Sounds like a dream to not be a victim of my trauma, for in the middle of an episode anything could happen, and I’m helpless to stop it.
I’ve been a captive of my fears, limited my activities, and avoided risky situations, like parties, clubbing, and men. Though that doesn’t mean I didn’t imagine what it would be like…
“What if it doesn’t work?” Will Rowdy still want me after proof that I can’t be fixed?
“Then we’ll have enjoyed some interesting times together, and we’ll go on like we are now.”
“Like we are now?” I squeal when he picks me up.
“Except I’ll be fucking your brains out by then.”
“You will?”
“Yeah, Kitten.” He nuzzles the side of my face as he carries me to bed. “I think we should start now.”
LAID OUT AND NAKED BEFORE ME, my Kitten is a fucking dream. I’m so revved, I’m not even sure where to start. I want to taste her pussy for dessert, kiss her mouth stupid, and sink my cock balls-deep and then some, nailing her through the bed to the floorboards below.
She’s a virgin. Uncharacteristically sensitive, fucking Cocky reminds me.
Looming over my panting girl, she reaches for my hungry cock, tugging it just right. “We don’t have to do this,” I grunt through the pleasure each stroke sends to my balls. “I want you, but I’m willing to wait until you’re ready, Kitten.”
Legs spread, her glistening lips advertise just how ready she is—physically. It’s her mental readiness I need confirmation of.
“I don’t fear your touch.” Her gaze falls to my cock. “But your size is a little scary.”
Pride swells. I can’t help it. I’m a bastard like that.
Cocky beads with precum in anticipation of diving into her fertile haven.
“We’ll fit, baby. I promise.” I settle between her legs, kissing her slowly.
She opens for me, kissing me back with increasing fervor as Cocky cuddles her pussy lips, doing his own coaxing.
I think a week passes before my girl tugs on my hair, bringing me back to earth, guiding me to suck one tit, then the next.
She’s ravenous, near insatiable.
Cocky is chanting fuck her and calling to her pretty little kitty, asking her to let him in. It’s quite a love story.
But it’s her pleas that do me in. “Rowdy, please,” and, “Fill me,” and my favorite, “Fuck me.” For such an innocent thing, she’s got a dirty mouth.
I fucking love it.
I fucking love her.
With Cocky suited up, I lace our hands over her head and brush kisses over her mouth, moving my hips slowly, stuttering when the head of my cock catches against her opening.
“Please, Cam. I need you.” Her blues match her pleas between lazy blinks. “Now, Shadow.”
And fuck. I’m done for.
Sucking her tongue, I edge in, just the tip.
My breath catches. Easy, Cocky.
I got this. I do this for a living, he reminds me.
She moans like I just licked her from asshole to clit, and I edge a little farther.
Each plunge sends me deeper, grinding our hips together in between shallow pumps.
I stay at this depth, letting her adjust, tempering her walls until they stretch to hug me like a pussy wetsuit.
“Ohmygod, Rowdy. You feel… This is… Oh. My. God.” Her whole body tenses, her legs shake, and her pussy locks Cocky in a choke hold.
If I didn’t have some clue what was happening, I’d think she was having a seizure. But I’ve seen my girl come. I wasn’t purposely rubbing her G-spot with my shallow, grinding thrusts. I was trying to be gentle, letting her acclimate to my size before going farther.
On a deep groan, my Kitten comes, sucking Cocky so hard I can hear him squeak with each dip in and out. The sounds of our lovemaking enflame my desire as her juices gush.
In the haze of her release, I sink to sea depth, growling to push through her tight muscles still spasming, teasing me with my own release.
Not fucking yet, Cocky.
No way. No fucking way. I just got here. I’m staying.
I kiss across her jaw from one ear to the other, stopping for a little snack on her lips. “Fucking beautiful, Kitten.”
Her walls contract each time I whisper in her ear. My girl likes my sweet talk as much as my dirty.
When she finally catches a full breath, blinks up at me and smiles, my heart jumps, knowing she’s okay and officially mine.
Mine.
Finally, fucker. Cocky rolls his eyes at me.
Pulling her hands free, she wraps around me, lifting her heels to rub my ass, and swivels her hips.
“Fuck,” I exhale into her hair. Her fucking me from below is mind-blowing. Better than her mouth trying to suck my cock down her throat.
So fucking made for me. No doubt about it.
“I want to feel you come, Shadow,” she mewls into my ear.
“Keep feeding me your pussy like that, and it won’t be long.”
Clench. Fuck. Her virginal walls squeeze their approval.
“Don’t stop, baby.” I suck on her neck. My hips join hers, diving deeper with each thrust.
Her desperation grows as she claws at my shoulders, pulling me closer, edging up her legs, her feet now hugging my sides.
Deeper I sink.
Holy God.
“Jesus, Kitten.” I’m gonna have a heart attack or pass out if I don’t come soon.
She squeezes and lifts her hips, moaning her pleasure, amping up mine, igniting an inferno.
She bucks and I grind.
I growl and she shivers.
I fuck her mouth with my tongue. She fucks me back.
She cries out her need, her pleasure, gripping me like she needs me under her skin, not just inside her.
I drive into the sweetest pussy I’ve ever known, attached to the kindest woman who’s a lion no longer acting like a mouse.
I fall over the edge just as hard as I’ve fallen for her. Calling her name, begging her to never dim the lights on the path she’s burned inside of me.
A path that leads to my cock, but more importantly, it leads to my heart.
It’s lit for her, so she’s not scared.
It’s lit for me because that’s what she is.
She’s my light in the darkness within.
She’s my Wendy, and she just fucking pinned my shadow to my foot.
He came. And ohmygod, I felt it. He pulsed inside me. Warmth filled the condom. I wish he’d bathed my walls in his cum.
I shiver at the thought and ache with the need to come again, but I don’t want to be selfish. I mean… Right?
He doesn’t stop, his monster cock touching every internal erogenous zone I never knew existed.
He palms my breasts. “Fucking love these.”
Pinching and pulling on my nipples, he kisses me stupid, hot, and needy.
I buck below him.
“Fuck, Kitten,” he chuffs.
Tingles skitter along my skin.
He can’t still be hard, can he?
“Not stopping, baby. Gonna fuck you until we both come again.”
Thank God.
“You’re gonna be sore.”
Don’t care. “Don’t stop.”
“Never, Kitten. I’m in this, Reese. I’m all in. Never gonna stop fucking you.”