Fifteen
FIFTEEN
FRANCESCA
A lexander’s face became something of a map to me, the furrow between his brow deepening as I lowered myself over him, his pupils blowing when I gasped at the intense stretching between my thighs. His reactions guided my own, a deep groan drawing me like a river, pulling me into the current of his need.
‘It’s too big,’ I whimpered as my body resisted taking him.
Pressing his forehead to mine, he shook his head. ‘No, you can take it, sweet girl. My cock was made for you.’
My thighs trembled. The stretch stole my breath as I quaked. ‘I... can’t--’
‘Look at me, baby. That’s it. Focus on me.’
I lost myself in his dark eyes, feeling my pulse increase.
‘Now listen to me. You are so fucking beautiful. Look at you, taking my cock into your tight little cunt. You’ve got yourself all wet for me, so fucking wet, you can take it.’
Leaning forward, I peppered his lips with tiny, needy kisses.
Pressing down on my hips, he slid a touch further into me as I panted against his mouth. Sliding one hand between us, he circled my clit.
‘That’s what you need, isn’t it? Just need a hand petting your pussy. Relax, baby girl. Relax and let me in. I need you so fucking badly.’ Alexander’s voice dropped low, his words sending fireworks right to my cunt.
I let out a shuddering moan as he claimed me.
‘There you go. I love hearing you enjoy me, Frankie. It feels good, doesn’t it? Spread over my cock in the middle of the lake where anyone could see you being a dirty girl for me.’
The mix of his gentle circles and his filthy words had me taking more, sliding down over him as I relaxed.
‘Fuckkkkk,’ he groaned as I sank lower, taking every inch. I trembled, orgasm feeling only a breath away. ‘You’re shaking, baby. Is it too much?’
I shook my head, pressing my mouth to his neck as I adjusted to his girth.
‘Good girl. That’s it, just like that. Do you know how fucking amazing you feel wrapped around me? So hot and wet. It’s taking every ounce of restraint not to come right now.’
‘You don’t want to?’ I asked.
‘Oh, I do. But I want to savour this. This is the first time I’m going to fuck you, sweet girl. I want to remember this.’
Never had a man made me feel the way he did. Alexander wrapped his words around me, holding me captive with their perfect filth. Guys I’d been with had never tried to excite me with their hands, far less their brains. It was a tantalising duo to be met with both.
‘Fuck me, baby. Get used to me this time, and if you’re a good girl, next time I’ll take you without holding back.’
I needed little encouragement.
Arching my hips, I relieved some of the pressure, drawing myself higher before pressing down once more. The stretching made my eyes water and my pussy gush. Pain and pleasure mingled in a divine cacophony. My thoughts tumbled in my head, crashing together at the overwhelm of sensation.
‘Francesca.’ He mumbled my name against my lips like a religious incantation. It made me rock my hips again, desperate to make him fall apart beneath me.
Sweat gathered along my spine as I lost myself in our combined pleasure, it blooming with every lust-filled thrust of my hips. Even in the harried, desperate way I rocked, there lay a tenderness, a devotion. Sex had always been done to me, for others. With Alexander, it felt like a mutual act of worship. While he guided me, we equally craved to make one another fall. To hear the other gasp and moan, cuss and crave.
‘That’s it. Just like that,’ Alexander crooned. I tangled my hands in his hair, tugging until his lips found mine, tasting every breathy sigh and deep, tantalising moan. ‘Fuck baby, I’m going to fill you up.’
Tendrils of pleasure filled me, every nerve ending vibrating with desperation. His fingers quickened against my throbbing clit, dragging a desperate cry from me.
I panted his name with each stroke, my body quaking in his hands.
‘Such a good fucking girl. You want to come for me, don’t you? Strangle my dick with your pretty little cunt?’
‘Yes,’ I whimpered, enjoying the stretch that each jut of my hips rewarded me with.
‘Give in, baby. Come for me.’ It’s like his words tore my orgasm from my core in a hasty demand. Pleasure exploded behind my eyes, sending me reeling in Alexander’s arms. ‘It’s okay, I’ve got you. There you go. Fuck, baby, you’re so tight.’
My grinding slowed under the onslaught of my orgasm. He grabbed my hips in both hands, manhandling me forward and back, riding me through each trembling wave.
‘Oh god,’ he groaned, his lips pressing to my neck, hot and needy. Tensing below me, he came with a ferocity, his fingers digging deeply into my flesh. He held me firm, fucking his cum up into me. ‘Take it all, baby girl. All for you.’
Hot lips found mine, swallowing down my moans as Alexander continued to thrust into me with long, languid strokes. The softness of his kiss seemed to gather up my scattered senses, bringing them back together with each tender sweep of his tongue.
‘Was I okay?’ I asked. Doubts creeping in. Did I pale in comparison to his previous lovers?
‘You were everything I ever dreamt of. Perfection.’
I shivered as he kissed his way down my throat, each drag of his lips making my skin tingle.
‘Seriously, Frankie. You’re amazing. I’m so proud of you.’
‘For having sex?’
‘No, for enjoying sex. It takes a lot to let go, especially with someone you haven’t known for long.’
Helping me to my feet, he steadied me as the boat rocked. His cock glinted in the moonlight, soaked with the combined evidence of our session.
‘Oh,’ I muttered, looking down and pulling my dress aside. Hot cum spilled down my thigh. ‘I’ve never...’
‘Shhh, baby. It’s okay.’ Alex scooped up the cum with his fingers, gently pressing it back inside me. I steadied myself against his shoulders, the tender motion making my knees weaken. ‘This is yours. It all belongs in here.’
When he planted a kiss on my sticky thigh, I smiled. Blanked beneath a glittering canopy of stars, something deep inside me shifted.
And it wasn’t just his fingers.