13. Nikita #2
Her pussy already glistens with her arousal, and the sight of both her tight, little holes sends a shock of pleasure straight to my dick. All it would take is me reaching down and giving myself a couple of strokes, and I’d be done for.
“I want this ass, Van,” I groan, and then I place a kiss at the top of her crack and stand back up. “But not tonight, baby. We’re saving that for another day.”
She lets out a whimper that sounds as hungry as I feel as I fist her hair so I can lift it and kiss the nape of her neck. My cock presses hard against her ass, and when she arches back to rub against it, I hiss out a breath and bite her shoulder.
“You’re going to be a handful, aren’t you?” I murmur while I nip and suck on her skin. “You’re determined to make sure my worst fears come true and I don’t last ten seconds.”
“Not true,” she moans while I suck on the delicate skin beneath her ear. “I just want you inside me so fucking badly. I already know you’re going to feel amazing.”
“I thought you were nervous,” I tease while I kiss a line along her shoulder and dance my fingers along her hip and then up her stomach.
“I am. Have you seen the size of your cock?”
I laugh and skate my fingers up the center of her chest before cupping one of her full breasts. My hips rock so I can grind against her ass, needing to feel the friction even though it’s pure torture to do so.
“I’m also afraid I’ll be bad,” she admits, but at the same time she rocks her hips in an effortlessly sexy way that contradicts what she’s just said.
“There’s no way in hell you could ever be bad.” I gently bite her shoulder and then kiss it better. “Feel the way your hips are moving right now?”
“Yeah,” she says, her words breathy as her excitement grows.
“That feels so fucking amazing and you’re not even having to think about it. You don’t have the faintest idea how sexy you are, Van.”
I give her nipple a soft pinch before sliding my hand up and gently wrapping my fingers around the front of her neck, holding her in place while my other hand grips her hip.
I nudge her legs farther apart with my knee, and as soon as they’re wide enough, I pull back and angle my cock between her thighs before thrusting between them.
“Oh fuck,” she moans at the same time as I growl her name and bring my face close to hers.
“Jesus, you’re so fucking wet, baby. You’re soaking me, Van. Making a big mess all over me.”
She whimpers when I thrust harder, letting her feel the drag of every inch as it runs along her soft folds. I hadn’t been lying. My girl is fucking soaked, dripping all over me, and I’m quickly losing my ability to think straight.
“Do you hear that?” I ask, speeding up so the erotic wet sounds are even louder.
“Yes,” she pants, moving her hips to meet my thrusts while her hands grip my forearm, using me for leverage to keep herself upright.
“That’s how I always want you to sound.” I kiss her jaw, keeping my fingers wrapped around her neck as her needy whimpers fill the room.
“Let me feel you come.” I nuzzle my face against hers, kissing my way to her ear.
I take it between my teeth and then give her earlobe a suck.
I feel her tits rubbing against my arm with our movements, knowing that extra bit of friction on her nipples is helping her out right now.
Her inner thighs grip my cock as I thrust in harder. I squeeze my eyes shut, hissing out a ragged breath against the crook of her neck while my fingers dig in harder.
“Change of plans,” I growl. “We’re going to come together.” Before she can question it, I kiss her shoulder and say, “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll be good to go again. This won’t change anything.”
She nods and clings to my forearm, so close her body is shaking, needy and desperate for the release that’s only seconds away.
I feel her body tense, the sensation of her perfect little pussy coming against my shaft is all the help I need to join in.
She moans my name, and I barely have enough time to grab her hand and lower it.
With our fingers intertwined, I feel the wet heat of my cum hit us with each pulse my cock gives.
With one hand still around the front of her neck, I hold her tightly against me while I bury my face against her skin, so drunk on her I feel lightheaded.
She’s still softly rocking her hips against me, making it impossible for me to go fully soft.
I wasn’t exaggerating when I said I’d be ready to go again soon.
I have a feeling it’s going to take several orgasms for my body to feel fully sated.
I want this too badly, and I’ve waited a very long time for it.
Dragging our hands up, I rub my release all over her stomach, just like she’d done in her room.
She lets out a soft, satisfied moan when I drift higher and cover her tits.
I fill both my hands with her, taking my time, massaging her breasts and teasing her nipples until she’s grinding against my fully hard dick again.
I step back just enough so I can turn her around, and then I’m wrapping my arms around her and kissing her while her slick skin presses against mine.
She cups the back of my neck, demanding I get even closer, and when she starts to sit on the bed, I follow her down.
Not wanting to break the kiss, we move together until she’s lying in the middle of the bed and I’m hovering over her.
Her nails dig into my hips, urging me closer, wanting me inside her, but I don’t move yet. I cup her face and deepen the kiss. When she hikes her leg over me and digs her heel into my ass, I pull back with a smile and look down at her beautifully flushed face.
“A handful, I told you,” I tell her.
She doesn’t even try to deny it.
“Is this what you want?” I ask, positioning the head of my cock against her soaking wet slit.
“Yes,” she whispers while digging her nails in harder.
As badly as I want to just slide into her, I know it’s not something I can do without saying this first. “Van, we haven’t talked about protection.”
Her pupils are blown, her eyes half-lidded, and there’s a gorgeous flush traveling up her chest and neck. She’s as drunk on ecstasy as I am, but she still nods and says, “Don’t worry. I’ve been tracking my cycle, and I’m not ovulating right now.”
“That’s not foolproof,” I say because my conscience won’t allow me to not mention it.
Her dimple fills out her right cheek when she slides a hand up to play with the back of my hair. “I know it’s not, but it can be pretty accurate, and I don’t want anything between us. Is that okay?”
I laugh and say, “There will never be a time when I say no to that question. I love you, Van, and even if something were to happen, you know I’d take care of you, right?
I want to marry you. I want a family with you, but I’m fine waiting if that’s what you want.
” I run my thumb over her flushed cheek. “Do you want kids?”
Now it’s her turn to laugh. “A houseful,” she admits. “But I still want to get my degree and teach.”
“A houseful?” I ask, smiling at the image she’s just put in my head. I slide against her, pressing in just hard enough for her to feel me. “I really like the sound of that, and I would never ask you to give up your dream of teaching.”
“Niki?”
“Yeah, baby?”
She pulls me down and kisses me slowly before whispering against my lips, “I really want you inside me right now.”
I groan at her words and then kiss her hard enough to have her wrapping her arms and legs around me while she tries like hell to get me inside her.
I make her wait, not out of cruelty, but because we’re only ever going to get one first time, and I want to savor every second of it.
Also, I’d be lying if I said seeing her so desperate for my cock isn’t the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
I love it when she gets all worked up, and I’m not at all surprised when I feel her heel digging into my ass again.
Breaking our kiss, I work my way down her jaw and neck while I tease her breast, dragging my thumb over her hard nipple.
Her fingers run through my hair, fisting large chunks of it, and then moaning my name when I replace my fingers with my mouth.
She tastes like me, and I fucking love it.
I suck her breast into my mouth, tonguing her nipple while she moans and arches her back off the bed.
“Niki, please,” she begs.
With my mouth still full, I groan at the sound of her begging, and when I grab onto her knee and pull her leg up, opening her up to me even more, she sighs and drags her nails along my scalp.
I gently bite her nipple before giving it one last suck and then bringing my face to hers. “I want every part of you at once,” I tell her. “I’ll never get my fill of you.”
“I feel the same way about you,” she says, and then wraps her arms around my shoulders when she feels me rock my hips and press in even harder.
It’s not enough to slide in, but it’s enough to let her know I will be.
“Please go slow,” she says, and those words mixed with the fear I see in her eyes nearly breaks my heart.
“I’ll go as slow as you need me to, and I’ll stop the second you say so,” I tell her. “You don’t ever need to worry about that.”
She gives me a quick nod and then lets out a slow exhale. “Okay, I’m ready.”
I grin down at the look of determination on her face. “We’re not preparing for battle here, Van.”
She raises a brow at me. “That’s easy for you to say. You’re the one with the giant dick. I’m the one who’s about to take it.”
I can’t help but smile at the giant dick comment. I very gently nudge her slit. “You want me to stop?”
“Don’t you dare,” she says. “Just remember, nice and slow.”