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Bound by Blood

Ch IV: Our Virtue

"You're serious?" Claudia pressed her lips together.

"Yes." I set my jaw, bracing myself to be laughed at.

"But, I've heard - "

"People over exaggerate or just make things up all together," I sighed. "I've fooled around; kissing, oral, dry humping. But I've never gone all the way."

"Oh." She wrung her skirt in her fists. "Is there a reason why?"

"I suppose a woman I liked enough never came along."

"Oh, okay." The sparkle in her eyes faded.

My heart skipped a beat. I've seen that disappointment in women's eyes before, so why did it hurt so much now?

"Same here, I guess. I've never gone all the way either." Her knuckles turned white. "I wanted you to be my first."

"Why me?"

"Because you saved my life. I wanted to repay you, somehow."

My chest ached worse than if I'd just finished five hundred reps on the bench. "You can't possibly like me that much."

"Wanna bet?"

"And if I were ugly?"

Her shoulders slumped. "You still saved me." She motioned to the patch of hemlock. "Twice. You also try really hard to look stoic, but I know you're actually very nice and you care a lot about people. The fact that you're beautiful is just a bonus."

I scoffed under my breath. "If you say so."

"Ok then, what sort of woman would be good enough to win your virtue?" Claudia crossed her arms; not in anger or defiance, but rather to self soothe. I wanted to put my arms around her, to hold her against my chest and feel her heart pounding against mine.

"The strong, independent type. Someone who isn't afraid to stand up to me."

"Is that what you like?"

"Nothing gets my attention better. And, er, it wouldn't hurt if she was a beautiful blonde with eyes the color of the sky."

Her face instantly drained of color, only for the blood to come rushing back into her cheeks like a tidal wave.

My heart slammed inside of me so mercilessly I feared she'd hear it. My throat tightened as I found the nerve to step closer to her. That blasted curl was loose in front of her ear again, but this time I raked it back before she noticed. Her eyes clouded over, her lips parted, and giving in to my own selfishness, I kissed her.

Claudia's hands glided up my body, caressing my exposed chest. Could she feel my heart? Could she sense my desire? She leaned into me, deepening the contact.

I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her tightly against me - her warmth, her scent, her taste, all so intoxicating. I regretted having abandoned her the night before, but I was determined not to lose my nerve again.

"Claudia," I purred against her lips. She only moaned out a breath in response. I pecked her lips again, but only briefly. "Can I?..."

I leaned back from her only slightly, sliding my hands around to her front, where I gently squeezed her breasts through her dress. She gasped ever so softly, gazing at me from half-lidded eyes.

Gulping down the lump in my throat, I gingerly began unbuttoning her dress, noting how they stopped just at her waist. I pushed the sides apart to reveal the most beautiful breasts I'd ever had the pleasure of seeing. Attempting not to appear too eager, I struggled to control my breathing as I slipped off my gloves to touch her. She was so soft as though formed of silk velvet. Taking them both in my hands, I rubbed my thumbs over her nipples.

I was rewarded with a soft moan as she dropped her head back, exposing her neck to me. I leaned in and kissed her throat, dragging my lips down to her chest, between her breasts, and down until I reached the waist of her dress.

As if reading my mind, Claudia slid the dress off her shoulders, then pushed it down to pool around her feet. Without pause, she began unbuckling my coat, groaning out her displeasure at the amount of belts and closures she faced.

"Stop," I breathed, taking her hands. She looked at me with wide, disappointed eyes. I sought to reassure her as I caught her chin and kissed her again. "Lean against that rock, show me how you touch yourself."

I watched her as I undressed, for the first time becoming annoyed by my own clothes. As I watched her dainty fingers circle her clit, I became painfully aware of my own arousal.

"Yes, don't stop!" My cock ached against my pants, and I actually breathed a sigh of relief when I finally drew them off.

She gasped, covering her mouth to disguise a smile. My chest tightened and I looked down at my own body. Was I too small? She was the first woman to actually see my penis; perhaps I'd deluded myself into thinking I had something more to offer.

"My apologies." I looked away from her.

"For what?" She dropped her hand, biting her bottom lip as she stared at me. "It's beautiful!"

Disobeying my order to continue touching herself, she walked up to me, pressing her naked body against mine. I immediately wrapped my arms around her. She was so warm and soft, and so small compared to me that my erection pressed into her stomach.

I took her face in my hands and kissed her again. I adored kissing her; nothing in my life ever made my stomach flutter so beautifully. It didn't matter if we did anything else.

Claudia trailed her hands down my body to grasp my aching cock. I deepened our kiss as she gently began to caress it. My hips bucked and a tingle rippled through my body.

"Lie down," she whispered against my lips.

My knees almost buckled at the very sound of her voice issuing a command. Though soft, it was forceful and impressive.

Choosing to follow her orders, I spread my coat out and laid down. I expected that she'd sit beside me or just go ahead and mount me, but instead she knelt down with my head between her thighs.

I wasted no time in tasting her again. As I began slowly tracing my tongue along her lips, I was pleasantly interrupted by the feeling of her mouth engulfing me. I arched my body in reflex, reaching one hand down to grasp a handful of her silky hair.

It was almost impossible to concentrate on pleasing her when she performed so well on me. She'd certainly had her practice; knowing all too well the tender spots, and the right amount of pressure, she was even able to take it to the back of her throat!

Clutching her thigh, I struggled to keep a steady pace. Before long I began to panic as I grew close to orgasm; I hadn't pleasured her enough, so she was nowhere near satisfied. But as my own pleasure built, she stopped. I continued to eat her but she got off of me.

"Claudia-" I began, but she placed a finger over my lips to silence me.

"Shh…" She smiled at me, her hand gliding down my chest.

A dreamy look cast over her beautiful face as she traced her delicate fingers along the lines of my abs, following them like a road map toward my aching cock. She told a firm hold of it, gently applying pressure as she stroked my shaft. Her touch was good, but nowhere as good as her mouth.

I wanted to ask her to take it in her mouth again, but I found myself unable to speak as my pleasure began to build once more. Just like before, when I thought I was about to blow, she stopped.

Was she torturing me on purpose? Was this payback for not properly satisfying her before?

I tried to let my body relax, but the frustration rippled through me like an aftershock. Slamming my fist into the ground, I tried to sit up, but Claudia responded with a firm hand on my throat.

While her weak arm did nothing to stop me; the gesture alone gave me pause. What was she thinking? Curiosity overrode my aggravation, and I let her push me back down.

Bracing her hands on my chest, she slid onto my lap, once more taking hold of my dick. This time she looked into my eyes, holding my gaze as she lowered herself onto me.

My throat tightened as I drew a strangled breath. I'd never felt anything like it before. Hot, wet, tight, soft…I took her hips ramming myself up into her as far as I could, trying in vain to get more of her.

Claudia gasped, digging her nails into my chest. The euphoria had clouded my mind, and for a moment, I'd forgotten that a woman's first time was known to be painful.

"I apologize," I reached up to caress her cheek.

She leaned into my touch as she began to rock her hips against mine. I dragged my hand down her chest, pausing to squeeze her breast.

Wrapping my free arm around her, I held her down as I sat up, taking one of her firm pink nipples in my mouth. As I sucked, her pussy tightened and her hips would buck against mine, sending a spasm through my body.

She arched her back, granting me access to her luscious tits while also grinding herself mercilessly against me. Her pleasured voice filled my ears, spurring me to continue.

Deep, guttural moans escaped both our lips as we approached orgasm together. I knew, despite my inexperience, that she was close, her flushed face and chest, her misty eyes, her voice, the way her wet pussy tightened and throbbed around my cock. Yes, she was close. She was close, and it was all my doing. The very thought was the push I needed…Burying my face between her breasts, I cried out my pleasure, my entire body tensed and trembled as I pumped her full.

Just as I was finishing, her pussy gripped me, fluttering around my shaft as she cried out. Finding her strength, she shoved me down, riding me harder and faster than before. As she peaked, she leaned back just enough to rub furiously at her clit, as if she just couldn't get enough.

Eventually, her body tensed like mine had, the same trembling overtaking her and she released a final sigh of relief, falling forward onto my chest.

We both lie together like that; languid, exhausted, and satiated.