Although it felt so very, very good, I knew I wasn’t going to come like I had before. When I felt Jake’s body tensing, I wrapped my arms around his back, drawing him closer to me. “Oh Abby!” he cried as he shuddered with his release. I rubbed circles over his back as he continued to tremble within me.

When Jake pulled his head away from my shoulder, I smiled up at him. “That was so amazing, baby. I love you so much for giving it to me.”

“I love you too, but…” His brows furrowed.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“You didn’t come.”

My cheeks warmed at his comment. “No, but I think that’s kinda normal for girls the first time.” When Jake didn’t respond, I took his face in my hands. “I did twice before though.”

“Yeah, but…”

I smiled. “Baby, you just gave me the best experience of my entire life.”

He scowled. “You have nothing to gauge it by. I coulda been lousy as hell, and you’d think it was rainbows and unicorns.”

“Are you trying to ruin my making love for the first time just because your ego is bruised because I didn’t come?” I snapped.

His expression softened. “No, that’s not it.”

“Well, that’s what it sounded like to me.” I snatched my hands away from his face. “I’ve been waiting and wondering my entire adult life what sex would be like, and for me, you blew away all my expectations. So what if I didn’t come when you were inside me? It was my first freakin’ time, and for the first part, it hurt like hell!”

When I started to climb off the mattress, Jake wrapped me in his arms. “I’m sorry, Angel.”

“Yeah, well, you should be. Asshole!”

He chuckled. “Trust me, I am.” With his fingers, he tipped my chin up to look at him. “You were right. I was being a complete and total dick because I thought I had totally fucked up your first time because you didn’t come.” He tenderly kissed my cheek. “It’s hard for me getting used to the all the emotions with sex. It’s overwhelming being your first.”

“So what you’re trying to say is you were under a lot of pressure?”

“Yeah, but it was worth it. It was fucking amazing.” He grinned. “You were fucking amazing.”

“Really?” I asked, my voice rising an octave.

Jake propped himself up on one elbow to stare at me. “You know what made it for me? It was the look in your eyes as you were experiencing every range of emotion from the physical pain to the emotional connection. Your eyes are so expressive, and I felt like I was really, really inside you.”

My heartbeat raced at his thoughtful words, and for a moment, I could only reply, “Oh wow.” I cocked my head at him. “So does that mean you like making love better than fucking?”

Jake chuckled as his finger came to trace my lips. “Such a dirty mouth you have, Angel.”

“You’re avoiding the question.”

“I plan on continuing to make love to you as well as introducing you to fucking.”

I grinned. “I look forward to that.”

“Now come here and let me spoon you again.”

I happily snuggled up to him. After all, who would argue with that?

***

Sunlight streamed across my face, warming my cheek. Yawning, I started to stretch when I realized I was imprisoned by two muscular, tattooed arms. When I tried squirming away, Jake tightened his hold on me. “Where do you think you’re going, Angel?” he murmured drowsily.

“Nowhere,” I replied. Glancing over my shoulder at him, I grinned. “I’m not used to waking up naked with a guy.”

Jake’s closed eyes popped open. “Hmm, that’s right. Since I’ve got you naked and in my arms, I think I should make the most of the moment. Don’t you?”

“What did you have in mind?”

“Showing you just how much I love you,” he replied as he pushed me onto my back. He then began nibbling a moist trail over my shoulder, up my neck, and then finally after what felt like an eternity, his lips met mine.

Realizing I hadn’t brushed my teeth, I jerked back and covered my mouth. “Oh God, do I have morning breath?”

Jake rolled his eyes. “Angel, me and my morning wood couldn’t give a shit about whether or not you have morning breath.”

I giggled. “If you’re sure.”

“I’m sure, but maybe I should put my mouth somewhere else.”

I inhaled sharply as his lips closed over my nipple. I arched my back, allowing him to take more of my breast into his mouth. Swirling his tongue over the hardened peak, he then gently nibbled it, causing me to gasp. “You like that?”

“Mmm, hmm,” I murmured.

He chuckled as he kissed a trail over to my other breast to give it the same attention. “Let’s see how wet you are for me,” he said as he brought a hand between my legs. He stroked and caressed me until my hips were arching off the bed. “You like that too, huh?”

“Yes, Jake!”

But when he thrust two fingers inside me, I cried out from pain, rather than pleasure. He grimaced before withdrawing his fingers and tenderly kissed my cheek. “I’m sorry, Angel. I should’ve realized you would’ve been too sore this morning.”

“Ugh, this sucks!” My breaths came in harsh, frustrated pants. “I really wish it didn’t hurt because I do want you again. Very much.” I cupped his face in my hands. “I can’t tell you enough how last night was the most beautiful experience of my life, and I can’t wait to make love to you again.”

His genuine smile made my heartbeat accelerate. “We will. But I think we better give you a little while to recuperate.”

I grinned coyly at him. “If you just didn’t have such a big penis, I would be fine.”

Jake threw back his head and laughed. “Yeah, right. You wouldn’t know big from small.”

Sliding my hand between us, I cupped his erection in my hand. “I dunno. Seems pretty gigantic to me.”

“Hmm, now you’re just being a smartass and getting me riled up even more with no hope of getting off.”

When he tried to push my hand away, I shook my head. “Just because we can’t do it, do it, doesn’t mean I have to leave you unsatisfied.”

“And just what did you have in mind?”

I gave him a flirty wink as I sat up in the bed. “Taking care of my man.” I then rose up to straddle him. Ignoring the ache of both pain and pleasure at the position, I began kissing and licking my way down Jake’s tattooed chest. I boldly flicked my tongue out and circled both of his nipples, causing him to moan. Then I worked my way down his well-defined abs to that delicious V. Just before I got to his erection, I stopped. He whimpered in disappointed. “Patience, baby.”

“Don’t ‘baby’ me when you’re torturing me!” he argued.

With a laugh, my hand feathered across his abdomen and between his legs. I took his length in my hand and stroked it like he had taught me before. Gripping him tighter, I bent over to teasingly lick my tongue over the tip. I met Jake’s gaze, which burned into me with desire, before I slipped the head into my mouth.

“Oh fuck me,” Jake muttered as his head fell back against the pillow.

I grinned as I tried taking him further into my mouth. Fighting my gag reflex, I worked him in and out, stroking him with my hand as well. “Angel…Abby. Oh yeah, keep doing that. Damn, it feels so good,” he groaned, his hips bucking off the mattress.

Although I’d been mortified to get sex advice from Lily, I remembered she’d said to give a guy’s balls lots of attention. With my free hand, I cupped them gently, working them between my fingers. Jake grunted in pleasure, so I kept up my ministrations. One hand twisted into my hair while the other fisted the sheet. “Oh Angel, I’m gonna come.”

When he tried moving me off of him, I murmured, “No,” against his penis. I wanted to do everything I could for him, and that included letting him come in my mouth. My acknowledgement caused a low groan from deep in Jake’s throat before he began shuddering. When he came, it took me off guard for a minute, and I jumped, but I kept him in my mouth until he was done.