Chapter 13 #2
“You have one chance to stop this. Tell me now that you are not ready for this. We will not make a big thing of it and just go and get something to eat instead. But if you are, we will not leave here until you have come on my face and my cock, after I have broken through that barrier that you have held onto.”
I remove my cut while waiting for her to speak. She watches me with a keen eye, licking her lips, so I reach for my T-shirt. As I pull it over my head, her breath hitches, clearly liking what she sees.
“Stevie, baby?”
“Fudge, you are hot.” Her voice is breathless.
“Right back at ya, babe. But I need an answer.”
She shifts, sitting on the edge of the bed, then hooks her fingers into the belt loops of my jeans, pulling me to her.
“Not to sound all fan girly, but I have wanted you since high school, Logan. Seeing you race, seeing you win, but not be able to touch you after was torture, and she got to do it all. She was stupid to throw it away, but I am not.”
“No, baby, you are not.” I cup her jaw, leaning down to press my lips to hers. “Baby, you don’t have to,” I tell her when her fingers start tugging at the button of my jeans. The zipper slides down and she reaches for my cock, which is so fucking hard I could pound nails.
Looking up at me from under her thick lashes, she smirks. “I want to.”
I let out a huff a laughter, and grin. “Then have at it, baby, and be quick, because I need to taste you. You need to tell me if you want sweet and slow, or hard and fast, Stevie.”
With my cock in hand, I hiss when she squeezes me.
“I want it hard and fast; you can take it slow the next time.” Before I can answer, she licks my dick like a damned lollipop.
“Oh, fuck,” I grunt, as she takes me into her mouth.
I watch as my cock slips between her red lips, her tongue flat, making it easier to slip inside of her wet mouth. My fists clench at my sides to stop from reaching for her, not wanting to scare her when this is her first time. Although, you would never think that with how she is sucking my cock.
“You sure you haven’t done this before?” I pant.
She smiles around my cock, spit dribbles from the corner of her mouth, and my balls scream for release but not until I am inside of her.
“I like to read romance books, Logan. Believe me, reading teaches you a lot.” With a saucy wink, she doubles her efforts, taking my cock to the back of her throat, drawing my orgasm close but hell no.
She comes first.
“Enough,” I bark out, pulling back.
Instead of her being worried about my command, she makes a thing of wiping her mouth, and licking her lips.
“You are a sexy minx disguised as a nerd, baby.” Pulling her to her feet, I instruct, “Get out of those clothes. I want to see all of you.”
She makes quick work of her clothing, and I do the same. It is like neither of us can wait any longer to be connected in ways we have both been thinking about.
“Fuck, you are a fine specimen,” she moans.
“You swearing now?” I joke. “Only when needed and it is needed now.” She crooks her fingers at me, beckoning me.
“You can eat me later, Logan Vaughan, because right now, my pussy is aching to be filled for the first time.”
Holy fucking shit, where did this Stevie come from? I stare at her, my heart like a drumline in my chest, my cock leaking. My balls are tight and ready to explode, while this woman is lying in the bed, looking like a goddess.
“Was that too much?” Her voice drops, filled with uncertainty.
“Oh, fuck, no baby, you just shocked me. I am used to sweet, sassy Stevie, not this sex goddess that I am happy to deflower. But I do need to make you come before I slide inside of you. It will hurt for a few seconds.”
Moving onto the bed, I crawl between her legs. She doesn’t want to me to taste her yet, but I need to make her wet and soft, so I do not add to the pain of taking her virginity.
Her eyes are dilated with lust as I loom over her, taking her mouth in a searing kiss. One hand cups the back of my neck, the other reaches between us, gripping my cock. She moans into my mouth, and when I finger her clit, she is wet but I need more— at least one climax out of her.
“Oh, that feels good.”
“It will feel better when you come all over my dick.” Rubbing in hard circles, she writhes, pants, and moans my name as her orgasm builds.
Her clit gets hard, her breathing is coming in fast pants, while her eyes lock on mine and she cries out my name.
“Fuck,” she gasps. “LOGAN.” I rub slowly, drawing out every ounce of her orgasm.
Her body goes lax against my pillows, making me grin. I reach for a condom in the top drawer and rip the foil with my teeth, before sliding the rubber down my shaft.
“Fuck, that was hot.”
Grinning, I move closer, deciding to slow this down for her sake. I know she wanted fast and hard, but this is going to suck, hurting her even if only for a second or two.
Holding my weight on my elbows, I let my dick rest on her pussy. She gasps into my mouth when I kiss her, her body warm against mine. I fit perfectly between her legs, and as I rock forward, the head of my cock hits her sensitive clit, to which she whimpers.
“I need you inside me, Logan. Please,” she pleads and hell, I will give her what she wants.
“Look at me, Stevie.” She does as she is told. “Good girl,” I praise her. “You ready?”
“Yes.”
Pulling my hips back, I line up my cock at her entrance and slowly push inside. Her lisps part, and I watch every emotion flit across her face, as I push in inch by inch.
“Oh, fuck, you are tight. Yes.”
“Do it, Logan. Please.” She pants as her gaze meets mine dark and heady, her cheeks a deep pink.
“Mine,” I say as I push through her barrier and I fucking mean it.
“Oh, fuck, that hurt,” she cries out and I stop immediately, my heart pounding in my chest. Her eyes flash open, looking at me with concern.
“You okay?”
“I am okay; you just cried out that it hurt. I was waiting for you to adjust.”
“Did I tell you to stop? Get pumping, Crash.” She grins and holy fucking shit, this woman will be the death of me.
“Yes, ma’am.” I pull almost all of the way out and slam back into her.
Her back arches off the bed, her nails dig into my biceps, and hell, I will wear those scratches with honor.
“Yes, harder,” she calls out, her eyes locked on mine.
“Fuck, yeah.” I fuck her harder.
We are both panting, breathing each other’s names, while chasing an orgasm that I am sure will fucking kill me.
She feels like nothing I have felt before. Her pussy grips my dick, all wet and hot, greedy for my cum.
Pressing in closer to her, her tits smashed between us, I suck on her neck. Leaving a mark so people know she is taken, I fuck her hard and fast. Her gasps and nails digging into my skin tell me she is loving this as much as I am.
“I am going to come,” she sobs.
Her tight cunt tightens even more around my cock, and I hiss as my balls draw up.
“Come. Now,” I growl. The both of us coming together will be a fucking memory of a lifetime.
“YES,” she cries out at the same time I growl her name.
“Stevie.”
Her pussy is like a vise around me, but it feels fucking good.
We are both panting, dragging air into our lungs when I move to the side and pull her closer, hooking one leg over mine. We lie like that for several minutes catching our breaths, then Stevie speaks, making us both laugh.
“Worth the wait.” She sighs, snuggling in deeper.
“Damn straight.”
“I can’t believe she threw you way.” She sounds sleepy, so we lie there until we drift off, her in my arms and it feels right.
Fast, but right.