Saxonhurst Secrets - Page 88

He edged in slowly, wanting to feel every tingle, every iota of friction, every second of warm, velvety cling as he glided up the passage. It was so good, better than he even imagined it could be. So good that he worried he would not be able to hold himself back for long.

‘How does it feel?’ asked Julia, her voice far away and contented. ‘Your first time?’

‘Heaven,’ he whispered. ‘Oh, heaven. Please. Don’t move. I must keep still for a moment.’

She chuckled and ruffled his hair.

‘You sweet thing. I understand. You feel divine, you know. You’re a perfect size and length. I could keep you in here for ever.’

‘Oh.’ He shut his eyes and tried to control the blood that pumped so wildly through him. He was connected, physically, to another individual, a woman.

He was no long

er a virgin. He was her lover. Her sinful, fornicating lover.

And he didn’t care.

Once he was sure he had a grip on himself, he drew back and then thrust forward. How many times could he repeat that motion without climaxing? This was the question of the moment.

He kept up a languid pace, keen not to disappoint Julia, though she seemed anything but disappointed. She had put her fingers on her clit and was stroking it. The sight of her, abandoned to her pleasure, did nothing to hold back his threatened orgasm.

He couldn’t help himself. He began to speed up. His brain was beginning to blur, his self-control flying beyond reach. Julia put her other hand on one of her breasts and pinched a nipple. He bent down and kissed it, and she moaned, loudly and ecstatically. Was she finished?

‘Adam,’ she said, stretching out the final “m” for miles. He felt a spasm, a convulsion around his cock. Yes, that had to be it. She had come.

Now he didn’t have to wait … But if he came, then it would be over, and he didn’t want it to be over … But his cock would have its way and it plunged him into the darkness, followed by the starburst sky of orgasm. Lights flashed behind his eyes and the force of it was like being flung from some precipice. He poured himself out, all his lusts, all his repressions, all his fears, into Julia. She took them all.

He collapsed on top of her.

‘My little virgin,’ she crooned, stroking him. ‘All grown up now.’

‘I’m sorry,’ he whispered. ‘Sorry, sorry, sorry.’

‘God, why? You’ve nothing to be sorry for. Come on, love. Look at me. Lay yourself down and catch a breath.’

He pulled out and climbed off her, flopping down on the bed on his back.

‘Come on, what’s this nonsense? Sorry? What for?’

‘I’ve … I shouldn’t have.’

‘Yes,’ she said, irritation in her voice. ‘You should have. You’ve given me the most wonderful time. You’re a terrific lover, a natural. You should be sorry you didn’t fuck me before. Very sorry.’

‘I’ve opened Pandora’s box,’ he said to himself.

‘My name isn’t Pandora. It’s Julia. Stop being so daft.’ She kissed his forehead.

‘How will I be able to stop, now I’ve started?’ he asked, feeling a sense of panic. He was going to become one of those sex addicts. He could see it in his future.

‘I hope you won’t,’ she said robustly. ‘My doors are always open to you, sweetheart. You know that. You can stay here and shag me until the cows come home.’

‘Or the legal owners.’

‘Don’t start that again. Honestly, Adam, if sex is going to make you tetchy and navel-gazing, perhaps we should see about getting your dick removed.’

‘Perhaps you should,’ he said bleakly.

Julia sat up, shaking her head.

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