Chapter 4: Evan

I felt her go entirely still in my arms and froze as well. Maybe I shouldn't have mentioned it, but it was hard not to miss. I'd been dating girls for the past three years, and by now, it was easy to spot when a girl didn't have any experience. While the idea had me hot, and I really didn't want to scare her off whatever mission she was on to lose her virginity, I worried about hurting her.

At the same, it was kind of hard to believe a girl this sexy hadn't been fucked before. I mean damn, my dick had been hard the moment I laid eyes on her. How could she be a virgin?

"Does that turn you off?" She asked, voice low and subtly anxious.

"Not one little bit," I promised, and leaned back in for a kiss.

She was stiff for a second, before she returned the kiss as best she could. I swirled my tongue in her mouth, pressed myself against her to let her know just what she was about to get and guided her tongue and her hands as she grew bolder. That she had no idea what to do, that she needed me to teach her, satisfied something primal inside of me, and my hands slid over her hips and around to cup her ass. The girl let out a squeak as I rocked my hips against hers, letting her feel me again, and I grinned.

I was so fucking hard for her, I wanted to rip off her skirt and panties and fuck right into her, but she was a virgin. I had to be a little more careful than that, or it wouldn't be good for either of us. With that thought in mind, I went down on my knees.

She gasped. "What are you doing?"

I grinned up, thinking it was cute, how her voice went up in alarm, even as she struggled to be as quiet as possible. I could have told her not to bother. The guys on the other side weren't waiting for us, they were having their fun waiting for us to finish, and with the loud music and how hammered everyone was getting from the spiked drinks, they wouldn't hear us, unless she outright screamed.

"Can you let me try something?" I asked.

My hands held the sides of her hips, sliding her skirt up. She bit her lip and didn't say anything, and I took that as agreement. My eyes dropped in interest. I could see her panties in the dim light. They matched her bra, dark pink fabric with a lot of lace. I kissed the top line of her panties, slowly moving lower. She gasped above me as my hands touched the insides of her thighs, nudging them apart so I could get to where I wanted to the most.

I groaned at her feminine scent. With my thumbs rubbing the insides of her thighs, just at the edge of those panties, I kissed her harder through the fabric and heard her whimper as her body shook. I quickly grew impa-tient, though, and pulled her panties down her legs. I had her lift one leg to take it off, and left it at that, diving back in between her legs, this time with nothing in my way.

My tongue parted her folds, exploring her sex. She made a sound and shuddered, and I looked up to see her covering her mouth as she breathed hard, her breasts ris-ing and falling with each breath. The sight was so hot; I had to reach down and adjust myself in my pants. Then, thinking over it, I undid my belt and opened my fly, palming myself as I went back to what I was doing.

I kept one hand on her thigh as I played her with my tongue. Little muffled whines left her as I flicked the tip of my tongue on her clit, over and over, before pressing flat and licking in broad swipes. Then, lower, teasing her entrance before pushing my tongue inside. I fucked her with my tongue, fisting my cock at the same time, and imagined what it would be like when I had her against the wall.

Just thinking about it wasn't good enough for me. I slid one finger inside of her with my tongue on her clit. There was resistance, but she was wet enough, and I was too excited. I squeezed my cock around the base, before I stood up. I lifted up her thigh as I rose, bracing her body with mine against the wall.

"Hey," I called to her softly.

She looked up at me, hand falling from her mouth. Her eyes were wet; cheeks flushed, lips bruised from my rough kisses, her expression dazed. I pushed aside the pride I felt because I was the reason she looked that way.

"Tell me you want this," I said.

I waited, a little worried she would say no. In the next second, I was relieved when she nodded quickly.

"I want this, please, just make the ache stop." Her words were like a balm to me and I sighed in relief.

"It's going to hurt a little," I warned.

Her hands clutched my shoulder, and I reached a hand down to position my cock. Just to tease us both, I rubbed the head of my dick on her clit. Then, I pressed against her entrance, and I paused. I ducked down my head, kissed her, the hand not holding my dick caressed one of her nipples to distract her. She slowly relaxed against me, letting out a groan, as her arms came around my shoulders.