His hands went to both sides of her face and he held her in place, their lips moved in perfect time with each other’s. “I fucking want you so bad, Coll. I’m so hard for you.” He groaned as he broke their kiss. Then, with their lips already apart, he tugged her shirt off and exposed her lace covered breasts.
“Teyler.” She sighed. “I want you too.”
“You’re so beautiful. I don’t know why you think otherwise. Look at what you do to me.”
Colleen allowed her hands to roam over Teyler’s chest. He shivered at her touch and it made her feel powerful, a feeling she’d never had with a boy before. If anything, she’d always felt the opposite. Like she was out of control and had no control over what was about to happen between them.
But not now. Not with Teyler.
“I like the way your hands feel on me, baby. Touch me everywhere,” he begged with a slight raise to his hips, drawing attention to the erection tenting his shorts. Not that he needed to do anything to draw Colleen’s attention there. She hadn’t been able to look anywhere else since they’d started making out.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he said as he pulled her forehead to his. “We need to take this slow. And maybe find a place with a little more privacy.”
They stood, Colleen wrapping her arms around her chest covered only in her bra and walked to the castle. When they found a door unlocked, they smiled at their luck and made their way cautiously inside.
No one had been in the home in ages and it smelled stale and the air was dusty, but they pushed ahead and felt their way with their hands on the wall.
“It’s scary in here,” Colleen said.
“I’ll protect you,” Teyler announced and puffed out his chest. “Take my hand.”
Colleen clasped his hand in hers and her other carried her purse and T-shirt.
They had entered through the kitchen and tried a light switch on the wall. That hadn’t worked. Or the lightbulbs were burnt out. Either way, it did nothing to light their way. Next, they held each other’s hand and found their way into what they figured was the family room.
Teyler found the sofa and placed his shirt on the cushion before he deposited Colleen there to go in search of a curtain he could open to let in the moonlight.
“Where are you going?” she asked, her voice shaky when Teyler stepped away.
“I’m going to see if I can find a curtain and open it for some light. It’s a full moon and the lighthouse should cast some light this way, too.”
“I’m coming with you” she stated as she tried to get to her feet. But Teyler pushed her back down and leaned into her space.
“Don’t be scared. I’m right here and nothing will hurt you.”
Colleen giggled. She wasn’t so sure about that. She’d seen the erection straining the fabric of his shorts.
Teyler found the window and threw back the curtains to let in the light from the moon and the lighthouse on one of the tips of the harbor town where he’d met the girl of his dreams and was about to make her his.
“That better, baby?” he asked.
“It’d be better if you were over here.”
Teyler made his way back to the sofa where he’d left Colleen and examined it, then able to see it better, before he laid her back on it. Seeing that it looked surprisingly clean, he hadn’t hesitated another moment.
He pulled a condom from his pocket and tossed it on the sofa near Colleen’s arm then pushed down his shorts and boxers in one push before he took himself in his hand and stroked his cock while Colleen watched.
“I won’t do anything until I know you’re ready, and I’m going to need you to tell me it’s okay. Okay?”
Colleen nodded. It was more than okay. It was glorious. And thick. It was dark and veiny, and the crown was…
Teyler chuckled and pulled her from her thoughts and her uninhibited perusal.
“Take off the bra, Colleen then lose the shorts and panties. I want to watch you get naked while I jerk off.”
Usually, she would have shied away from that scenario. She also would have told the boy to close the curtains so they wouldn’t see her body and make comments she didn’t want to hear. But Teyler was different. She wanted him to see her, because with every swipe of his eyes up and down her body, he somehow grew larger. She’d no idea how it was possible, but the visual before her was all the explanation she needed.
Teyler wasn’t kidding earlier when he said he was hard.
Not only hard, he was…hung. And…huge.
Huge and hung.
“Wow! I’ve never…that’s really a thing, then, huh?”
Teyler chuckled. “Yeah, it’s really a thing. Come here.”
Colleen leaned in for another kiss from his sweet lips as Teyler leaned down to take hers. After he tasted her for a few minutes, he pulled back and reminded her of his earlier demand. “Clothes, baby. Let’s get them off you because if I keep stroking like this, I’m gonna pop one off real quick.”
Colleen boldly reached around to the back clasp on her lace bra and let the hook free, her ample breasts falling out.
Teyler groaned and a bead of moisture appeared on his tip. “Fucking amazing,” he praised as his thumb rubbed over and then around the head of his dick, collecting the lubricant and rubbing it in.
Seeing that she made him crazy was heady, and she wanted to see what more she could do to him, so she lifted her hips and tugged at her shorts, lowering then kicking them off.
Colleen laid back in nothing but her panties, a wet spot on the front from her excitement.
Teyler’s finger went to the spot and made a line down her slit. “You’re wet already,” he stated.
She blushed red from embarrassment, but pushed her self-conscious feelings aside and said, “I want you too.”
Teyler reached for her panties then waited for her approval before he lowered them and took in her naked body from head to toe.
Then, with a knee on the sofa between her legs, he started to lower his head.
Colleen startled. “What are you…”
Teyler didn’t need to answer when he was showing her.
He lowered his face to her pussy, waited for her to give him her permission by not pushing him away or saying no, then he covered her with his mouth.
“Oh. My. God!” she exclaimed.
No one had ever gone down on her before and the sensation from his lips and tongue were already making her eyes roll into the back of her head.
She’d watched that expression cross the faces of too many boys. Never did any of them make her feel the same. Even alone, she hadn’t been able to make herself feel that perfect.
But here she was with Teyler, a boy she’d just met, and he was making her feel all sorts of things. Things she didn’t want to stop feeling.
Teyler’s tongue ran up and down her slit, parting her as he moaned at her taste. “Fuckin’ hell. So good.”
“Don’t stop,” Colleen begged as she placed her hands on his head.
“No plans to.”
Teyler licked and nipped, swirled and flicked his tongue until Colleen was gripping his tight curls and screaming his name.
Then, with one quick look up at her, he smirked then returned to her pussy and made her come harder than she thought was possible.