Twenty-Nine

T he second we walked back into her room, without the threat of cameras watching and perving over us, I knew one thing. I wasn’t going to make her wait any longer. I wasn’t going to make either of us wait. It had been too fucking long coming, and now it was time to come together.

Tonguing her to a fierce orgasm was only step one. I wanted her so turned on and desperate and relaxed, that she wouldn’t fight the intrusion when I finally eased my cock inside her. I wanted her to feel only pleasure. Only love. I wanted her to look back on this moment with all good feelings, and nothing bad at all. The situation wasn’t ideal, but I could still make it perfect for her.

When she admitted she was scared, even as she writhed beneath me on the bed, and her legs fell further apart as my cock glided through that wetness she’d created, I almost stopped. I almost took that as a hint that she really wasn’t ready at all. If she was getting into this with me purely to make sure nobody else could steal this from her, then it wasn’t the right reason to do it. Not at all.

She put those fears aside, when she made it clear that it was because it was me. Us. This moment was all about us, and nobody else.

I drove her close to another orgasm, my dick so fucking close to the prize, but not pushing until she was ready. That moment came when she started moving against me, helping me break through and fill her with my cock. Nothing had ever felt as right to me as that moment, when I finally slid inside her, her slick walls squeezing my dick so fucking tight.

“Oh god…”

I grinned and kissed my sweet girl, having watched her face for any signs of pain or fear as I broke her barrier as gently as I could.

“You good?”

She nodded, a shudder rippling throughout her body.

“I never… I never thought it’d feel like this.”

I’d stopped moving now I was fully inside her, wanting to let her get used to the feel of my cock invading her body.

Her pussy felt like heaven, tight, hot, wet skin against skin in such a delicious way, a way I never expected to feel with her. I’d used protection pretty much religiously, until right now. Until this moment. Like I’d been building up to this with her. The last woman I’d ever be with.

Elise

H e wasn’t moving, and now that I finally had him inside me, and it wasn’t hurting, I wanted him to move. I wanted him to make us both feel so good, after we had to wait so long for this moment.

“Please, Has.”

“What do you need, babe?” He kissed the tip of my nose, and offered me one of those slightly lopsided grins, the ones that make me feel warm inside, while my heart skips a beat.

“You… you’re not moving.”

He laughed, adjusting his weight on his elbows in a way that made me gasp, as he pressed deeper still.

“Oh god… what did you just do?”

“Babe, are you trying to ask me, in that adorably sweet way of yours, to fuck you like you’re mine? Because you fucking are, you know, all mine now, babe. Any objections?”

I shook my head rapidly, then frowned and nodded.

“Oh really?”

I giggled at his expression. “Yeah, I object to the fact that you’re still not moving, Has. Don’t you want to… to fuck me?”

He uttered a groan, and rolled his hips, and I gasped a raspy sound, as I felt him move inside me.

“You feel so fucking good, and that’s without me moving inside you. I can’t guarantee I’ll last as long as I want to, but next time, babe… I’ll rock your fucking world.”

Has pressed his lips against mine, and moved his hands so they cradled my face, and then his hips moved. I felt him pulling back and then easing inside me again. It was a smooth glide, and I felt every single inch of him as he moved, tingling my insides, and sending ripples of awareness and sensation through my body. He grinned as I let out a ragged breath.

“Look at you, babe, so fucking gorgeous and sweet, while you take every inch of my cock like a fucking goddess. You feel that? Feel my hard cock sliding deep inside you? Fuck… keep squeezing me like that, and I’m gonna come far too fucking soon, babe. I wanna keep fucking you forever.”

God yes, I wanted that too. Just to stay in this moment forever, for reality to stay outside of the locked door, while we did this for the rest of our lives.

“More,” I gasped out, as Has pressed his hips tight against mine again, filling me so completely that I literally felt my toes curl. He rocked slightly from side to side, grinding against my clit, and I whimpered as more tingles rippled through me.

“More?”

“Faster… or I don’t know... more…”

He grinned. “I gotta go careful or I’ll hurt you, babe. You’ll be sore after as it is.”

“But… I saw…”

“You want me to fuck you hard like you saw me doing in those fucking videos?”

He looked a little shamed, and I didn’t want him to. I wanted him to see how sexy it was, how it looked to me, how it made me yearn for him.

“It… I just thought that’s what you’d do, that’s all.”

His face relaxed into a grin.

“Next time, babe. Next time when you’re not gonna be so tender. Yeah, next time I’ll fuck your brains out. Pound my cock so deep and hard into you, that you’ll be screaming my name for the whole fucking clubhouse to hear.” He chuckled then.

“Oh yeah, you like the sound of that, don’t you? Clamping down on my dick like you wanna swallow it.”

Oh god. If he kept saying things like that I’d lose my mind. Has eased a hand down between us, and started stroking at my clit, as he moved a little harder and a little faster. Pleasure was starting to tingle and unfurl inside me, setting off little mini explosions, before I suddenly released a long low moan, followed by a few gasped ‘oh god, oh god’ moments.

Has was grinning widely, and then he threw his head back on a murmured ‘fuck yes’, and his hips stuttered against mine several times before he stilled. His breathing was as ragged as mine, when he leaned down and kissed me again.

“Babe, I hope that was as perfect for you as it was for me.” I nodded, and hugged him tight against me, his warm, slightly sweaty skin against my own.

I couldn’t speak yet, or make sense with my words, but when he eased back, and I felt him pulling out of me. It was the strangest feeling, that emptiness, the gentle stinging sensation down there.

“You okay?” I nodded, lifting up on my elbows to watch him as he moved.

“I can’t believe that was it.”

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