Chapter 35 Take All of Me
TAKE ALL OF ME
DYLAN
When Katie asked me to teach her about sex, I had been cocky about it. I was confident in my abilities, skills, talent, dirty talk, every-fucking-thing.
But I had left out one crucial detail.
I was a virgin too.
I had done everything from cunnilingus to learning every way to use my fingers and tongue. But when it came to sliding my cock into someone, I held back and saved myself. Because I only ever wanted to know what it felt like with her. Katie Martinez.
And if I had admitted that from the start? She would have pursed her lips, thanked me for my time and found someone experienced, leaving me to dust.
I couldn’t risk that.
So the moment the wet, scorching heat of her perfect pussy clenched around me for the first time, I almost lost my mind.
Fuck.
Heaven. Hell. Fucking everything.
Her walls were tight and hugged me greedily. Dragging me deeper as if she didn’t want to let me go. It felt hot and pulsing around me, massaging my length in a way that I almost ascended to heaven.
I couldn’t believe it. I was fucking her raw. Bare. Buried to the hilt where no one else had ever been.
It was too much. Too good. Too fucking perfect.
So perfect that pressure surged low in my stomach, my balls tightening, and before I could slow down, the orgasm tore through me.
“F–fuck,” I groaned, my voice breaking as my hips jerked, spilling ropes of hot cum deep inside her. Her walls fluttered around me, milking every drop while my body shook with the force of it.
My chest pressed to hers, heat burning my face and shame prickling my skin.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
I didn’t want to be three-second-pump-and-done.
I froze above her, mortification twisting in my gut, but when I dared to look down, Katie was staring up at me with wide eyes and lips parted.
She looked gorgeous. I didn’t deserve how beautiful she looked with me still inside her.
“Did you…?” she asked softly, her cheeks flushed and voice laced with curiosity.
“Yes,” I admitted, my voice hoarse, still buried inside her warmth. I didn’t want to get out. “Your pussy’s too perfect. I couldn’t hold back.”
“Then don’t you—oh,” she gasped, her mouth forming a perfect O when I shifted my hips, giving a slow, experimental thrust.
Her nails raked down my back, her body arching as I pushed through the wet, slick mess I had already spilled inside her. Wet squelches filled the air. It was filthy and obscene how my cum coated her walls and spilled out around me.
And then, just as I predicted, my cock hardened. It felt thick, stiffening again inside the snug warmth of her heat.
I clenched my jaw, sucking in a ragged breath. I was sensitive as fuck, but I didn’t care. I had to feel her more. Had to give her what she deserved.
This time, I wasn’t stopping until I made her orgasm.
“That’s it,” I groaned, rubbing her clit with my thumb and leaning over to kiss her pert nipple. “You look so fucking perfect taking my cock.”
She whimpered when I rocked my hips gently, building a rhythm, swallowing down the overstimulation while I focused on every hitch of her breath and every broken moan she gave me.
Katie writhed beneath me, her legs hooking around my waist and pulling me deeper. Her eyes gleamed with pleasure, her mouth eliciting soft moans that went straight to my cock.
I kissed her hard. It was a desperate and messy kiss. Our tongues tangled as the wet slap of our bodies grew louder. Cum leaked around me, slicking my thrusts, making everything hotter, dirtier and more intoxicating.
My body screamed with sensitivity, every nerve ending raw. But I pushed through it because I wouldn’t stop until she was screaming my name when she came apart around me.
“Katie.” My forehead pressed to hers, sweat dripping down my temple. “I’m not stopping until you cum on my cock. Do you hear me?”
Her breath hitched, her nails digging harder into my back, making me squeeze my ass as I thrust inside her. “D–Dylan—”
“Say. It,” I demanded, thrusting and enunciating each word and making her whimper. “Say you want it.”
“I want it.” Her chest arched, her nipples hard as she moaned, “I want you.”
I kissed her, sloppy and wet, swallowing her little cries as I set the pace. Her pussy sucked me back in each time, greedy, desperate, and clenching tighter the harder I thrust.
The wet squelches grew louder as I rolled my hips in a steady grind.
“Listen to this sweet pussy,” I groaned against her neck, biting down and making her shiver. “So fucking wet. You love this, don’t you, hm? My cock dripping with cum and stuffing your tight little cunt full.”
She gasped, her legs locking tighter around my waist. “Y-yes—fuck, yes—”
I shifted, bracing on one arm while my other hand slid between us, finding her clit. She jolted, a small cry erupting from her mouth when my fingers circled the swollen nub, slick with the mess we had made.
Her hips bucked, grinding into me and chasing the delicious friction.
“Good girl,” I said, rubbing faster with the rhythm of my thrusts. “Take it, Katie. Take all of me.”
Her head fell back, eyes fluttering shut as her chest heaved. “Oh, fuck… Dylan—”
I couldn’t stop looking at her. Hair tangled across the pillow, cheeks flushed and lips swollen from my kisses. She was so fucking beautiful and all mine.
The pressure inside her built fast. I could feel it in the way her pussy fluttered and clamped, her thighs trembling around me and her cries rising higher. She looked breathless, moaning my name.
“That’s it,” I urged, gritting my teeth as my body begged for another release. “Cum for me, darling. I need to feel you cum on my cock. Give it to me.”
Her hands clawed at me, holding me closer. I was surprised when she buried her face in my chest as she squeezed her eyes, trembling with orgasm.
Her back arched off the bed as a raw, broken cry tore from her throat. Her pussy spasmed around me, squeezing me in desperate, pulsing waves.
“F-fuck, Katie—” I groaned, orgasming with her and feeling her gush around me, wetness flooding down my cock, drenching us both.
I rode out our orgasms with her, my hand never leaving her clit until she was trembling beneath me, tears gleaming in her eyes.
“Too much,” she whimpered, trying to twist away, but I held her down.
“Shh, I’ve got you,” I whispered against her mouth, kissing her hard as she came down.
When she finally collapsed beneath me, sweaty and spent, I slowed, letting her catch her breath. I pulled out slowly, groaning at the sight of us. It was messy and slick, but I didn’t move. I couldn’t.
“Fucking hell,” I whispered, spreading her lips apart with my thumb and moaning at the sight of our cum spilling out of her pussy. “Look at you…”
I was in awe, but she tried to close her thighs, embarrassed. “You’re… insane,” she whispered, and I glanced at her to see her blinking up at me. Her dark eyes hazy with afterglow.
“Yeah,” I said, leaning down to kiss her hipbone and spreading her thighs wider. “Insane about you.”
“Dylan?” she asked, her gaze curious.
But I ignored it and answered her by licking her messy pussy. “One more, darling?” I asked, holding her tight when she tried to move away. “You can do it.”