Picking her up in his arms, he heard her slight gasp.
“I’m too heavy.”
“You’re perfect.” And he wasn’t lying. He loved the feel of her ass in his hands as he showed her to his bedroom.
The bed was the dominant feature, large and inviting, and as he dropped Macie down, he went to her feet, helping her to ease off the sneakers, followed by her socks. He took note of the sewn tips. She clearly couldn’t afford new socks, and he made a quick reminder to delve deeper into her life. To find out everything there was to know about this woman.
With her feet bare, he helped her to her up and slid his hands to the opening of her uniform. It was a horrible blue thing that had so many stains on it from months of her working.
Hearing the fabric tear was so fucking sweet.
She let out a little yelp, but again, he’d deal with everything.
Macie wasn’t going to have to worry about a thing from now on because he was going to be the one to take care of her. No questions asked. This woman was everything.
In two easy movements, he had her bra and panties on the floor, and Macie was completely naked where he could soak up his fill of her beautiful body. She was so curvy. Nice large tits, full hips, an ass he wanted to bite and grip with equal measure.
He wanted it all.
She went to cover her tits, but he captured her hands and shook his head. “No, never hide from me. You are beautiful, Macie. Don’t let anyone ever tell you otherwise.”
He’d personally destroy anyone who hurt this precious woman.
****
Macie couldn’t believe she was naked in Wilson’s apartment. This stuff didn’t happen to her, ever. She nibbled on her lip, not exactly sure what happened, but knew she was happy that it had.
Her pussy was so wet, and her nipples were tight. She wanted to see Wilson naked, to touch him, but so far, all he did was look at her.
For many years, she’d been told to be ashamed of her body. No one liked the fat girl, but by the way Wilson looked at her, she was anything but in his eyes.
Being called fat wasn’t the only insult she’d heard over the years. There had been plenty to take its place, mostly because of her difficulty in learning.
Wilson took a step back, reached out, and stroked her cheek.
“Come here,” he said.
She moved closer to him, and he took her hands, placing them on his body. She felt how firm and hard he was beneath her hands.
“Take my clothes off.”
Her mouth felt dry, but she did as he asked, going to his suit jacket first, then to his shirt, peeling it off and revealing his impressive body. Every single part of him was rock solid, and she couldn’t resist grazing her fingers across his chest.
He captured her wrist, and she quickly looked up into his eyes. He put her palm on his chest, where she felt his heart beating and the warmth of his body. With his grip still on her wrist, he pushed her hand down his body until she got to the edge of his trousers. “Take them off.”
His voice seemed even rougher than usual.
Sinking to her knees before him, she began to open the button and slid the zipper down.
“Oh, fuck, now that is a pretty sight.”
She glanced up at him. “What?”
“You. On your knees in front of me. So fucking beautiful.”
She couldn’t help but smile as she put her hands on the edge of his trousers and started to pull them down.
The hard ridge of his cock was easily outlined through his boxer briefs, and it made her a little nervous. Just because she was a virgin didn’t mean that she didn’t know what having sex meant.
Wilson took her hands, putting them on his boxer briefs, and together, they slowly slid them down. His dick sprang forward, and even though she knew by biology they were supposed to fit, she didn’t know if it was going to be possible. He was long, thick, and the tip was already slick.
Nerves assailed her, but she tried not to let them show, but she doubted she did a good enough job.
Her heart raced, and Wilson reached down, cupping the back of her neck and helping her to her feet. He drew her close to him, so they were flush, body to body. Wilson was so much bigger than her.
When he kissed her, she felt complete, and the nerves slowly ebbed away. They returned full force as the bed hit the backs of her legs.
She didn’t stop it though. Not when he moved her onto the bed and then kissed her. This time, lightly, almost fleetingly before his lips moved down her body.
She whimpered as he captured one of her nipples. Never had she been kissed, licked, or sucked, so as he paid careful attention to her tits, she felt like her entire body was ready to explode from the sensation.
Nothing made sense, and yet her body told her exactly what she wanted, what she needed, and she was nothing more than putty to her needs.
Wilson moved to her other breast, devoting just as much attention to that one as he did the first. He used his teeth, creating enough of a bite that it almost was too much, but then the flat of his tongue soothed out the pain, and she wanted more, but he stopped, slowly moving down her body.
Down he went to her stomach, and his hands went to her thighs, spreading them open, but she wanted them closed so she could create some friction, to feel the pleasure of rubbing her clit.
Wilson held her open, and she watched in awe as he put his arms on either side of her legs and then used his fingers to gently hold the folds of her sex. The moment his tongue touched her pussy, Macie knew she’d gone to heaven. He was wet and hard, and soft. As he stroked over her clit, she’d never felt anything like it.
So much sensation in one small package as he stroked over and over.
The pleasure was intense.
She couldn’t believe how good it felt, and as he worked her body, she also felt that spiraling sweetness of her orgasm as it began to build. Within seconds of his tongue on her pussy, Macie screamed his name as she came, rubbing herself onto his face as he prolonged her orgasm.
Macie begged him to stop, and then to continue, not wanting it to end but also feeling too much.
When he did, Wilson pressed a kiss to her thigh, and he moved up between her thighs.
Still on her orgasm cloud, Macie looked at him, not registering what was happening, feeling the hard probe between her thighs. Then she screamed as in one hard thrust, he tore through her virginity. All the pleasure came crashing down as the pain took over.
Wilson captured her hands and swallowed her cries, kissing her. Tears filled her eyes, and she couldn’t believe how painful it was.
Of course, she knew it could be painful, but she hadn’t exactly realized how much.
“Shit, fuck, I’m so sorry. I’ve got you, baby. I’ve got you. I’m not going to let you go.”
His words soothed her pain, along with his kisses.
This was the best and worst experience of her life. Would Wilson even want her after this?
Chapter Three
Wilson lowered Macie into the bath.
“You don’t have to carry me everywhere. I don’t mind walking.”
“And I don’t mind carrying you.” He pressed a kiss to her lips as the bubbles engulfed her. He’d never forget the look on her face as he tore through her virginity. What he would remember, though, were the sweet sounds of her release as he held himself still within her and made her finger her pussy until she came on his cock. That was what he’d remember. “I’ll be back. Soak yourself.”