Her teeth nip at my bottom lip as she undoes my belt and slacks, pushing them down. I kick them off quickly along with my shoes and push her down onto the bed, settling onto the satin black comforter chosen by this gorgeous woman.
“Don’t be gentle with me,” she pants against my lips. I groan, feeling her arousal soaking through her panties and my boxer briefs.
“I’m never gentle.”
“Good.” She bites my bottom lip a little harder this time but not hard enough to draw blood. I growl, my lips going to her delicate neck, kissing, sucking, and then leaving small bites that only cause her to moan and grind her hips against my cock which is already straining painfully against my briefs.
Her hands rake down my back until her hands rest on my ass and slide under my briefs, digging her nails into the skin there.
Okay, so she likes it a little rough. Definitely not as innocent as she looked a few moments ago.
Thank. God.
I press my cock between her legs, grinding against her. My mouth moves to the shell of her ear. “You’re fucking soaked for me, Lola.”
“Yes,” she gasps out while her pussy slides along my dick as if there’s no barrier between us. She’s gripping my ass, pulling me closer to her, begging me for more.
I use one hand to cup her left tit that’s full and heaving, trying to escape the lacey cup covering it. My thumb drags over her hardened nipple through the fabric and then my hand drags over the soft, smooth skin of her stomach, not stopping until I reach her panties, pushing them out of the way.
I groan when I feel how wet she is for me, my fingers sliding through her slit to her ass and then back up again.
She moans my name, her back arching into me. “You’re killing me.”
“Don’t worry.” My lips brush over hers as I find her swollen clit, pinching it between my finger and thumb. “You’re going to get fucked tonight.”
Her hips thrust forward, as she nips at my bottom lip again, kissing me with desire and desperate anger. “Then quit teasing me and do it already.”
One of her hands moves from my ass to grasp my hard cock over my briefs, and it twitches in her hold, begging for attention. “Christ,” I bite out.
I feel the wicked grin against my lips as she uses both her hands to push away the last piece of clothing between my cock and her pussy, then using her foot to push my briefs down my legs until I kick them off.
I unhook her bra, quickly freeing her full tits, taking a moment to gaze at her in all her naked glory. Her dusty rose nipples are hard and calling to my mouth like a beacon until I oblige, popping one in my mouth and swirling my tongue around the hardened peak before nipping it sharply with my teeth enough to make her yelp. I switch back to a gentle caress, chasing away the pain before repeating the same action on the other side, making her writhe beneath me.
My cock slides along her wet folds, seeking entrance. The head of my cock brushes against her clit, causing us both to jolt with pleasure.
“Fuck me, Hayden.”
I grin, gripping one of her wrists and pinning it above her head with my free hand. I position my cock at her entrance.
“You want my cock, Lola?” It’s a husky fucking growl against her lips as she arches into me, pressing her breasts against my chest, parting her thighs even more to allow me to settle between them.
“Yes.”
I don’t think I can wait any longer. I grab her free wrist and push it up to join the other above her head as I thrust into her with one powerful, sure thrust. I’m met with the tightest fucking pussy I've ever been inside and burst through resistance, making us both grimace. Her eyes widen, and I swear my heart is about to explode as I look down at her in shock, her pussy still strangling my cock, but neither of us move.
“What the fuck, Lola?”
Her tongue darts out over her bottom lip, and her voice cracks slightly as her eyes meet mine. “Don’t make a big deal out of this.”
I stare at her, dumbfounded. “You’re a . . .”
Her hands try to break free, but I don’t release her as her hips buck forward, encouraging me to move inside her. “Not anymore.”
How the fuck is this even possible? “How?” It’s a stupid fucking question, but it’s all I can say.
“Don’t worry about it.” Her head lifts, and her lips meet mine again. Her kiss is tentative, but it deepens and then turns heated again, but I don’t dare move my hips even if it physically hurts not to. “Fuck me, Hayden. Don’t let my first time be lame.”
I smirk against her lips, holding onto her wrists. I love and hate her fire. “Are you sure about this?”
I’m not cut out to be anyone’s first. I thought I was done with all that shit a decade ago. Her nose brushes mine as she nods her head, her hips again begging me to move.
I’m pissed at her for not telling me. I’m fucking furious that she let a prick like me be the first one inside her body. But I guess it’s a little too late for all that now, and fuck if I don’t feel a sick sense of pride as I pull my hips back, pulling almost entirely out of her and then pushing my cock into her again, stretching her and reveling in the way her hips move with mine.
I still don’t let go of her wrists, instead pressing them into the bed with each hard thrust that she meets each and every fucking time. I know it has to hurt, my cock isn’t small by any standards, and I can feel her body stretching to accommodate my size, but still she moans into my mouth, kissing me.
Her legs wrap around my ass, pushing me even deeper inside, and I feel her pussy pulse around me, telling me she’s close.
I feel the buildup inside me, knowing that I'm really fucking close to coming deep inside her.
Fuck! Condom. What the hell am I doing?
“Jesus, Hayden! I’m close,” she gasps, and I feel her tighten around me.
I groan, “Fuuuck.”
I don’t trust myself not to come when she doe,s and after one long stroke, I pull out of her, sliding along her slick pussy, but not going inside. I brush the head of my cock over her clit, sending a shockwave through us both and almost coming right then. I release one of her hands, snaking between our bodies and using my thumb to send her over the edge of the wave she’s riding. Her body jolts with pleasure underneath mine as I grind against her hip until jets of cum explode from my cock, wishing I was deep inside her.
I’m an irresponsible fucking prick, but I'm not that irresponsible.
My body falls onto hers as we pant and lie in the mess from our fucking, ruining the expensive comforter that has never been used by a paying customer, but I couldn’t give a fuck.
“Wow,” she breathes softly.
I still have one of her wrists in my hand above her head and use my other arm to prop myself up to look down into her eyes. She’s flushed, beautiful, and naked under me.
A beautiful fucking liar.
“How could you not fucking tell me?”
I have no right to feel betrayed, but I fucking do. And now, I'm back to pissed the fuck off.
My body is still trembling with small aftershocks from the orgasm that rolled through me. I can’t believe that just happened, but there was no part of me that wanted it to stop.
I was terrified the entire time that he would. I’ve never felt that way before. Totally out of control. Handing everything over to another human being and letting go.