Chapter 13 #2
Her eyes widened, her head still shaking back and forth like crazy, though he didn’t think she was telling him no.
It didn’t take a genius to realize this wasn’t something she’d ever experienced.
The way she responded to him playing with her tits told him the asshole ex hadn’t done much there, either.
Then, something else occurred to him.
Climbing over her once more, he asked, “Gretchen…have you ever had an orgasm?”
She stilled, her silence and beet-red face answering his question.
“I…” she started. “I tried, but I couldn’t ever…get there. I guess there’s a lot of stuff broken inside of me.”
He scowled. “There’s not a single fucking thing broken in you. Nothing . However, I could list at least a million things broken in your fucking two-pump chump of an ex.” He’d spoken the words with more force, more heat than he’d intended, and he worried that he might’ve scared her.
That fear was for naught when Gretchen grabbed the sides of his face and kissed him hard. When she pulled away, she was smiling. “Thank you.”
“I haven’t even begun to earn your gratitude yet,” he teased. “Now lay down, kitten. Be a good girl and behave yourself.”
“Why is that so hot?” she whispered, more to herself than him, as she dropped back to the bed.
He chuckled, deciding that didn’t need a response.
It was time for action.
Theo pushed against her knees, which were clenched tightly to his hips. She complied, letting her thighs part more fully.
He lowered himself again, and while Gretchen offered no complaint this time, her shallow breathing let him know she was nervous.
Theo opened her labia with his thumbs, slowly blowing on her clit, his gaze taking in her reaction.
“God,” she muttered.
Theo took that as permission, dragging his tongue along her slit. Despite her obvious jitters, she was soaking wet and ready for him.
Gretchen clenched her hands in the duvet, her hips beginning to rise and fall as he teased her clit the same way he had her nipples.
“So good,” she breathed.
Theo nipped her clit, then dragged his mouth lower, dipping his tongue into her opening. Using one thumb, he rubbed her clit as he fucked her with his tongue.
Gretchen’s hands flew upward, gripping the headboard as she gyrated wildly beneath him. “Too good!” she cried.
That wasn’t a thing, but Theo understood why she might think so. She’d never experienced an orgasm. She didn’t know what was coming, didn’t understand what it meant to splinter into a million pieces, the pleasure so intense it felt as if you might die.
One of her hands returned to his head, half-heartedly trying to shove him away. “Seriously. I can’t take any more. It’s…it’s…”
He lifted his head and pierced her with a look.
“You’re going to come in my mouth, then on my fingers, and then on my cock.
You’re going to do that because you’re my good girl, and because you’re strong and brave, and you most definitely can take it.
Now put your hands above your head like they were before and keep them there. ”
Gretchen visibly swallowed, but she offered no argument or complaint. Instead, she obeyed, doing exactly as he asked.
Theo resumed his ministrations, driving his tongue inside her as he applied more pressure to her clit. Stroking faster, he gripped her hip to hold her firmly to the bed, lest she break his nose.
Most days, Gretchen held herself in check. After so many years of trying to make herself small or invisible, it made sense that habit would die hard.
None of those reservations were in play right now.
Gretchen writhed, out of control, crying out, the soles of her feet digging into the mattress as she sought more, practically demanding it with her movements.
“Oh my God!” she yelled, as he felt the first clench of her pussy. “Oh my God,” she repeated, her tone the perfect blend of shock, panic, and bliss. “Theo. Theo!”
She fell over the cliff, but he wasn’t finished with her. This woman had spent her entire adult life deprived of sexual pleasure. He was more than ready to help her make up for lost time.
Theo kept stroking her clit, faster and faster, her main orgasm dying slowly, accompanied by several mini explosions. He only stopped touching her once her body slumped, bonelessly sinking into the mattress.
Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she tried to catch her breath.
Theo lifted his head, grinning.
Gretchen’s eyes were closed, but she must have felt his attention on her because she lifted her eyelids slowly, seeking him out.
He didn’t bother to hide his too-pleased smirk, nor had he wiped her shiny arousal from his mouth and cheeks.
“Can I say thank-you now?” she asked.
Theo shook his head. “Still too soon.”
This time, panic was the prevailing emotion. “I don’t think I’ll survive another one of those.”
Theo pushed up, kissing her, letting her taste herself on his lips and tongue. “Of course, you will. Now, be still. I have more work to do.”
She shuddered as he resumed his place between her legs.
This time, he used his tongue on her clit, reawakening her arousal before sliding one finger inside.
She was fucking tight as shit, and Theo got light-headed thinking about how incredible it would be once he finally buried himself in all her wet heat.
One finger became two as Theo took his time, rebuilding the fire. Gretchen roused quickly, and he grinned to himself when he realized he was creating a monster, a beautiful one, when she asked for—no, demanded —more.
“Please, Theo. More. Harder!” Her hips tilted in an attempt to force his fingers deeper. He took his time, because given what she’d told him about her sexual history, he knew it had been a while since she’d had a man inside her.
Theo added a third finger to the first two and heard her slight hiss. Just those three fingers were a stretch, so he needed to make sure she was prepared before he fucked her with his cock.
Her head tossed from side to side as he felt the first telltale quivers of her orgasm. Her pussy muscles clenched, and she cried out, her body jolting as if she’d been struck by lightning when her second orgasm hit.
Theo stroked her through this orgasm, just as he had the first, draining every drop of pleasure from her that he could.
Gretchen collapsed against the bed again, her body shimmering with perspiration, her hair damp along the edges of her forehead.
She watched him as he rose from the bed and slowly unfastened his jeans.
Theo dropped them and his boxer briefs to the floor, his cock hard, sticking straight up and brushing against his stomach.
Her eyes widened as she looked at it. She was good for the ego.
She licked her lips, then shifted to her side, reaching for him.
He knew her intent, but that wasn’t on the itinerary for tonight. It couldn’t be. One brush of her lips against his dick…hell, one hot pant of breath and he’d be a goner.
And that was not the way he wanted to go this first time with her. He’d never taken a woman without a condom, but Gretchen was different. She was his, and there would never be anything between them.
For the briefest of seconds, he let himself imagine her stomach swollen with their baby, and his balls tightened.
Holy fuck. He needed to get inside her, or he was going to come simply at the thought of her pregnant.
Theo brushed away her hand. “Not tonight. You put that sweet mouth anywhere near my dick and this doesn’t end the way we want.”
Gretchen smiled, clearly pleased by his words, by the idea that she could drive him to his knees that way.
He pressed on her shoulder, pushing her to her back before climbing over her.
This time, there was no shyness or hesitance as Gretchen let her knees fall to the side, making room for him between her legs.
“I want you,” she whispered.
“Greatest words ever,” he replied, kissing her softly as he reached down and guided his dick to her opening. He’d done his best to assure she was wet enough and stretched enough, but even so…this was going to be a tight fit.
He pushed just the head of his cock inside, his gaze locked on her face, ready to ease up at the first sign he was hurting her.
“You’re big,” she murmured.
“We’ll go slow.”
She shook her head. “I don’t want that.”
“I don’t want to hurt you, kitten.”
The smile she gave him sent his heart soaring. “Nothing you do hurts. It feels…amazing.”
Theo took her at her word, because now that he was tucked inside her, his self-control was gone. He pressed forward, not stopping until he completely filled her.
Gretchen cupped his cheeks in her hands. “So good,” she said, though he wasn’t sure if she was reassuring him or simply marveling over that fact.
Theo kissed the tip of her nose, and she giggled. For a split second. Then the sound shifted to a groan of pleasure as he started fucking her.
He took his time, assuming a slow and steady pace that gradually grew. Gretchen wrapped her legs around his hips, tilting her pussy in such a way that he slipped in a little bit more. He used that shift in position to his advantage, stroking her inner walls until she screamed.
“Found it,” he grunted, taking care to stroke that spot over and over.
Gretchen’s back arched off the bed. “I…God…I’m coming again!”
While this hadn’t lasted nearly as long as he’d hoped, Theo wasn’t strong enough to hold back. She felt too fucking amazing. Reaching between them, he added more fuel to the fire, stroking her clit with his finger and her G-spot with his cock until she exploded beneath him.
Her climax triggered his own, and his balls emptied inside her. Theo wondered how long it would take him to convince her to go off the pill, or move in with him, or marry him, or…
Oh yeah.
King of Patience , he thought, chuckling to himself.
Gretchen’s nails raked his shoulders, his badges of honor, scratches he would wear with pride.