Part 13: You want to beg for it?

Before setting my naked body on the bed I heard the sound of his drawer sliding open and sensed the slightest change in his attention to me.

I pulled his face down to mine and he smiled before meeting my craving mouth. He laid me on the bed and crawled up on me, between my spread, welcoming legs. As soon as he was in place, I wrapped my legs around his waist.

"Impatient." He whispered against my lips.

"Not my fault." Before the words were fully out of my mouth I tensed as I felt his member teasingly circle my center.

"You'll be okay." He whispered and I managed a nod. He captured my lips into a soft, consoling kiss. Balancing his weight on one elbow, he used his other hand to smooth the top of my head in a careful trial of sedation. I felt him slide inside me an inch.

Unexpected pain shot right up my center and I heard myself gasp, crying out in pain. I turned away from him.

He recovered my mouth with his before sliding an inch deeper drawing yet another cry from me.

"Are you alright?" he asked scanning my face and I nodded, managing another smile.

It was as though little pins wire piercing my center, sending little bundles of pain rippling throughout my being. Alright my foot, but that wasn't going to stop me from having him fill me.

I was about to thrust my pelvic upwards to meet him when he withdrew. I groaned in need and he thrust halfway in.

"A-ahh..." I cried out loud and he placed his forehead against mine. His was breathing with a heavy strain and I could tell he was having a hard time taking it slow as I was waiting for him.

"Hun?"

"Mmmh..."

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"You're so good..." I moaned when he rotated his hips.

"Am I?" He asked kissing me.

"Javier..." I breathed. The presence of half his member inside me was a torture to my greedy inexperienced being.

He slid in an inch deeper making me choke on my breath. Or perhaps I had choked on the intensity of the pain as I adjusted to his size. It didn't seem that big of a size when I had touched him before, but the pain was significant.

Significant but pleasurable. I started grinding against him when he withdrew again.

"Please..." I whimpered.

It was then that I realized he wasn't only doing that to spare me some pain but also for his own pleasure.

"Javier..."

"Yes hun? You want to beg for it?" he said as he circled his member around my center, pushing it only half an inch inside and withdrawing soon after.

"Fuck... Just fuck me plea... "Aa... ahh... Mmmh-yeah..." Pain and pleasure overcame me once more as he filled me with one powerful thrust. I smiled up at him as he looked down at me with probing eyes while he kept raming into me with measured speed.

To urge him on, I started rotating my hips and grinding against him.

"Fuck... You're troubling..." Holding my waist down with one hand, he fully withdrew his member and thrust into me, appearing to relish the cries and moans that escaped my mouth. Before my cry died out, he was out of me and thrusting in again and again until I lost count and only noticed that he wasn't fully withdrawing.

His thrusts became strong and speedy. He wasn't kissing me anymore, rather he was heavily breathing into my hair. A swirling feeling of pleasure started somewhere in the core of my center and I felt my back arc, my legs tighten around his waist and my hands desperately pat his back to hurry him on.

I was on the edge and every second it took was a pleasure I was willing to skip and reach my release.

But for some reason I knew I wasn't going to cross over, and as the lazy idiot I was, I knew he was waiting for me to come before he reached his own release so I faked it.

I faked my release for him.

His thrusts deepened and became more defined and lingering, his grip tightening on my waist and a moment later, I felt him come.

He lay on me silently, his weight pushing down on me and I had a sad but glad smile on my lips. I wasn't able to cum, but at least I could make him cum. His pleasure equaled my pleasure.

Moreover, at least the stages preceding the climax were enjoyable.

The distant feeling of pain at my center was the reminder of that, it reminded me of the process and I felt myself reaching for Javier's head and blindly searching for his lips.

"Are you alright?" he asked as he removed the protection, tied it and tossed it aside.

"Yes," In fact, I was sadly alright.

He squeezed his eyes shut and buried his face in my neck. "That was the best, fucking, sex I've ever had in a long time. Actually, ever." He whispered and wrapped his arms tightly around me. "You're so sweet I could have you everyday."

"I'm yours for the taking."