Chapter 18

Friday finally came. Ryan couldn't believe how long the day dragged on. Jen wasn't coming over until eight. His parents left at ten AM. Will and Robby left at noon.

He went to the store, buying what he supposed he needed for dinner. He'd never cooked a whole meal by himself, although he was a decent cook. He spent the rest of the day in the kitchen. It kept his mind off of that night.

Melissa was going to drive Jen over. Ryan had offered to pick her up but she refused. The clock dragged on. Jen spent an hour in the tub.

Fortunately, her parents were out, so they didn't ask why she was all dressed up to spend the night at Melissa's. She tried to dress nice, but not too fancy. She wore a cream colored slip-like dress, with white stockings and heels. She piled her hair up into a French twist, and wore the gold earrings and necklace he had given her. She knew Ryan would freak over her. He never failed to tell her she looked beautiful.

Melissa oohed and aahed, giving her various advice during the ride and demanding details as soon as they could be given. She leaned over and hugged her friend before she got out of the car. She knew Jen was lucky, she knew Ryan would be there for her.

The door opened, and he stood there. His hazel eyes, which looked brown in some lights, shone absolutely green. His face broke out in a huge smile, and he looked her over.

"Wow... " he admired.

"Wow yourself."

He reached for her, kissing her gently. "Come in ma cherie!" he cooed.

She came into the dim house, dropping her bag and removing her new jacket.

"You didn't eat dinner did you?" he asked.

"No, of course not."

"Good. I've cooked you a feast!"

She followed him, and he spun around suddenly in the kitchen, taking her into his arms. "I love you," he whispered, kissing her.

"I love you too," she whispered, nearly crying in joy. He was so perfect.

"Hungry?" he asked, grinning at her.

"Yeah."

Taking her hand, he brought her to the dining room, which looked out of a bay window. The view was spectacular, you could see for miles around. He'd removed several leaves from the table so it was round, and small. Candles lit it.

She was totally impressed, and told him so. He'd gone all out. He was a good cook too. She tried to eat as much as she could, with out stuffing herself. She nearly cried when he brought out chocolate mousse for dessert.

"You're too much," she said.

"Only the best for you Jen," he told her.

He'd feared beforehand that they'd have difficulty making conversation during dinner, but thankfully that wasn't the case. He was still scared deep inside that she'd change her mind. He wanted this night to be perfect for her. They both were a little quiet sometimes, their minds on something else. He caught her eye several times, and gave her reassuring smiles.

She ate slowly, making sure she wasn't full. It was almost nine o'clock. She started fidgeting in her seat. He noticed.

He smiled at her. "Come here," he said gently.

She came over, and sat on his lap. He pulled her to him, kissing her. She kissed him back. God, she was ready.

She stood up, taking both of his hands and pulling him to his feet. She pulled him towards his room. In the kitchen he suddenly picked her up, and she shrieked and laughed.

"Wait, wait!" she insisted. "My bag. I have to get ready!" she giggled. She took her bag into the hall bathroom, and he went into his own, brushing his teeth hurriedly. He went around his room, lighting the candles he had placed beforehand.

He pulled back the covers, trying to make them look casual. Should he undress now? he thought. He undid his shirt slowly, trying to breathe deeply. He'd lied when he said he wasn't scared. What if he hurt her? What if he came right away? He realized his nervousness. God, what if I can't get it up? He moved one candle.

Ryan looked up. She stood there in his dark doorway like an angel, he thought, in a white silk teddy. Her hair was loose, hanging down around her shoulders softly. She was so beautiful. Looking at her, dressed in white, he realized what a gift her love was. She was giving him her virginity. She'd never be able to give it to anyone else.

He stared at her, choked up a bit, then shook his head, saying, "My lord... "

She blushed, and he held his arms out to her. She came to him slowly. He kissed her deeply, his hands on her shoulders.

Like they'd done so many times before, she undressed him slowly. They knew each other's bodies like their own practically. He rubbed her shoulders, and kissed her neck, and ears. She licked his nipples.

Sitting on the side of the bed, he kicked his shoes off, pulling her on top of him while he laid back. Her hair fell around his head. He held her to him tightly, as if to never let her go, just kissing her for a long while.

She knew she wanted to do it, she'd never been so sure of anything in her life. Everything had been so perfect so far, and inside the tiny part of her that was scared of the pain was drowned out by the rest of her, knowing it was right. He slid the straps of her teddy down, rubbing her back and her shoulders. She undid his fly, pulling his pants down past his hips. She held his face in her hands, then ran her fingers through his silky brown hair, kissing him still.

Finally she rolled onto her back, so she was lengthwise on the bed. She slid under the covers, and he followed her. She massaged his naked body, her hands running up and down the length of his spine. 46inally her hands grasped his dick, and his mouth went for her breasts.

He licked her nipples, while her arm cradled his head. He'd promised her before, that when they eventually had sex, they would still do "the other stuff" she, and he, liked so much. He tried to remember that promise now.

Her hand still gripped him, rubbing his precum around the tip while he gasped. His fear of impotence was not justified; he was as hard as a rock. His own hands traveled under the silk between her legs. Her leg wrapped around his hip as he fingered her.

It was barely light from the few candles he had set up. But she could see his face, which reassured her all the time that it was right, and that he loved her.

She held him tightly, her arms around his muscular back. Her mind was swimming, both of them were breathing hard.

She ducked her head, taking him in her mouth while he gasped. She sucked him up and down, and he shivered, nearly cumming right then. He pulled her up to him, kissing her hard. He couldn't cum yet, she'd understand, he was sure, but it would ruin their momentum. He slid her teddy down off her hips, so she was as naked as him.

He made love to her with his mouth, and his hands, exploring every nook of her body. He kissed her fingers, her palms, and her wrists. He kissed the length of her arm. He bent over, kissing her stomach, then crawling down between her legs. His mouth ran over her thighs, and all down her legs.

Finally, he licked her clit while she moaned. His tongue played with her various folds, then licked around her clit some more.

Her hand touched his face, and his eyes met hers. She reached down, pulling him up to her. He kissed her, thinking, Now? Now?

She pulled him on top of her, raising her knees up around his hips. He kissed her, looking her deeply in the eye. He kissed her again softly, then looked down at the task before him.

He found her hole with his finger, then placed the tip of his cock at the entrance. He'd been there before, but that time she'd pushed him away.

His mind swimming, he supported himself above her on one arm, and he pushed gently. It went in a millimeter, and he still gripped it or else it might have slid down.

He looked up at her, she was breathing rapidly, looking down at what was going on. She looked at him, and nodded.

He pushed it in further, her tight, unrelenting skin gripping his cock. God, it was tight. It was going in, the wet skin of her cunt being pulled in along with it. He kept pushing in, and it was resisting. It's not gonna go in, he thought desperately. All the while his mind was screaming at him to thrust, thrust...

He did so suddenly, pushing up hard. She jerked under him as her hymen tore and he pressed deeper into her. She let out a small cry, her knees sliding down. He gasped as his cock slid up into her. It's in, it's in, his brain told him frantically. It gripped him, her virgin cunt tight around him.

Her eyes opened, and she bit her lip as she tried not to cry from the pain. Pain, pain, that's all she could think.

Supporting himself on his elbows, he looked into her tear-filled eyes.