and tanned skin.

His erection was powerful, and Holly could not help but eye it timidly.

“Don’t worry,” Matt said, following her gaze and guessing her thoughts, “I’ll be gentle.”

“How about I blow you first?” Holly blurted out.

She could hardly believe those words had come out of her mouth, but now that they had, she found they made lots of sense. She may never have had a man inside of her, but she was not a complete stranger to sexual practices. She masturbated regularly, and she had given the occasional blow jobs to her equally occasional partners. It made her feel confident and in control, something of which she felt she had great need at the moment.

Matt looked at her in surprise. “I thought you were…” He trailed off, embarrassed.

“I’m a virgin, I’m not completely clueless,” she said.

Matt smirked. “I have a feeling I’m going to like what’s in store.”

Holly grinned. “Well, honey,” she purred as she put a hand to his chest and pushed him gently to lay down on the sheets, “I have a feeling you’re going to like it too.”

Matt quivered in anticipation underneath her, and that in turn sent an electric jolt down her spine. She realized right then and there that she was already in charge.

Holly wasted no time; she had been wasting time all her life, and she was done with it. She ran her hands up Matt’s naked sides, smirking when she felt him shiver at the contact. She captured his lips in a brief but thorough kiss before she began to map out his entire body with her mouth. She worshiped and ravished him at the same time, alternating her passionate but tender exploration with teasing bites and playful licks. She lingered on his nipples until they became as hard as his cock. Speaking of which…

Holly wanted nothing more than to give that glorious erection of his her undivided attention, but she decided not to do it just yet. First, she was going to drive him mad. She ran her fingers down his torso and pelvis, teasing his shaft with her nails. She caressed him for minutes, never once letting him know the sweetness that were her lips wrapped around his dick.

She kissed his chest. His sides. His flat stomach. She kissed his hipbones, dragging her teeth lightly over the protruding bones, scraping the skin. Matt shivered. She kissed his balls.

“I like the way you taste,” she murmured.

Matt mumbled something incoherent in response.

“What’s that?” Holly teased.

Matt groaned. “Oh God…”

Holly’s smirk widened. She felt powerful, feminine, in control.

She leaned down and let her mouth finally come in contact with Matt’s awaiting erection. Holly took her time to savor him. Her tongue moved in slow, languid strokes that she could feel were already driving him wild. She ran her tongue all over his length, from head to base and vice versa. She felt him get even harder under her ministrations, something which she had not thought possible.

Oh God…how am I going to take him in?

She shook her head, pushing her worries and fears away. Matt said he would be gentle, and she trusted him.

Holly got a rein on her emotions and self-doubt and brought her focus back to the matter at hand. She began dancing an alternating dance, changing the rhythm and cadence, moving between slow and fast. She made sure that her lips always touched his skin as she sucked him.

Matt gasped and curled his fists into the sheets. Out of the corner of her eye, Holly could see that the grip of his hands was white-knuckled. It filled her with a sense of immense satisfaction. Never once stopping her motions, Holly let her hand come into play, her thumb and forefinger circling the base of Matt’s cock and following the path of her mouth to heighten the sensation. Matt’s breathing had become labored, and he would let out a moan every now and then, which was almost enough to send Holly into a spiral of pleasure of her own. Still, she managed to keep control of herself. She increased the rhythm and the motion, and she heard Matt’s breathing quicken in response. It wouldn’t be long now.

Holly had never asked him to, but Matt reached down and stroked her hair, gently pushing her away just in time to give in to his climax. She watched in fascination as he was caught in the throes of his pleasure.

Matt lay there panting for a few minutes, then, without warning, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her down to him. Holly yelped in surprise and laughed as he crushed their mouths together.

“You are a godsend,” he said when they pulled apart.

Holly flushed scarlet.

“It’s your turn now,” Matt said.

She looked down and, to her surprise, he was getting hard again. Rather than scaring her, his sexual appetite turned her on even more. She let him maneuver her so that she was lying underneath him on her back.

“I’ll be gentle,” he said.

“So you’ve said.” Holly smiled. “I believe you.”

“God, I want you,” Matt confessed in a breathless whisper.

Holly felt her cheeks grow even hotter with renewed flames.

He leaned over her and found the side of her throat with his mouth, sucking a bite in the sensitive skin. Mimicking her earlier actions, he too began to trace patterns with his lips all over her naked body. He, too, sucked, licked, and teased her nipples until they were hard and turgid. It was a few minutes before Holly realized that Matt’s hips had begun to move. He was drawing circles with his pelvis against her, creating friction and anticipation.

“I don’t suppose…” Matt said, already breathing hard, “…I don’t suppose you have a condom somewhere?”

“I’m on the pill,” Holly said, all the while cursing herself for not having thought about protection. “Are you clean?”

“As a whistle.”

“Me too.”

“Well, you would be.”

Holly blushed, feeling stupid. “Yeah, you’re right.”

Matt smiled and reached out to caress her cheek with one hand. His fingers soon left her face and traveled down her body all the way to her vagina. Holly barely had the time to ask herself what would come next before Matt began to work his magic. She had no idea how long it had been since he’d had sex, but he sure as hell had not lost his touch. In fact, his touch was almost all she needed to come. She pushed down her orgasm, not wanting to ruin it all in case it would be the only orgasm of the night.

Matt teased her whole area—from the clitoris to her lips and mons. He knew what he was doing, and he was doing something wonderful that nobody had ever done to her before. It didn’t take long for Holly to get slick and wet enough that Matt could attempt to slide inside her.

He stopped completely and looked down at her, catching her gaze. “Are you sure you want to do this with me?”

“I can’t think of anyone else I’d rather do it with,” Holly said sincerely. “And I promise it’s not just my arousal talking.”

Matt flashed her that shy smile of his that she had already begun to fall for. He began to slide in, and soon—
too
soon—the pleasure Holly had been feeling turned into pain. She hissed sharply, her whole body tensing up.

Matt froze immediately. “Shit,” he muttered quietly under his breath.

“It’s okay,” Holly said. “It’s all right. Just go slow.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’m sure,” Holly said, and she really was. She knew that the pain would pass, she only had to get past the first stage. She shifted a little to get into a more comfortable position and spread her legs wider to grant him easier access.

Matt’s hand found hers above her head, and Holly clutched at him like she would a lifeline.

He kept on his penetrating motion, inch by inch. Holly breathed through the pain and cried out when she felt something tear. He stopped again.

“Jesus, Holly…”

“I’m fine,” she hurried to reassure. “You act like you’ve never taken a woman’s virginity before.” He looked away, embarrassed, and Holly’s eyes widened as realization hit. “Oh my God! You haven’t?”

“Uh…no, not really.”

Holly stared at him. “Are
you
sure you want to do this?” She felt compelled to ask.

“I’m sure,” Matt said after a moment. “If you are.”

“I’m sure,” Holly said. She smirked. “Now, back to business, mister.”

Matt grinned down at her. He resumed his movement and slowly, gradually, slid all the way in. He began to dance a slow, careful dance.

He had not lied; he was gentle. He was gentle enough that soon Holly’s pain began to subside and transform into the pleasure she had been promised. She gasped when he managed to find her sweet spot, and she arched up against him, desperate to prolong that blissful sensation.

The more they went on and the more they moved together, the more Holly asked herself what she had been so nervous about. Her brain may not know what to do, but her body did. They kept on dancing for a long while, Matt’s hips thrusting long and deep. Eventually he once again fell prey to his pleasure. Holly could see that it was taking him all he had to keep his climax at bay.

“Don’t hold it in, Matt,” Holly said. “Please, come.”

Matt stared down at her. “But…you…”

“There is no way I’m going to come on my first time,” she said with a knowing smile.

He was hovering too close near the edge to show his disappointment. He did as instructed and let go, giving in to a powerful orgasm. Holly wrapped her arms around him and held him through the aftershocks. Eventually he pulled back and carefully slid out of her. Holly bit her lip to stifle a cry. The pain was coming back, although it was nothing more than a dull ache now.

Matt lay down next to her and watched her intently. “Are you all right?”

Holly turned her head to stare at him. “Me? Are you kidding? I’m great.”