22. Gage
Gage
I wake up with a jolt, my eyes flying open.
Pre-dawn rays illuminate the room.
Shit.
I fell asleep?
I promised myself I’d leave within an hour after fucking Lily for the third time.
There was a breach of security in my internal Fort Knox.
Lily’s virgin pussy is to blame.
I’ve never fucked a virgin before her. Some men get off popping a girl’s cherry. I’m not one of them. Not until last night.
I want to plant a stake beside her that reads Claimed. I’m the fucking king of this undiscovered land .
She stirs next to me, pulling me out of my ridiculous thoughts.
Even princesses snore.
Her long black hair drapes in a curtain on the white pillowcase. The contrast with the cotton fabric and her milky skin is striking .
I don’t have a hair color preference, I’ve never been with a woman with jet black hair. I reach out and caress the lush thickness of her silky mane.
Wrapping all this hair around my fist as I fuck her from behind with her on all fours…
She shifts, arching her back.
Her body is angled perfectly. I could spread her ass cheeks, and slide my morning wood right into her warmth.
Fuck.
My cock goes from hard to rock hard, veins popping like crazy.
After only one day, I’m addicted to her tight pussy.
I didn’t spare her last night. Not until we both passed out, comatose from too many strong orgasms. The cherry on the sundae was playing with her clit bareback.
That was so fucking hot. It took herculean effort not to slide inside her inviting pussy and fuck her raw until I spilled my cum deep inside her.
It’s crazy and reckless, especially considering I have no intentions of becoming a father anytime soon. Yet, I was this close from sliding all the way to a home run.
A surge of lust travels through my veins, and my cock hardens, imagining how blissful it would be.
This is what this woman does to me.
My balls and abs are tender with a satisfied ache, but that doesn’t prevent my cock from being greedy as fuck.
I want more of her.
I want to make her cry out for mercy.
I need to hear my name on her lips again.
I snake an arm around her waist, pulling her close, pressing her backside against my front. I brush her cascade of hair. Leaning forward, my mouth moves over the satin skin of the curve of her neck .
She tilts her head against the pillow to give me better access.
I cover her neck with kisses as my erect cock relishes the heat seeping from her body. I close a hand over her breast, her puckered nipple scratching my palm. My fingertips pinch the tight bud until she lets out a little pleading sound.
“Is your cock always on alert?” Her voice comes out sounding groggy.
“I can’t control him when I’m around you.”
“Oh my, Mr. Hollingsworth, do you intend on taking advantage of my sleepy, hazy state?”
“Abso-fucking-lutely.”
“I don’t know if I have the energy for another marathon. I haven’t recovered from last night.”
“You don’t have to do a thing. Let me take care of you.”
“How can I say no to that?” The laughter in her voice doesn’t go unnoticed.
“You can’t.” Leaning in, I kiss her cheek. “You sore? I fucked you hard. And multiple times.”
She scoots her body closer to mine, her ass cheeks flirting with my tip.
I groan under my breath. “Eager much?”
“You made big promises,” she says. “All the benefits, without any of the work. I might have only lost my virginity yesterday, but I’m no fool. I know a good thing when I hear it.”
“So, you’re not sore?”
“Not enough to say no.”
“You’re sure?”
She tilts her hips back.
That’s all the confirmation I need.
I fist my cock and angle it. I don’t know why, but I hold my breath when my tip presses against her warm entrance. I slide my cock between her drenched pussy lips until my head skates over her clit.
Christ, she’s ready for me.
I go at it nice and slow at first. Not for her benefit, but for mine. If I go any faster, it might give me a heart attack.
The mixture of the slickness of her arousal, her heady scent, and the lingering notes of her expensive perfume has me all riled up.
When I’m certain my heart won’t give in, I heighten the pleasure for her and for me. I rub my tip against her clit, applying extra pressure.
She moans.
“You’re so fucking wet.”
She makes to turn around, but I stop her.
“Don’t move. You’re in the perfect position.”
I skate my cock around her pussy, relishing her slick juices.
My head lolls back at the all-encompassing sensation. “Is it as good as it was last night?”
“No.” She shakes her head against the pillow. “It’s a million times better.”
Music to my ears.
My naked cock has never been near a woman before. I didn’t know what I was missing. I’ve done kinky things in my life, but this trumps them all.
For a few long breaths, I tease her soaking pussy in languid circles, stroking her engorged clit with my fat knob.
Greedy for more, I glide my cock down through her pussy lips to her ass, nudging the little puckered hole.
Her body tenses.
“I’m teasing you. I won’t go all the way.”
“Promise?”
“We’d make that decision together.”
She relaxes .
I resume my mission.
I glide against her clit, her dripping pussy, and the bud of her tight asshole.
I grunt.
She hisses.
I do it again, and again, and again.
I reposition my cock, choking my head with my hand, and I pick up my pace, focusing on her pussy.
Lily’s hips undulate back and forth, matching my cadence, accelerating my demise.
Dammit.
The sinful sound of our slickness reverberates throughout the room.
The need to slide my cock inside her pussy is overpowering, but I resist. Barely.
This woman will be the end of me.
I need to keep my head on my shoulders.
All movement stops.
With rough hands, I flip her so she’s lying flat on her back.
I get on my knees and position myself between her legs.
“You look good enough to eat in this position.”
She responds by spreading her legs wider.
I want to take her up on her invitation, but I have other plans in mind. “Make yourself come for me.”
Her eyes go wide.
“You’ve touched yourself before?”
“Yes.”
I cock an eyebrow. “So, what’s the problem?”
Her expression is positively horrified. “I’ve never done that in front of someone else.”
“If I’m going to be your first, we should aim for gold. I want you debauched. You play with yours and I’ll play with mine.”
Her lips form an O, and her long eyelashes flutter.
I pump my cock. “Play with your sweet pussy.”
She doesn’t join in.
I’m about to repeat my command, when her eyes meet mine. The lust I read in them threatens to make me come in the palm of my hand.
Game on.
I give myself a couple of vigorous tugs, swelling even larger in my hand.
I put on a show for her, stroking my cock like it’s my job.
“When you play with your pussy, do you use toys or your fingers?”
“My fingers, or a pillow.”
Lily’s hooded blue eyes are riveted on my cock when she answers my question. The fucker jerks in my hand at the imagery of an innocent Lily riding her pillow as she chases after her orgasm.
“No toys?”
She shakes her head.
“Why not?”
“It sounds a bit perverted… sticking things up your private parts, seeking pleasure. I don’t get it.”
“Don’t knock it ’till you try it.”
“Do you put toys up your…” She can’t even say the word.
“No, I don’t put toys up my ass. I’d much prefer putting a toy up yours.”
“Double standards?”
“Perhaps.”
“Watching you do that is so hot,” she says, changing the subject.
“Is this your first time watching a guy jerk off?”
“No,” she says. “Granted, I only have one point of reference, but dare I say, the way you stroke your cock… it’s so manly.
” She licks her lips. “The experience is vastly different fr om watching a guy jerking off his heirloom-carrot-size-cock versus enjoying the eye-popping show when a guy has a cock the size of a large zucchini.” She flashes me a sassy grin.
I shake my head. “You’ve never watched porn?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“My father pays for my phone plan and internet connection. The man has ears—and eyes—everywhere. I’d be petrified if he were to find out.”
“I see.”
“I’m sure he indulges. Same for my half-brothers.”
Those are visuals I didn’t need.
“I’m also certain, I wouldn’t be able to get away with it.
My father is a big believer in double standards.
I can’t watch porn at Nads’s place since her dad still foots the bill for most of her expenses.
We make self-deprecating jokes about ourselves.
We’re part of a small group of women who don’t watch porn. ”
Talking or thinking about Fisher Edgington or her half-brothers is a quick way to turn my rock-hard cock to a limp dick.
Time to end this conversation.
I pump my fist up and down my cock, forcing her attention on me. Under her gaze, my cock strains, my veins bulging thick.
I jack off harder, groaning with each stroke.
“Yesterday, you were begging to give me a blowjob,” I say through gritted teeth. “Soon, your lips will be wrapped around my huge cock, my generous girth stretching your pretty mouth to the limits, my length hitting the back of your throat again, and again, and again.”
Half-lidded eyes meet mine.
I squeeze out a pearl of pre-cum, scoop it up with a fingertip, and reach my hand out to her. “This is for you.”
She props herself on her elbows and opens her mouth. She cleans my finger with a few sensual licks, her heated gaze never leaving mine.
I could get lost in those blue eyes.
“You’ll get more when I fuck your mouth.”
Excitement and anticipation flash in her gaze.
Good girl.
“Join me. Show me how you make yourself come.”
She settles back on the bed. Manicured fingers slide down her taut stomach until they’re nestled between her pussy lips. “I feel so vulnerable.”
“In no time, you’ll feel so good, vulnerability will fly out the door. Trust me.”
She smiles a little.
She strokes her clit.