Love At First Hate (Love At Firsts Book 2)(45)
I never expected things to be like this; to have sex on a plane and my first time with Matt in all the wrong places, but I don’t regret a thing.
I do, however, wonder what’s going through his head. He’s been standing still for a minute while being buried deep inside of me.
At long last, he starts moving his hips. His left hand holding my hips while his right hand is pressed on top of mine on the counter. I couldn’t move even if I wanted to. Matt goes very slowly, letting me feel, letting me enjoy this moment.
The first wave of pain when he penetrated me was long gone. The pleasure quickly replaced it. He’s a mindful lover, kissing my neck and sucking on my ear.
Our eyes rarely break contact through the mirror. I didn’t want to miss any second of watching this beautiful man making me his, making me feel whole.
He slowly starts to pick up the pace and goes deeper. I’m stuck between him and the counter, and I’m not going to complain. I don’t care where we are and if there are a shit load of people outside the door or if we could get into trouble. It’ll be well worth it for what is happening right now.
His right hand leaves mine, and he starts to caress my ass and up my back, placing his hands on my shoulders. He picks up the pace and the strength of his thrusts. His balls slapping against mine, sending shivers down my spine. Heat is building up inside of me. He is getting more dominant, more aggressive with each thrust, and I don’t mind one bit. It feels amazing to feel him let go and f*ck me how he pleases to make us come.
He accelerates more and more, and I can’t stop the moans escaping my mouth. He places his hand over my mouth, smirking at me in the mirror as he f*cks me hard and long, resting his other hand on the counter for balance. With each look in the mirror, he stops for a second and gives me a deep, hard thrust, making his cock reach deep inside of me.
Quickly, we are both panting, and I find myself thrusting back into him, making him go deeper and faster inside of me. I need my release as bad as he does.
He lets out a long groan, and he comes, emptying himself inside the condom. He rests his forehead against my shoulder as he catches his breath before pulling out of me. He disposes of the condom in the trashcan and turns me around. He gets down on his knees and starts to suck me.
I hold his face in my hands and guide him, getting more comfortable with him every second that passes. He has a smile playing on the corner of his lips as I f*ck his mouth. He lets me do as I please, and it doesn’t take me long to empty myself into his mouth and down his throat.
He moans as he sucks and licks me clean, sending shivers down my spine.
“Fuck,” I groan.
“You could say that.” He chuckles and stands up, doing his pants up as I do mine.
“That was mind-blowing.” I kiss him, tasting myself on his lips; it’s such a turn on.
“I’m glad it was, babe.”
“Was it good for you?” I ask, slightly confused.
“Best sex I’ve ever had.” He blows out a breath.
“Are you okay?”
“More than, I’m slowly realizing what I’ve been missing these past few years, and I’m glad I finally have it in my life,” he says with a serene expression on his face.
“And what’s that?”
“Being with someone who means so much to me and who makes me truly happy.” He looks up at me, smiling that beautiful smile of his.
“Be still my heart,” I mumble.
“I’m glad I can make you feel that way too.” He wraps his arms around me and embraces me chuckling.
“You do, more than you can imagine.” I hold him close to me, and too soon we are exiting the bathroom and going back to our seats.
I don’t know what I was expecting from having sex with a man for the first time. I was scared I’d feel pain and be uncomfortable and feel awkward. It was the most natural thing I’ve ever done. Being with Matt is just natural. It feels amazing. I feel happy and loved, or at least appreciated when I’m around him.
He makes me feel things I never thought were possible, and just the fact that we are both feeling the same way reassures me that maybe, just maybe things will be alright for once.
I’m scared shitless of Lindsey showing up out of nowhere and f*cking up mine and Matt’s plans for this coming week, but I can’t live in fear of what might happen. I haven’t seen or heard from her since that night at the restaurant. I’m not even sure if she knows I’ll be in Hawaii with my sister and her friends.
We haven’t defined what we are, and I don’t feel like we have to. It’s pretty obvious to the both of us, not by our actions but by what we’ve said to each other. I’m quickly falling for him, and I am scared of what could go wrong because let’s face it, I haven’t been the luckiest when it comes to relationships. Maybe it’s because I was with the wrong person all along.
I can’t wait to start another chapter of our new story together.
The rest of the flight was pretty normal compared to how it started.
We had some more food, a couple of drinks, and watched a couple of episodes of Strangest Things. We’re both obsessed with that show now.
I’m sure one of the air hostess suspects that we’ve had some fun in the bathroom considering the looks she was giving us. She seemed more turned on than anything else, and I don’t blame her. Fucking Nate in the bathroom was an eye opener for me. I was with the wrong person all along and put myself through hell with John for nothing, but everything happens for a reason, right? I might not have ended up with Nate had things not gone down when they did with John. I’m not dwelling on the past, but it’s just funny how things go.