Chapter 7
Clark”s strong hands grip the hem of my blouse, and he gently pulls it over my head, our eyes locked together in a passionate gaze. His fingers trail down my arms as he tosses the blouse aside.
“Betty,” he murmurs, his voice gravelly and full of desire. “You”re so beautiful.”
He slides his hands around my waist, unzipping my skirt with an urgency that matches my desire. His fingers leave a trail of goosebumps on my skin as he pushes it down over my hips. I step out of it, feeling exposed but exhilarated.
“Clark,” I whisper, my heart pounding, “I”ve never done this before.”
His eyes follow the curve of my body as he unclasps my bra. The cool air brushes against my breasts as he holds my bra, then lets it fall to the floor. His eyes are raw with lust as he stares at my breasts, and my nipples harden as he licks his lips. The way Clark is looking at me makes me feel beautiful. He looks at my curvy body like he’s never seen anything more desirable.
Clark gently presses his lips against my collarbone, trailing to my breasts. Pleasure explodes in me every time his lips tickle my skin.
“Your body is amazing, Betty,” he says, pulling back to look at me. “I”m going to treat you right, I promise.”
I nod, watching as he kneels in front of me. He hooks his fingers around the edges of my panties, and I take a deep breath as he starts to pull them down. I lick my lips as I watch his muscles flex and move. As he pulls my panties off, I run my fingers over one of the tattoos on his chest.
“Your tattoos,” I murmur. “They”re beautiful.”
“Thank you,” he says, pride in his voice. “They remind me of where I”ve been and where I”m going.”
“Where are you going, Clark?” I tease.
“Right now, I’m going here.”
I moan as Clark presses a hand against my core, sliding a finger through my slick folds and making me groan with need. His touch is so light, and it makes me yearn for more. I want to bask in the fire of passion.
“Do you see how much I want you, Betty,” Clark whispers, his breath hot in my ear.
I glance down at his cock, biting my lip when I see how thick his cock is. “Oh,” I breathe, reaching out and stroking Clark’s jaw, his stubble tickling my hand.
Clark”s expression softens, and he focuses on me with an intensity that sends shivers down my spine.
“Your pleasure is my priority, Betty,” he says, his voice low and intimate. “I want to make you feel good.”
“Clark,” I murmur, feeling a surge of emotion inside me. “I want you to be happy too.”
“Making you happy is what will make me happy,” he assures, his eyes locked onto mine as he speaks. “That”s all I need. Are you ready?” Clark asks, his voice gentle as he gazes at me.
I nod, my heart pounding with anticipation. “Yes, Clark. I trust you.”
With a tender smile, he lowers his head between my legs, softly kissing my inner thighs. I gasp as his stubble tickles against my tender skin, the heat of his breath making my core throb with aching need. Clark slowly and deliberately traces the tip of his tongue along my folds, tasting me like a dessert. He slides two fingers inside me, and I arch my back and bear down as a wildness builds in me. When his tongue parts my folds and finds my clit, each stroke sends waves of urgent pleasure through my body.
I finally understand what people are talking about with sex…
“Clark,” I gasp, clutching at the sheets beneath me.
His mouth moves with a steady rhythm, teasing my clit and building sensations I didn’t even realize were possible. Each stroke is a delicious friction and I grind down on his fingers, needing more of this exquisite pleasure.
“Put your legs over my shoulders, Betty,” Clark instructs, his voice husky and demanding.
Obediently, I lift my legs, and he touches me deeper and sucks at my clit. A wave of pleasure builds inside me, and my body twitches as his tongue and fingers move faster, pushing me closer and closer to an ecstatic release.
“God, you taste amazing,” he murmurs against my skin, sending jolts of electricity up my spine.
As his skilled tongue teases and torments me, he grips my hips and buries his tongue deep in my folds, and my body sings with desire.
“Oh, my God. Clark!” I arch back as he stays between my legs, his mouth sucking and licking me. My body shakes as an intensity builds inside of me, demanding to expand and erupt.
Lights flash before my eyes, and a lightning bolt of pleasure explodes inside me as I come so hard I whimper. He keeps sucking and stroking inside me more slowly, and it feels like I’m going to pass out from how alive my body feels.
“Please, Clark… I need you inside me,” I beg, my voice trembling with need.
“Your wish is my command.” Clark looks at me with such adoration, that my emotions go into a freefall. I want everything with Clark. I want to build a life with him. Every part of my heart and soul knows that he’s the man for me, without question.
We move to the center of his bed, his hands never leaving my body, and he positions himself between my thighs. But instead of entering me, he leans in close, his chest brushing against my nipples, causing them to harden instantly.
“Tell me what you want, Betty,” he whispers into my ear, his fingers teasing my breasts, firmly pinching my nipples and making me squirm with desire. “Tell me how much you need me.”
“Clark,” I gasp, my body aching for him. “I want you so badly. I want to feel you deep inside me, filling me up.”
“You want this?” he asks, pressing the tip of his cock against my entrance, making me moan in anticipation.
I push against his cock, eager to have him inside me. “Y-yes,” I stammer, barely able to form coherent words as desire clouds my thoughts. “Please, Clark. Make love to me.”
“Anything for you, sweetheart,” he murmurs, kissing me deeply as he lowers himself over my body.
I wrap my arms around him, desperate to feel his skin against mine, to open myself up to him like I’ve never done for another man.
As Clark pushes inside me, I cry out from the pain and pleasure of his thick cock sliding into my slick core. He slows his movement but stays inside me, pushing a little deeper with each tender thrust.
“Are you okay, Betty?” he asks, concern lacing his voice.
“Yes,” I breathe out, arching my back when he hits the spot inside of me that makes me see stars from how good it feels.
Clark rocks his hips back and forth, and our bodies move in a dance of love and desire. I reach up and pull Clark’s mouth to mine, kissing him deeply as I lift my hips, and he thrusts deeply inside me. Clark’s tongue caresses mine in the same rhythm as he plunges deeper and faster. I chase his tongue with mine, wanting as much of him as possible.
“Clark...faster...” I whisper between kisses. “Give me more.”
“Are you sure?” he gasps, his eyes wild as he looks at me.
“Positive,” I moan, grabbing his hips and urging him to move faster and deeper. There is nothing I need more in this world than to give everything to Clark. “Don’t hold back.”
Clark increases his pace, his thrusts growing more frenzied. I spread my legs as wide as I can, pushing my hips up to meet his thrusts and all of him.
“God, Betty,” he groans, his body shaking over mine, each impact becoming more forceful and making me cry out in lust. “You feel incredible. You’re so tight.”
“More, Clark,” I beg, feeling a new orgasm building, desperate for release. “Don”t stop!” I cry out, gripping his shoulders as waves of pleasure crash over me. “I”m...I”m...”
“Me too, Betty,” he pants, his thrusts becoming more erratic and powerful. “Oh, God...Betty!”
Together, our moans echo in his bedroom as our orgasms crash simultaneously, our bodies trembling with an intensity that leaves us weak. Clark collapses on top of me and gives me a slow, deep kiss, then moves so that we’re facing each other. He reaches up and strokes my jaw and gently pushes my damp hair from my face. The tenderness of his gesture makes me realize I love this man.
“Wow,” I whisper as we break apart, my heart still racing. Candlelight flickers around us, and I realize I couldn’t have imagined a more perfect first time.
“Wow, indeed,” he murmurs, leaning in and kissing me again. “You are so fucking beautiful, Betty. I love you.”
“Clark,” I say softly, looking into his eyes. “I love you.”
A smile spreads across his face. He kisses my forehead gently before rolling off me, pulling me close to him as we catch our breath.
Clark strokes my hair as he looks at me with a tenderness that makes my heart burst with love. “I want to be with you, Betty. More than anything.”
“Absolutely,” I say. I don’t even have to think twice about this. Giving myself to Clark and promising a future with him is the easiest decision I’ve ever had to make. “You make me happier than I ever thought possible. I want to build a life together,” I reply, my voice filled with hope. “A family, a home, everything.”
“Sounds perfect,” he whispers, hugging me tighter.
“As perfect as this?” I tease, moving to straddle his hips. I rub my core against his cock, smiling when I feel him harden and press against me.
“You’re ready for another round?” Clark asks, arching an eyebrow.
He leans up and takes one of my nipples in his mouth, sucking hard and flicking his tongue across the sensitive tip of my nipple.
Fresh desire shivers across my skin, and I nod. I’m hungry for Clark in a way that takes my breath away. I need him inside me so much that it’s all I can think about. “We’re just getting started, Clark.”
Clark holds his rigid cock steady as I take him deep into my core and rock my hips back and forth. He gasps and holds my hips, his eyes never leaving mine as we make love.
“You are the perfect woman, Betty.” Clark’s voice is jagged as he pulls me so we’re chest to chest and claims my mouth in a hot kiss. He grips my hips and slams up into me, and I know I’ll never be happier than I am with Clark. “I’ll love you for eternity.”