I dip my tongue into her tight channel, and she buries her fingers into my hair, grabbing two handfuls, her nails scrape against my scalp and my muscles ripple with pleasure. Instead of trying to push me off, she shamelessly pulls me closer, pressing her legs wider while shoving my head closer to her pussy and fuck am I more than happy to oblige.
I reward her by tonguing her pussy, dipping inside of her as deep as I can go. I pull away, just to lift her up a few more inches. I spread her legs even further to give me better access. I want her exposed, not an inch of her pretty pink flesh hiding from me.
“Roman, I want you,” She purrs breathlessly.
Maintaining control is important...it’s what’s keeping me from just fucking her across the bed right now. I flick my tongue over the tight ring of her asshole and lick her from there all the way up to her clit. If she gives me the chance, I’ll claim her there too. I’ll claim her anywhere she lets me.
The moment my tongue reaches the tight bundle of nerves at the top of her slit she comes apart. Her tiny little body shakes, and ripples with pleasure, and her nails dig into my scalp raining fire and pleasure on my body. I revel in the pain of her nails digging into my skin.
I want more of it. I need more of it.
“Oh…Roman…” My name falls from her lips like a breath.
Her swollen clit pulses on my tongue as her sweet cream gushes out of her fluttering entrance and into my mouth.
“Fuck Sophie…” I moan against her mound. I feel myself unraveling. She’s tugging at my control, at my resolve, and I’m so close to losing it.
Our moans echo throughout the room in harmony as I keep licking her until she’s clean. I don’t stop until the last tremor of her orgasm has run through her and she’s lying beneath me panting.
I start making my way back up her body, planting kisses all over her skin. This time I don’t take my time... no, this time is chased. With one hand I flick the button of my jeans and pull them and my boxers off until they slide down my legs. I step out of them and kick them to the side. I clench my jaw as I stare down at her heated skin, the bite marks that mare her flesh, and the completely melted expression her beautiful features.
“Are you on birth control?” I grunt, taking my cock into my hand. I pump it a few times, swiping my thumb over the tip.
“No,” she whispers into the stiff air, looking a bit panicked as her eyes move away from mine. “Does that change things?”
Does that change anything? I almost laugh. She has no idea how hot her naivety is, how much it makes me want her more.
“No. It doesn’t change shit. I want to know because I want to come inside of you,” I groan hoping that she doesn't say no. Hell I might still do it even if she does. I’m too far gone to care right now.
Fuck I want to come inside of her so badly. I don't have a fucking condom on me, but I wouldn't want one anyways. Apprehension appears in her blue eyes, and I lick my lips, before lifting my hand to the side of her face.
“I want to feel you. I want to feel you squeeze every velvety inch of my cock while I’m inside of you. I want to fill you up and watch my come spill out of your tight little hole. So, you want that? Can I come inside of you?” I look deeply into her eyes, and I wonder if she’s worried about me getting her pregnant? The thought is intriguing. I keep telling myself I don’t want her...but I’m not strong enough to lie to myself. Still, I need to give her a choice. “I can pull out if you don’t.”
I more than want her...I want to breathe her.
She swallows, nodding her head. “I want that too. I want to feel you inside me,” she murmurs.
Fuck. Does she even know what she’s saying? What I want to do to her?
I reposition myself, leaning over her, resting my weight on my forearms beside her head. Gazing down between our bodies, I line my dick with her center, then bring my gaze back to hers.
I half expect her to try to stop me, to come to her senses at the last minute, but she doesn’t.
With her small hands on my shoulders, she tries to pull me closer, urging me to take her, lifting her hips, squirming against me. I drag the head of my dick across her slit to coat her juices against the head of my cock. I grip onto her hip with bruising force, needing control.
Slow. Gentle. Slow. I exhale...
“Fuck, Sophie,” I groan. A growl rips from deep within my chest as I dip my tip inside her. Her walls stretch around my head, and I can feel the resistance. Her body is fighting me, refusing to take me, but she’ll adjust…
“Roman,” she squeaks from below me. I lift my eyes from where our bodies meet to look at her. Tears well in her beautiful blue depths. I want to soothe her, comfort her, but I also want to lick away her tears and take her without mercy.
“Breathe...nice and deep breathes. You’re tight, but you’ll adjust to me.”
She gulps, and her grip on my shoulders tightens.
“It hurts,” she whimpers as I kiss her and move another inch inside her. The feeling is so divine, all I want to do is be all the way inside her. I want to be deeper—and that’s exactly what I’m doing.
I keep pushing into her, slowly at first. Sweat pools in the dip of my lower back as I concentrate on not slamming into her. She deserves a first time that’s special...perfect.
Instead of focusing on that primal need, I keep moving inside her, letting her adjust as she swallows my cock inch by glorious inch. A pained whimper has me pausing for a second, but the moan that comes out of her mouth directly after has me moving my hips forward.
My entire body shakes, and my pulse pounds inside my ears and just when I thought the feeling couldn’t get any better, it does. I thrust my hips forward an inch and bottom out inside her tightness, my balls pressing against her skin, while her juices gather around the base of my cock. My tip grazes the end of her channel and I release my hold on her hip to grab onto the bed sheets beside her.
It’s like she was made for me.
A perfect fucking fit.
“Are you in all the way?” she murmurs softly. Her dark lashes fan against her pink cheeks as she looks up at me through hooded eyes. I flex my hips forward and smirk, feeling her nails dig into my shoulders.
“Yes…” I grit out, my teeth pressed together so tightly, I can feel my molars grinding. “You feel so fucking good. You have no idea what I want to do to you.” So many fucking things…she has no idea, and if she did, she’d probably run for the fucking hills.
“I’m going to start moving…so just relax, and don’t tighten up too much.”
I pull out a few inches, then thrust back into her soft channel. This time, I can’t manage to go as slow. I know I should, but I feel like if I don't start moving faster, I might combust. My balls have never been so heavy, and my dick has never been so hard.
Sex has never been like this before. I’m not sure it can get better than this. Now that I’m eight inches deep inside Sophie, I know she’s the only drug I truly need. She soothes the beast and makes the darkness bearable. I want to keep her, right here below me.
Sophie whimpers a little, but if she’s in pain, she doesn’t show it. I lean forward, resting my head into the crook of her head, inhaling our mixed scents, willing god to give me the strength not to destroy her. I plow forward, pushing deeper, if that’s possible.