The First Time is the Sweetest (4 page)

Chapter 2

Sabrina woke up the next morning grateful it was Saturday. It was a sunny June day, and she hoped to spend it doing nothing more strenuous than sitting around reading a good book. After the turmoil of last night and the conversation with Jimmy, she didn’t think she could handle anything stressful without self-destructing. She got up long enough to brush her teeth and wash her face, then climbed back into bed. Of course, just as she was stretching and contemplating whether or not she should just go back to sleep, Jimmy knocked on the door.
So much for being lazy!
she thought, secretly thrilled that he had come to her door so early in the morning.

“Hey, Sabrina, you awake? I thought I heard you in the bathroom,” he asked, voice muffled by the wood.

Sabrina yawned and sat up. “Yeah, I just woke up, Jimmy. Come on in.” She pushed her hair off her face and groped on the nightstand for her glasses. Jimmy opened the door and walked in, stopping as he saw her leaning half off the bed. He walked over to the nightstand and grabbed her glasses, handing them to her silently. As soon as she put them on and looked up, she could see him looking at her fondly.

“Hey!” She frowned sheepishly. “I’m blind as a bat here, not nice making fun of the disabled.” He obediently controlled his smile, but Sabrina could tell he was still amused.

“Don’t you usually wear your contacts to sleep?”

Sabrina nodded. “Yeah, but I threw out my old pair last night. Today I’ll have a new set in, and you won’t see me in these ugly glasses for another month.” He nodded as she squinted, trying to see him more clearly. The morning sun reflected across her glasses, making it difficult, but when she tilted her head, she saw that his hair was still mussed from sleep and he wore a pair of old sweat shorts, nothing else. She blushed but that didn’t stop her from gawking. His chest was lightly sprinkled with dark hair and nicely muscled. Right below his navel, another line of dark hair arrowed down to his groin. Sabrina couldn’t tear her eyes away, sure she could see his cock swelling beneath the soft fabric.

Sabrina looked back up just in time to see his gaze settle on her breasts, the peaked nipples barely covered by the thin cotton tank top she wore. She moved from embarrassed to aroused when Jimmy cleared his throat and shifted his weight. She couldn’t believe he was looking at her like that. She had her dorky glasses on and most likely some hideous bed-head as well.

Jimmy swallowed and cleared his throat again. “Would you like to go out for breakfast with me?”

Sabrina rubbed her eyes, sliding her fingers beneath her glasses as she tried not to look at his erection. She failed. He stood beside her bed, cock fully hard right in front of her. Between the obviousness of his arousal and his bare chest, she couldn’t stop staring. Jimmy was beautiful.

“Uh, sure, but I have to wash up first,” she said, finally tearing her eyes away and looking into his face.

Jimmy nodded. “Good!” Sabrina felt his eyes on her breasts; then abruptly, he reached down to adjust himself. Sabrina guessed he realized there was no way to hide it and watched, fascinated, as he pushed at the base of his erection, then swiftly and softly rubbed up the length, shivering. Sabrina blushed. “See you in, say, half an hour?” Jimmy asked, a hint of laughter in his voice.

She nodded dumbly and her tongue flicked out to lick her bottom lip. Jimmy groaned quietly. His cock jumped, and he gripped himself harder for a moment before letting go to sit on her bed. Sabrina squeaked with surprise, her eyes flying up to his face, but he didn’t stop there. Before she knew what was happening, he’d reached behind her neck and pulled her close, kissing her gently. He tasted like coffee and a bit of mint, and she sunk her hands in his hair, mussing it even further as she rubbed her cheek against his morning stubble, enjoying the prickle as he wound his arms around her body. Her breasts rubbed against the thin cotton of her shirt as they pressed into his bare chest, making her shudder. Jimmy smelled amazing and his skin was hot, from sleep or the sun she had no idea and didn’t care, too lost in the sensuality of the moment to think clearly.

She kissed him and he pulled back, gently removing her glasses before he leaned in again to run his tongue over her lips. Sabrina moaned and smoothed her hands down his back. He shivered and suddenly hauled her up onto his lap, her legs falling to either side of his hips, the sheets tangled. His arms felt like iron as they supported her weight, but it was really the hard length pressed against the juncture of her thighs that made her gasp. His heat, the strength of his arousal was making her crazy. She rubbed against him, and he kissed her harder. She must have made some small sound in surprise, because she felt him hum into her mouth right before he licked inside. God, he was hot! She squirmed on his lap, trying to get closer, and he chuckled, pressing his cock against her panties, making her cry out as he rubbed himself against her nub.

Sabrina moaned, and Jimmy broke the kiss, nibbling down her jaw until he reached her collarbone, where he sucked at the soft skin of her neck. She couldn’t speak or do anything but try and breathe. She knew she was wet. She could smell her arousal even through his kisses. Could he tell? Sabrina rubbed against his cock again, unable to stop, the pleasure overwhelming her.

“God, Sabrina, you taste so good, feel so good,” Jimmy muttered against her skin. He gripped her tighter, his hands sliding down to her ass, where he flexed his fingers and Sabrina rocked against his cock, enjoying the way it throbbed every time she ground down on him.

She gasped, burying her head in his hair as she rocked faster, then moved her mouth over his shoulder and licked, tasting the salty-sweet flavor of warm male. He shuddered but didn’t stop her from grinding down even harder. When he slid his hands to the hem of her shirt, lifting it up and off, she trembled. He shifted back slightly, and Sabrina let him pull it off. He tossed it to the floor and froze, staring hungrily at her breasts. Sabrina flushed with embarrassment, but when she felt his cock flex, she shivered, not caring anymore that this was the first time she’d let a man see her, touch her. Then he moved her off his lap and placed her on the bed, ignoring her moan of protest to lie beside her.

“So beautiful.” Jimmy slid his left hand up to cup her breast and flick the nipple. She gasped as his fingers teased the tip into a hard pebble. “You are gorgeous, Sabrina.” He looked into her face as her mouth opened, trying to catch her breath. Then he cupped her other breast with his free hand and gently rolled her nipple. It felt like he was stroking something deep inside her body. Every time Jimmy touched her, she wanted to cry with pleasure. He closed his eyes briefly and opened them again, breathing faster as he moved his fingers and she writhed on the bed beneath him.

“I want to suck you,” he said, hoarsely, sounding short of breath. “Can I taste you, Sabrina?”

She nodded, then inhaled sharply as he bent his head and licked her left nipple while still playing his fingers over her right breast. She didn’t know what to do with her hands but ended up gripping his hair again as he nibbled and sucked. She realized that this was what lust felt like. She wanted him desperately, wanted to have sex with him, make love with him. Somewhere deep inside, the intensity of her feelings frightened her. Jimmy was licking around her breast and inhaling deeply while she shivered, helpless with pleasure. He released her nipple with a pop and kissed it gently before looking up at her face.

“This is insane,” he whispered, licking his lips as she stared at him, unable to speak. “I can’t stop myself, I want you so badly, but I don’t want to rush or push you into anything you’re not ready for,” he continued, softly stroking his thumbs around her areolas as he spoke. He looked down to where her nipples peeked out between his fingers and squeezed them, sending a shudder of pleasure through her body. She could smell the faintest bit of mint. She rubbed her leg against his as she closed her eyes to savor the sensation of his hands on her body.

“Yeah, I want you, too,” Sabrina whispered finally, trying to participate in the conversation, barely able to form a coherent thought.

“I’ve only ever felt like this once before,” Jimmy murmured, stroking her skin absently.

Sabrina’s eyes flew open, and Jimmy stilled his hands. To her astonishment, he blushed and looked away. “Jimmy?” she asked, wondering if he was okay. She struggled to think through the haze of heat that fogged her senses.

“I’m all right,” he responded, turning back and dragging his hands over her ribs to her waist. “You’re so tiny here,” he said. “I love your waist, your smooth skin.”

Sabrina blushed. “When did you feel this way before? Isn’t this what sex feels like all the time?” she asked, tentatively. She didn’t want him to stop touching her, but she wanted to know more about him.

He stilled his hands again but didn’t lift them away. Sabrina watched several emotions chase across his face, hoping she hadn’t upset him. “This is way more than the usual, for me, at least,” he finally replied, looking into her eyes. “I like sex, but I don’t sleep around that much.” Jimmy smiled. “I’ve had two relationships, and they were fun but they weren’t this intense this fast. I had no idea it would feel like this when I touched you, Sabrina, but after I kissed you last night, I—” He stopped and shook his head.

“What about the last time you felt this way? You said you’d felt like ‘this’ once before,” Sabrina asked, curiosity warring with desire. Jimmy looked out the window. The morning sun streamed into her room, sending the dust motes dancing in what seemed like celebration. Her body still buzzed delightfully from his touch.

“His name was Gabriel, and I only knew him for about two weeks,” Jimmy finally said, pulling his hands back and scooping her shirt off the floor. Sabrina watched him bite his lip. When he handed Sabrina her shirt, she sat up, somewhat disappointed as she pulled the thin fabric over her head. He helped her smooth the fabric down over her breasts, and her eyes met his. He smiled, and Sabrina smiled back, feeling reassured. She knew in her heart that getting to know Jimmy was more important than sex.

“I met him my final year in college. He was a few years older than me and just finishing up at Quantico. He came in with an older agent to give a short lecture and demonstration about the FBI in a history class I was taking. The first moment I saw him, it was like I was mesmerized. At first I thought it was just because he was gorgeous, all dark hair and these incredible blue eyes, but after class, he and his colleague asked if any of us wanted to go to dinner and learn more about the FBI. Of course, I went.”

“Then what happened?” Sabrina asked, completely absorbed. She always thought he was happy as a loner, traveling on assignment too often to really settle down. She supposed she shouldn’t have assumed he didn’t want to meet someone. It was strange listening to him talk about it, as though she were truly grown up now. She felt a spark of pleasure at the thought that Jimmy felt comfortable enough with her to talk about his life.

“Well, one thing led to another, and we met for dinner that entire week. Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t really think he was interested in me romantically. I just wanted to get to know him better—he was funny and articulate and interesting. I fell for him but didn’t have the guts to say anything. Then, after a week and a half of meeting for dinner and sometimes playing basketball or catching a game on TV, he told me that he’d received notice of his first assignment and that he had to go undercover for at least a year. I was devastated and embarrassed about it. I mean, we’d only met a little while ago. I shouldn’t have felt so much so soon, and I knew he had no idea.” Jimmy sighed, face serious. She touched his arm, hoping to comfort him.

“So, the night before he had to go, after dinner, we walked back to my apartment. Just before he left me at the door, I grabbed him by the shirt and kissed him.”

“Oh!” Sabrina tried to imagine how nerve-racking that must have been. “What happened then?”

“Thank God he didn’t punch me!” Jimmy replied, chuckling. “I figured it was my last chance, and I had nothing to lose, well, except a tooth or two. You see, he’d never indicated to me that he was gay or bi. It’s really tricky to take that leap.” Jimmy laughed under his breath, shaking his head. “I really thought he was going to freak!” She watched Jimmy rub his hand over the back of his neck.