His mouth moved up to capture hers and she could taste herself on his lips increasing the eroticism. Carefully he placed a towel underneath her as he also placed the tip of him at her womanly orifice. She was way past caring how he would end her wanton torture, she just wanted him more and more, but felt him stiffen slightly.
He was straining, holding back from giving her any pain, but her writhing was driving him crazy. Wrapping her legs around his waist securely, she thrust upward and at the same time pushed his wrist away so that he buried himself deep inside of her. The hot searing pain made her scream so high pitched she couldn't hear her voice in her own head, but he'd heard it and he thought he'd killed her by the way her whole body stiffened.
Slowly her eyes opened and Ethan waited for her to tell him to continue, but the seriousness caught him off guard. He leaned down to kiss her, but she turned her face away.
She spoke deep and slowly. "Get...off."
He wasn't sure if he heard her right. "Nicole, we haven't finished-"
"Get off!"
Ethan was sure she just didn't understand what was going on. She had just lost her virginity and it was okay to be scared. "Let me finish-"
"No!" With great strength she dislodged him and jumped up. "Stay away from me!" Running out the room, she didn't stop running until she had gotten into her bathroom where she locked herself up in there.
He was right behind her with the towel loosely around his waist, but he didn't catch the door before it close. Knocking, he said, "Nicole, you can't just leave like that in the middle of it."
"I can and I did," she screamed from the other side of the door.
"You're just confused."
"No, I was confused before all this, but now I know why Marvin never wants me to do it. I should have listened. Stay away from me, Ethan."
"Dammit, Nicole. Give me a chance."
"You had your chance, Ethan." She was making a lot of racket, and for the life of him he couldn't figure out what the hell she was doing. Water was running suddenly and he heard her getting in the shower.
He wanted to break the door down, and just as he was preparing to throw his shoulder against it, the door opened. She'd straightened her gown. Her hair was thrown back into the ponytail and she walked straight back in his room. He followed her waiting for her to say something -anything regarding what just happened but she was paying more attention to the walls than to him.