I pull her hips into mine loving the little gasp she makes. She twists to look at me as I rock my body against hers. “Callan.” I take her in, her arm draped over her breasts as if to hide them from me, her neatly trimmed pussy thinly veiled through a lacy black thong.
I back her up until her legs hit the bed. I guide her down so that she’s lying across my comforter. I lean over her, pushing her arms above her head as I go, her full breasts pressed against me, branding me in a way that ensures I will always remember this moment. Her hard nipples are pushing against me, begging for attention. The need to taste them is a lure that I can’t resist. I take her breast into my mouth, teasing the stiff peak with my tongue before moving to the other. Zoe’s hips rock against me.
I have to keep reminding myself to take my time. The urge to take her hard and fast practically screams in my head. I have all night with Zoe, and I need to make the most of it. I want her to need me so much that she will never be free of the pleasure only I can give her.
I kiss my way down her body, relishing the soft moans that fall from her lips. I grip her panties, grinning as they rip apart easily.
“Hey! Those are brand new!” Zoe pants.
“I will buy you more, in whatever colors you want,” I promise, my voice muffled as my lips press against the milky white skin of her thighs. I pull back just enough to nudge her legs apart. “Keep those legs open for me so I can see that pretty pussy of yours, sweetheart.”
She stares at me in shock, but slowly does as I ask.
I run two of my fingers down her slick, juicy slit then slide them inside her. Immediately, the muscles of her pussy tighten around them. Fuck, I wish it was my cock buried in her sweet cunt. She’s so damn tight she’ll choke my cock as she milks me dry. I know I need to make her come before I even thinking about getting inside of her. I’m pretty fucking sure she’s a virgin. I need her lost in pleasure before I claim her and teach her to take my cock exactly how I want it.
Leaning in, I tease her clit with my tongue as her legs tremble, her body arching—silently begging for more. She’s so responsive and made for me. Just for me. I suckle and tease her pussy, torturing her swollen clit. It jumps against my tongue as I bury my face between her legs, eating her cunt and demanding she ride my face without words. Her hot juices coat my mouth and fingers. I know it won’t be long before she shatters. I keep working her, rolling my fingers in a come-hither motion as she begins to grind against my face, moaning louder and louder as pleasure assaults her senses.
I tease her clit gently with my teeth, as her hands fist in my hair. Her sweet, sugar walls begin to tighten around my fingers, pulsating and quivering as she moans out my name. Mine. I’m her man. Her crying out my name reassures me she feels it too. Her orgasm rolls through, rocking her body and leaving her trembling as it ravages her. As she rides it out, I stand up, watching as she tries to catch her breath.
I can’t wait any longer. I need to be inside her. I shove down my pants and boxers in one move, watching her eyes go round as she takes in my cock. I don’t want to give her time to be scared. I climb up her languid body, peppering kisses against her heated skin as I balance above her, giving her just a little of my weight and settling my cock between her legs. My shaft is slick with evidence of my hunger for her. I lean down running my nose along her neck, breathing in her scent as I rake my cock between the swollen lips of her pussy, covering my shaft in her cum. She reaches up, her nails biting into my skin as she holds onto me.
“It’s okay, baby. I’m just going to make you feel good. I’m going to make us both feel really good, sweetheart,” I groan in her ear as her body trembles beneath me.
I press the swollen head of my cock against her entrance, giving her a minute to get used to the feel of me.
“Callan,” she whimpers.
“Fuck, you’re so fucking perfect, Zoe. So fucking…” I have to catch my breath as I ease inside her. . . “Perfect,” I moan. Now it’s my body trembling as I struggle to hold back from thrusting all the way home.
“I need you. I need you inside me, Callan.”
I feel control being torn from me. The need in her voice undoes me almost as easily as the hunger reflecting in her beautiful eyes. I push deeper into her, tearing away the proof of her virginity as I feel her stretch around me, her inner muscles gripping my length. Fuck, I could come so easily right now. I can’t allow that. I need to make this good for her.
“God, it feels like coming home, Zoe. You belong to me.” I worry for a second my words will scare her, but instead of pulling away, she pushes into me with her hips—her head going back in pleasure.
“I need more,” she whimpers. “More of you.”
I pick up my pace, sliding in and out of her slowly at first. I put a hand on her hip and show her exactly how to ride my cock. Together, we work to find the right pace. I watch as she takes everything I give her. Her body meeting me thrust for thrust.
“I’m going to give you all of me, sweetheart.”
“God, yes,” she breathes.
I kiss her hard as my pace increases. Soon, we’re both frantically rocking against each other. I slip my hand to her thigh and help her to wrap her legs higher around my hips, her heels pressing into my lower back as I drive harder and harder into her sweet pussy.
“I’m…oh…God…I’m—”
“Come for me, Zoe. I need you to give it all to me. Don’t hold back,” I growl, feeling her walls pulse around my cock. She begins to tremble harder in my arms. When she cries out my name, it proves too much for me.
“Callan!”
I fall over the edge, as jet after jet of my hot cum pours into her eager body. I relentlessly drive into her, pumping over and over, capturing her moans in my mouth as she milks me dry.
Only when I’m sure she’s taken all she can handle do I slowly stop moving. Even then, I leave my cock deep inside her, unwilling to leave her body. I kiss her softly and drag my lips along her jawline to her forehead as she looks at me through heavy, lidded eyes.
When I pull out, I’m rewarded with her moan of disappointment. I go into the bathroom, grab a soft washcloth, and hold it under warm water in the sink. When I walk out, Zoe’s red hair is lying against the white sheets in glorious waves. Her eyes are shut, her body exposed for my eyes only. She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.
Her eyes open as I carefully clean her up. “You need to stop looking at me like that, Callan.”
“How was I looking at you?” I murmur.
“Like you’re ready to take me all over again.”
“Maybe I am.”
“That’s what I’m worried about.”
“Are you telling me you didn’t like what we did?” I throw the cloth down and wait for her to answer. I wasn’t lying. I’m still hard, needing to be inside her again.
“No, I think I like it too much,” she admits shyly. I settle in beside her, holding her close.
“You gave me your innocence, Zoe.”
“I was hoping we were just going to slide past this awkward conversation.”
“Sweetheart, you’re safe with me. Your gift is something I will cherish forever.”
Her hand comes up to cup the side of my face and we kiss. I’m not sure she understands the promises the kiss we share holds…