Puck has by no means touched me on this approach earlier than. I imply, I’ve solely lately simply began to the touch myself like this, so it’s all new to me.

My cheeks warmth with my inexperience, and all of a sudden I really feel actually embarrassed.

“Bonnie,” Puck says softly, and although I’d like to avert my gaze, I take a look at him. “It’s my first time too. Every thing, I, I’ve by no means performed something.”

I open my mouth to talk, however nothing comes out.

“It was at all times you, Bonnie. I waited for this, for you.”

His cheeks flip a shade of pink to match mine, however an enormous weight has been lifted off my shoulders, figuring out that that is ours. There’s nothing and nobody to check it to, and we will make this second no matter we wish it to be.

After roaming his arms over my boobs a number of extra instances, Puck pulls on the finish of the highest and lifts it utterly over my head so I’m naked chested and weak. I’ve by no means been bare in entrance of anybody earlier than. By no means had a man take a look at my boobs or contact them, and the sensation is so totally different to after I’ve touched myself.

His fingers are featherlight and depart a tingling sensation in his wake. I nonetheless can’t imagine he’s touching me like this.

Leaning all the way down to kiss me, my naked chest pushed in opposition to his, I really feel the tingle between my legs broaden, and I push as much as meet his bulge.

“Earlier than we do something, Bon, I have to be sure to’re prepared, okay?” he asks, and I nod, shifting barely when he falls to my aspect.

Puck pulls the covers up over us, and as soon as I’m hidden beneath them, his hand travels down my abdomen, in the direction of the sting of my pyjama shorts.

“Can I?” he asks politely, and I nod, too afraid to talk.

I’m so nervous about him touching me there, terrified it’s going to harm, however figuring out that it’s crucial. I’ve touched myself there earlier than, and I do know that when I’m moist, it will get simpler.

Puck’s finger slips between my waistband and into my knickers, and I buck my hips barely when his finger touches my warmth.

My abdomen swirls with a frenzy of butterflies that I can’t fairly clarify, and it isn’t till after a couple of minutes that his finger descends decrease, and he slowly enters me.

There’s a slight burning, nevertheless it’s not terrible since he’s labored me up a bit.

It’s intrusive, however thrilling all on the similar time. I’ve teased myself with my fingers earlier than at midnight in my bed room, nevertheless it’s by no means felt like this.

My fingers aren’t so long as his, in order that they don’t attain as far. My fingers aren’t as agency as his, in order that they don’t really feel as tough.

His actions are mild and sluggish, nevertheless it nonetheless takes me some time to get used to it.

My physique is conscious of each single stroke, each tingle, alight with sensation. After a number of extra strokes, a really small whimper leaves my lips, and I squeeze them collectively tightly, somewhat embarrassed. I take a look at Puck, however his head is bent low, watching his hand transfer beneath my shorts, a small smile taking part in on his lips.

I transfer my hips to match his tempo, that’s ever so slowly began to hurry up, after which his fingers slide out slowly, rubbing over my clit, and I shiver, earlier than he slips his fingers again into me.

It feels prefer it lasts endlessly as he makes use of his fingers to pleasure me and guarantee I’m prepared.

Although I don’t suppose something will actually put together me.

Puck slips up and doing and goes to his bedside drawer, pulling it open and taking out a condom.

“We got them at college a pair years in the past,” he explains, and I simply nod as a result of I’m undecided what else I’m alleged to say.

Then Puck reaches the bedside lamp and flicks it off, plunging us into darkness, and I really feel like I can breathe somewhat simpler.

I hear Puck pulling his bottoms down, so I shimmy out of mine below the covers and throw them onto the ground.

The mattress dips, and Puck climbs below the covers in between my legs. The room is quiet, however my ears don’t miss the ripping of the condom packet. My eyes begin to modify simply sufficient that I can see Puck wanting down and doing what I can solely think about is placing the condom on.

Does he know methods to do it correctly? What if it doesn’t work? What if it doesn’t match him? Wait, what if he doesn’t slot in me?

I really feel stress at my entrance, and I squeeze Puck’s arms tightly in concern and anticipation. My thoughts begins to spiral at 100 miles an hour, questions and insecurities and worries plaguing me, a lot in order that I don’t even realise Puck has paused, hovering over me, ready for my phrase.

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