Chapter 14 Briggs #2
She rolls her eyes at me. “Trust me, this is not how I want to lose my virginity.”
If she didn’t already have my full attention, she’d have it now. “You’re a virgin?” I don’t know why I didn’t think of this before. I just assumed an eighteen-year-old pretty girl must have had some sex at this point.
She nods, her cheeks redden, like she is embarrassed about the fact.
I’ve fucked a few virgins before and the sex is usually bad, a lot of whining and complaining, but I have to admit, knowing that I’ll be the first to fuck her stirs something in me. For some reason, I like the idea of owning her completely.
“Tell me, little bird, did you suck some dick before or was my cock the first one inside your mouth?”
“You were my first,” she tells me, and my chest swells.
“I think I like being all your firsts, and I think you’ll like having my cock in your pussy.”
At my words, her tongue darts out to moisten her lips.
Something unexpected flickers over her eyes.
If I didn’t know any better, I’d say it was lust. Could it be?
Could my little toy enjoy this, even if it’s just a little?
It might be the drugs and alcohol in her system that have warped her mind, but if she really wants my cock right now, who am I to stand in her way?
“Tell me something, little bird. Why did you choose to suck me off instead of giving two hand jobs?” It’s a question I’ve been dying to ask since it happened.
She takes a deep breath, sinking further into the mattress in a relaxed way. “I don’t know… I just didn’t want someone else to touch me. It’s enough that I have to handle you.”
“So you wouldn’t like it if I invited some friends upstairs to take turns on you?” It’s an empty threat, but she doesn’t know that. As I hoped, fear blooms in her hazy gaze and when she talks next, her bottom lip quivers.
“Please don’t.” Tears well in the corner of her eyes and though I usually like her crying, I decide to ease her drugged up mind.
“Don’t worry, bird, I want you all for myself tonight.”
Relief washes over her face, and her whole body relaxes. I normally like her fight, but I think I might like her submission too. My cock is rock hard and precum has been leaking from the tip. I don’t remember the last time I was so horny.
I look down at her dry cunt. I don’t have any lube, and my mouth is starting to dry out from the weed. I’ve got to get her wet a little before I can sink into her. Lifting my hand, I hold two of my fingers to her mouth. “Open up and suck,” I order.
“On your fingers?” she asks, confused. God, she is so fucking inexperienced.
“Yes.”
She parts her lips hesitantly, and I slowly push my fingers into her waiting mouth.
I slide over her hot, wet tongue, wishing it was my cock instead, but I know if I go there, I’ll come down her throat again, and I want to come somewhere else today.
Closing her lips around my fingers, she sucks on my digits while looking at me through hooded eyes. Fuck, that’s hot.
I pull my fingers out and bring them to her pussy. She tries to close her legs, but she can’t with me wedged between them. “Don’t worry, this isn’t going to hurt,” I assure her before brushing my fingers over her clit.
Wren jerks like I just shocked her. Yeah, she definitely hasn’t been touched like this before.
I run my wet fingers through her folds, keeping my gaze glued on her face.
She closes her eyes again, but her face stays relaxed.
I slide my fingertips gently over her clit and a tiny moan escapes her.
The sound has a direct line to my balls.
I draw small circles over the swollen bundle of nerves until her back arches off the bed a bit.
Her jaw is set in a tight line now and her hands have turned into small fists next to her, like she is fighting the feeling.
“It’s all right to enjoy this, little bird.” My own voice slightly slurred, the weed in full effect now. My whole body feels heavy, my limbs sluggish. Part of me wants to lie down next to her and enjoy my high, but the other, bigger part of me knows how good it feels to fuck while on weed.
I look down at her pussy, smirking when I see it glistening with moisture. “You’re already getting wet for me. You can’t hide that you are into this.”
“Fuck you,” she grits through her teeth, still fighting to give in.
“Admit it, I own you in every way. I decide where you go and what you do and now I’m going to decide if you can come or not.” I drag my finger down her slit and circle her opening before pushing inside.
Her whole body tenses at the intrusion, but quickly relaxes when she realizes I’m not pushing in too deep.
Only one finger to my knuckle. I stay there for a moment, enjoying how her tight heat clamps around me.
Gently, I move a little deeper until my fingertip comes up to the thin skin that’s her virginity. I can’t wait to rip through it.
But first I want to feel her skin on mine.
I pull my finger from her pussy and reach for the hem of my shirt.
I pull it off my body and discard it on the floor.
Next, I undo my pants and push them down my thighs, taking my boxers with them, until they are both gathered around my ankles. I step out of both.
When I’m done undressing, Wren is looking at me again, and this time there is no question about the lust swirling in the depth of her baby blues. She would never admit it, but she is turned on right now.
Lowering myself, I crawl over her body until my chest is pressed up against her tits and my cock is against her inner thigh. Fuck, this feels so incredible. My whole body is on fire; the places where our bodies are connected feel the best.
Resting my head on her shoulder, I rub my whole body against her, letting my cock bump into her pussy. She gasps, and I moan. I could lie here like this with her all night and be happy, but my cock has other plans.