She wanted to touch it. Touch him. But she was much too eager to feel him between her legs at the moment to try. She’d have time to explore later. Much later.
One of his knees hit the mattress, and Kenna grinned.
“You ready for this?” he asked, holding the base of his cock and caressing his balls at the same time.
“Yes,” she rasped. And she was. She’d dreamed about this for weeks. About being with him.
Marshall reached out and grabbed one of her ankles and pulled her toward him.
Kenna laughed as she fell onto her back, but her humor faded as Marshall shoved her legs apart with his knees while inching forward. She thought he was going to take her quickly, right then and there, but he surprised her by leaning forward and putting his hands on either side of her shoulders. He stared down at her, and she could feel his cock throbbing against her belly.
“You’re mine,” he almost growled. His voice was deeper than normal, and Kenna shivered at the lusty sound.
“And you’re mine,” she answered.
He smiled then, and Kenna almost melted. Damn, he was so freaking good-looking.
“I’m going to fuck you. It’s gonna be hard and fast. You good with that?”
“Oh yeah,” she breathed.
“Then, after you come on my cock, I’m gonna make long, slow love to you until you come again.”
“That doesn’t sound like much fun for you,” Kenna quipped. “When do you get to orgasm?”
“Oh, I’m gonna come, babe,” he said with a smirk. “After you. I want to watch you, feel your muscles ripple along my dick, know that I’m the man who’s inside you, the one who gets to see those fabulous tits shake as I take you, the one who’s making you cream all over his cock.”
Kenna chuckled and rolled her eyes. “So far you’re all talk and no action,” she complained, squirming against him, wanting to feel him inside her.
He moved then, straightening on his knees and pulling her closer. He reached down and used his thumb to rub her clit, and Kenna jerked.
“You ready to take me?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“I don’t think so, not yet. I don’t want to hurt you.”
His words seemed more for himself than for her, and Kenna had a feeling this man was about to change her life forever. She wouldn’t be the same after tonight. She knew it.
With more restraint than she thought he had, with way more than she had, he played with her clit, ramping her arousal back up. He used the head of his cock to rub her wetness around her pussy lips, and when he was finally satisfied that she was slick enough to take him without pain, he eased himself inside her body.
Once he’d entered her, he didn’t stop until he was all the way in. He didn’t give her time to adjust to his size, simply pushed slow and steady until she could feel his balls against her ass.
Kenna moaned and widened her legs, trying to get closer. She was wet enough that he hadn’t hurt her at all. She felt full, very full, but there was no pain. “Ummmm,” she said.
“Good?” he asked.
“Very,” she reassured him.
That was all he needed. Marshall pulled back, then slammed inside her, forcing a grunt from Kenna’s mouth.
He did it again. And again. He fucked her hard and fast, just as he’d promised. Kenna had no idea what other women liked when their men were inside them, but she loved being taken like this. She didn’t have to think about what she needed to do to achieve orgasm. All she had to do was take what Marshall gave her.
And he was giving her all he had. Every time he slammed home, a jolt of ecstasy went through her entire body. It wasn’t easy for her to come without stimulation to her clit, but because of all the foreplay before he’d entered her, she was on the verge of coming once more.
The orgasm itself snuck up on her. One minute she was enjoying the feel of Marshall inside her, loving the look of concentration and intensity on his face, and the next she was coming. Her legs shook and her belly tightened.
Kenna arched as Marshall continued to fuck her through the tremors that shook her body.
“So damn beautiful,” Marshall gasped.
When she’d stopped shaking, he pushed all the way inside her and reached down between them once more.
“Marshall, no,” Kenna panted.
“No?” he asked, stilling above her.
Shit. Kenna remembered that he’d told her once if she ever said that word, everything would stop. She didn’t want to stop what they were doing, but she was extremely sensitive right now. “I need a small break,” she told him. “But feel free to keep going,” she said with a smile, running her hands up and down his thighs.
He grinned. “All right. But I’m only human. And I’ve been dreaming about this for six weeks. There’s only so long I can fuck you before I’ll come.”
“So come then,” she said reasonably.
Kenna almost laughed at the pout that crossed her man’s face. “But I wanted to feel you come against my cock again. I missed it the first time because I was too busy fucking you.”
She did laugh at that. “Right, sorry.” She loved that they were teasing each other. Loved that sex with Marshall was fun. Yes, it was intense, and she was almost overwhelmed by how good he felt inside her, but laughing brought a whole new dimension to sex that was rare, in her experience. “Just go easy. I haven’t had this many orgasms so close together…ever.”
“Ever?” he asked.
“Shit, I’ve created a monster, haven’t I?” she quipped.
“Fuck yeah, you have. One that’s addicted to his woman’s pussy,” Marshall said crudely.
“Make love to me,” she whispered. “But go easy on my poor clit,” she added.
Marshall nodded and slowly pulled out of her body, then pushed back in. It felt…nice Almost soothing. Not overwhelming like when he was fucking her hard. One of his hands went to her chest as he lazily pumped in and out of her, and he squeezed her nipple.
Arching her back, Kenna groaned and felt her Kegel muscles tighten around Marshall’s cock.
“You like that,” he said. He wasn’t asking. It was pretty damn obvious when she’d nearly strangled his dick.
The next few minutes were spent with Marshall playing with her nipples as he learned where and how she liked to be touched. It wasn’t long before Kenna was ready to come again.
“Touch yourself,” he said. “That way I won’t hurt you.”
As Marshall pinched her nipples and played with her breasts, Kenna massaged her clit. She used her pinky to caress his cock every time he pulled out of her body, wanting to make him feel as good as she did at that moment.
“You need to come,” Marshall warned. “But tell me right before.”
Nodding, Kenna flicked her fingers over her extremely sensitive bud a little faster. “I’m close…”
Marshall pushed back inside her body and held still as he pinched one of her nipples harder than he had before. The extra stimulation was enough for Kenna to once more reach her peak. The orgasm wasn’t as intense as the others she’d had earlier, but she could feel herself trembling, and her inner muscles spasmed around Marshall’s cock, still buried deep within her body.