Chapter 6 #2
My fingers grip his shoulders, needing the solidity of him. He murmurs praise against my skin. Russian words I don’t understand but feel like warmth spreading inside me. “You’re safe,” he whispers into my hair.
His hands move over me, worshipful, guiding, giving me time to breathe. He watches my face constantly, searching for hesitation.
I get impatient.
I want the growly dirty-talking Danyl from downstairs, so I rip my shirt over my head.
He leans back. His hungry gaze roving over my naked skin, over my ripe body and rolls. Suddenly, I feel self-conscious and cross my arms over my chest even though I’m wearing a bra.
“No,” Danyl growls, gripping my hands. “Don’t cover yourself when you’re with me. I want all of you bared to me. He pulls down my leggings and stands to look at me, laying there in plain cotton panties and bra.
If I knew today would be the day I’d lose my virginity, I’d chosen sexier underwear. That’s a lie, I don’t have any sexy underwear. There’s never been money for that. At least I’m wearing matching black panties and bra.
Danyl doesn’t seem to mind that I’m dressed in cotton and not silk. He traces a finger along the top elastic of my panties. “This is mine,” he whispers. “All mine.”
“I want to see you,” I say. “I want to see all of you.”
A cocky grin adorns his lips as he stands. He makes a show out of pulling his t-shirt over his head. I roll my eyes at him, making him smile.
And then he steps out of his sweats.
He’s not wearing any underwear.
His cock stands thick and proud. So thick.
All the moisture leaves my mouth.
He fists himself, pumping once, and a bead of liquid appears on the tip. “Tell me again,” he demands.
I don’t have to ask what words he wants. “I want your cock to be the first to fill my pussy.” My voice rasps. I roll over and crawl to the edge of the bed. “I want to taste you,” I say, my boldness surprising me.
Still holding his cock, Danyl steps closer. He buries a hand in my hair and guides my lips to meet its tip. I lick the glistening drops gathered there and then open my mouth to take more.
His hand pulls back on my hair, stopping the movement. “No,” he says. “The first time will be in your wet cunt. I’ll teach you how to use your mouth later.”
I nod, waiting for him to tell me what to do next. "Whatever you want," I say, my voice steady despite the butterflies in my stomach.
Danyl's eyes darken. "You’re a very good girl," he says, brushing his thumb against my cheek.
I nod, my breath hitching as he leans down. His hot lips capture mine, burning my skin as he guides me to lie down on my back. His hands slip behind my back, unclasping my bra, freeing my breasts. I moan into his mouth, my fingers tangling in his hair.
He breaks the kiss, trailing his lips down my neck, teeth nipping at my collarbone. "I’m going to taste you," he growls, his hands sliding under my panties, fingers finding my wetness. "That’s a good girl,” he rumbles. “Wet and ready for me.” He pulls off my underwear, dropping them on the floor.
I gasp as he pushes a finger inside me, his thumb circling my clit. "Danyl, please," I beg, hips bucking against his hand. His finger is so much wider than my own.
He chuckles, adding another finger, stretching me, preparing me. "Patience, milaya. We've got all night."
I want to ask what the word means, but I can’t find the words. I’m panting so hard I can barely pull enough oxygen into my lungs. When he withdraws his fingers, I whimper in protest, but that turns into a hoarse moan as he switches position and his hot mouth descends on my pussy.
His tongue licks, sucks, and when his teeth nip my clit my back arch so high he has to push me down so I don’t leave the bed. Chuckling, he continues his assault without mercy.
My hands grip his hair, and I’m riding his face as hot pleasure builds inside me to an impossible high pressure. “Danyl,” I wail. “I need to come.” My body tenses on the edge of the orgasm.
He pulls back, his fingers lightly petting my wet folds. "Not yet, good girl. I want you to come on my cock."
I growl in frustration, my body on fire, but he just chuckles. He pets my pussy one more time, and then pinches the clit, the sting turning into pleasure. "Again," I beg.
He obliges, first a pinch, and then his hand comes down in a hard slap, causing a hoarse cry to rupture from my lips.
His fingers rub my clit. "You like that, don't you, good girl?" he murmurs, his cock pressing against my entrance
"Yes," I pant, pushing back against him. I don’t recognizing this person I’ve become. This person he’s turned me into. But I also don’t care because all I want is his wide cock inside me. "Fuck me, Danyl. Make me yours."
Slowly, he slides into me, inch by inch, filling me, stretching me. I moan as my pussy adjusts to his width.
With one final push and a groan, he sheaths himself fully inside my wet core. Fingers digging into the flesh on my hips as he sets a steady pace. His cock bouncing off my cervix with each thrust.
"You feel so good," he groans, his pace quickening. "Your tight pussy loves this."
“Yes,” I say, meeting his thrusts.
“Say it,” he demands. “Tell me how much your pussy loves my cock.”
I’m breathing so hard I can barely get the words out. “Loves your cock,” I groan. His grunts get louder and fucks me harder and harder. But it’s still not enough. "More, Danyl. Fuck me harder." He obliges, lifting my hips off the bed with the next thrust.
I scream out my pleasure, holding on to his wrists for leverage and crossing my ankles behind his back. Only my shoulders touch the bed now.
“Blyat,” Danyl groans. “Come for me, Liza. Show me how much you love my cock.” He lets go of my hip with one hand and slaps my ass.
The wave that’s building crests and pleasure drenches my entire body. I grip the comforter as my body shakes, but Danyl bangs his cock into my pussy so hard, I keep moving up the bed.
He grips my hips again, holding me in place as he furiously pumps into me. My pussy convulses around him as a second orgasm claims me. With one furious shout, he shoves inside me and stays buried. His cock pulses and hot cum fills my pussy, dribbles out below his cock, and slides down my ass crack.
If I had the energy, I’d be embarrassed.
Danyl collapses beside me. "Fuck, Liza. That was incredible."
I nod, my entire body humming with aftershocks of pleasure. If this is what it’s like for the first time, I can’t wait to see what happens when I’ve practiced more. The thought brings a grin to my face.
Danyl notices. “Is that smile for me, milaya?”
I nod. “What does that word mean? You’ve said it several times.”
He looks away, as if embarrassed, but then turns on his side and traces a finger down my cheek. “It means sweet or lovely.” He shrugs. “Kind of like darling.”
I look at him for a while, remembering the times he’s called me that. “You first said it at the lawyer’s office. When we signed the papers.”
He smiles. “You remember that? It slipped out.” He bows down and kiss a breast, then leans back on one elbow as he traces infinity signs around my nipples.
I moan and arch my back, the sensation of his fingers on my oversensitive skin so delicious it’s almost painful.
Danyl chuckles. “Not tonight, good girl. You’ve had enough.” He leans down and sucks in a nipple between his lips.
I grab the back of his head, pressing into the pleasure.
He hums, but then grabs my hand and frees himself. “Soon,” he promises. “Soon, I’ll get to play with your luscious tits. It’s only fair since the distracted me the entire time I watched you at the Meridian.”
I frown. “You couldn’t see my tits in that outfit.”
His thumb caresses my lower lip. I didn’t need to see them to be distracted. My mind filled in the details.
I laugh. “As if.”
His only reply is a secretive half-smile and he gets off the bed. I’m momentarily disappointed, but then I hear him running water in the bathroom. After a short while, he returns with a warm wet washcloth and gently wipes between my legs.
I half sit up. “I can do that,” I protest.
“Shh, milaya. Let me take care of you.”
So I do. And when he’s finished, he pulls back the comforter and covers us both as he spoons me from behind. His body warms me and in his arms, I feel safe and protected.
It’s not until I’m almost asleep that I realize what Danyl distracted me from noticing when he caressed my breasts.
He called me sweet and lovely when we signed the impromptu wedding license.
Even though he’d just met me, he called me darling.
Warmth radiates through me as I drift off to sleep.