Chapter 11
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Emmanuel
S he’s glistening. Pink, perfect, and so fucking wet for me I could cum just from the sight of her. I just unloaded—my hot cum is still coating her throat—but I’m ready to go again. She’s that fucking stunning.
My cock aches as I stare at her naked pussy. I can’t take my eyes off it. I’m mesmerized.
She must feel too exposed because she moves to close her legs. I grab her knees and hold her legs open, staring at her pussy like a man who's just found religion. I just found something to worship. I found heaven.
“Damn, girl…” My voice is rough with reverence. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
She sucks in a little breath as I run my hand up her inner thigh.
“ Oh ,” she whimpers, closing her eyes and leaning back as I gently brush my thumb over her wet folds. I pull one lip to the side, marveling at the sexy shade of pink she’s hiding.
“I’ve… I’ve… never done this before.”
My eyes snap to hers. She has a shy look on her face and I fall deeper in love if that’s possible.
“You’re a virgin?”
She nods.
I was hoping I’d be the first man to see her like this, but I didn’t want to ask. I didn’t want to have to look up some fucker in my police computer, find his address, and debate whether or not to go find him and make him pay for taking what belongs to me.
“You waited?” I whisper as I stand up, cupping her jaw with my big hand.
She swallows hard and nods.
I kiss her mouth, my cock harder than ever.
“I waited too,” I tell her softly, letting my hot breath wash over her parted lips. “It never felt right until I met you. I’ve never wanted anyone like I want you.”
“How bad do you want me?” she whispers, staring at my mouth.
I cup her hot wet pussy and she shivers all over with a moan.
“I’ll show you,” I say as I drag my lips over hers on the way back down to my knees.
I take her legs with two firm grips and slowly pry them open until that beautiful virgin pussy is on full display once again.
Knowing she hasn’t been touched… Knowing I’m the first man to see her like this—exposed and vulnerable… It changes something in me. It makes me desperate to get her off. It makes me want to show her why waiting was the best thing she could have ever done.
My mouth waters as I pull her legs over my shoulders, press my mouth against her wet heat and taste her for the first time.
Fuuucccckkkkk … This pussy is incredible. It’s pure heaven.
Once my mouth is on her, there’s no chance of going slow. I can’t be gentle. Not like this. Not right now. I fucking devour her, sliding my tongue into her tight hole, licking her folds, sucking on her clit.
She whimpers and moans as she clings to the counter, her head dropping back, her lips parting, her eyes squeezing shut. I cover my beard with her juices as she rocks her hips, pressing her wet heat against my hungry mouth.
I savor every lick, wanting more and more . I can’t get enough.
I flatten my tongue and drag it up her hot, tasty slit, slow and firm, before circling her clit with the tip until she gasps my name. That sound—“ Emmanuel” —in that breathy, wrecked voice… It awakens something primal inside me. Something that will never let this girl go.
I groan against her throbbing clit and she starts writhing against me, gripping fistfuls of my hair, legs shaking on my shoulders. I flick her clit with my tongue and she cries out, desperate and unhinged. I can tell she’s close…
“That’s it, baby,” I growl. “Give it to me. Let me taste every drop. Come undone for your man.”
I slide two fingers inside her virgin hole, slow and deep, and she clenches around me so tight my heart stops for a second.
“ Oh, Emmanuel ,” she moans as I bury my fingers in to the knuckle. “ Oh god .”
I put my mouth back on her, sucking her pussy until she cums undone. Her body bucks and she screams out loud, pussy clenching on my fingers as she cums hard . She nearly yanks a fistful of my hair out as she shakes on the counter, her legs trembling, her pussy squeezing and pulsing .
I keep my mouth on her as her orgasm floods her veins, turning every inch of her body into a haven of bliss. I wait until she stops gasping and shaking wildly to ease my mouth away. Her taste still lingers on my tongue—sweet and addictive. I’m already hooked. I’ll have to taste her honey at least once a day from now on. I won’t be able to stop myself.
I press one last kiss to her swollen, sensitive clit before I pull back and look up at her.
She’s wrecked .
Eyes glassy. Cheeks flushed. Lips parted as she pants for breath, still shaking from the aftershocks. Her hair is a wild mess, but it makes her look so fucking sexy. She’s beautiful like this—completely undone, body slack, face dazed like I just gave her the best high of her life. There’s no more shyness or hesitation now. Her legs are spread open, wet pussy completely exposed, and she doesn’t seem to care in the least.
I stand slowly, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, my chest heaving. “How did that feel, baby?” I whisper, voice rough from restraint and pure fucking awe.
She blinks up at me, dazed. Her head lolls slightly and she gives me the faintest, dreamy smile.
“I can’t feel my legs,” she whispers.
I grin and lean in, brushing my nose against hers. “That’s a good sign.”
She laughs—soft and breathless—and my heart squeezes in my chest.
I slide my arms under her thighs and back, lifting her gently off the counter like she weighs nothing. She melts into me, her head resting on my shoulder, her bare skin pressed against my chest.
“I’ve got you,” I whisper, holding her close, excited to get that shirt and bra off. I don’t want anything between us.
I glance over at Cutter as I carry her down the hall. He’s still out cold, which I don’t mind now. I don’t want him interrupting us.
Lucy’s soft breaths warm my neck as I look for her bedroom. I spot her office and then I find her room, nudging the door open with my foot. The lamp is on, the light low and romantic. It’s perfect.
I lay her down gently on the bed, lowering her head onto a pillow, watching her like I can’t believe she’s real. I’m still not convinced this isn’t a dream. Maybe it’s a figment of my imagination. Whatever it is, I’m going to enjoy it while it lasts.
My cock is still hard and aching, but I don’t rush.
There’s no need. We have all night. We have forever.
Her eyes open as I take her shirt and gently pull it off. She lifts her arms and I pull it over her head. I forget how to breathe when I see her breasts popping out of her lacy white bra.
She smiles tiredly as I reach behind her and undo the hooks. I slowly pull it off, marveling at every movement her jiggling breasts make. Just when I think this girl can’t get any more perfect…
Her eyes open and she watches me as I get her naked for the first time, dropping her bra onto the floor.
My eyes feast on the gorgeous view. Her breasts tumble down, soft and full and fucking irresistible. They’re the prettiest damn curves I’ve ever laid eyes on. Her nipples are already tight, flushed a deep rosy pink that makes my cock twitch with need.
I suck in a breath, standing back for a second, just staring. Watching the way her chest rises and falls with each heavy breath, the way her breasts bounce slightly with the movement. It’s so erotic and real.
“Jesus, Lucy,” I murmur, my voice thick. “I can’t get over you.”
She bites her lip, a little shy, but her eyes are warm and trusting. She knows I’m looking at her like I’ve never seen anything more beautiful—and she’s right.
I lean in and brush my lips over the swell of one breast before dragging my tongue up to her nipple. She shivers beneath me when I take it into my mouth and glide my tongue over it, moaning at the incredible feeling.
I cup both of her tits at the same time, massaging and kneading as I suck on one nipple before moving to the other.
Her mischievous little hand finds my cock and she starts stroking me as I relish every inch of her chest.
“Emmanuel,” she whispers as she runs her hand up and down my aching shaft. “I want to feel you inside me.”
I gaze into her glassy eyes, still in shock that this is real life. How can it be this good? What did I do to deserve this?
“Come on top of me.” She grabs my arms and pulls me onto her.
I climb between her spread legs, holding my weight up so I don’t crush her. She takes my cock again and pulls it to her virgin pussy.
We both moan as my big head touches her wet, warm entrance. I add some pressure, pushing my hips forward until I’m sliding into her heat. She gasps and digs her nails into my arms as I push in one slow inch at a time, taking her virginity forever.
She’s mine now. She’s all fucking mine.
I try to go slow, but I can’t stop gliding in until the base of my cock hits her clit. Her body tightens under me and she starts breathing short and fast while she tries to get used to my size. I’m a large man and she’s on the small side. I hope I’m not hurting her, but at the same time, I’m not sure if I’d be able to pull out if I tried.
Her pussy is clamped down around me, squeezing my shaft as I hold myself inside her. I can’t breathe. I can’t think. All I can focus on is the sweet tightness. The unyielding pleasure. The indescribable feeling of being inside my girl.
“Oh, Emmanuel,” she moans, writhing under me with her face twisted up in pain. “You’re so big. You’re so big.”
I kiss her sweaty face as I start to slowly rock my hips, trying to ease her pussy into relaxing. I reach down and start rubbing her clit to help open her up and it works a little, but she’s still unbelievably tight.
The primal part of me wants to thrust into her hard, taking her the way I need to. But I fight the intense urge back and take care of my girl the way she needs. I kiss her face and neck as I softly rock my hips, giving her as much time as she needs to feel comfortable.
She clings to my arms as I hold myself above her, my cock lodged deep in her warmth.
“I’m okay,” she whispers, although her body is still trembling under me. “You’re big, but I can handle it.”
I kiss her breasts as I slowly ease out, one soft tight inch at a time. Just before my cock slips out, I thrust back into her virgin pussy a little harder than I had planned. She cries out. I grunt. We both cling to each other as we get used to it all over again. I’m gritting my teeth from her tightness. She’s digging her nails into my triceps from my thick size.
“You feel so good,” I moan, watching her take every inch of me as I start slowly thrusting in and out. This is the most stunning sight I’ve ever seen—my girl naked under me, taking everything I give her. There’s no doubt in my mind that she’s mine. That we were made for one another.
I glance down at my cock and groan when I see it coated in her virgin cream. The sexy sight threatens to unravel the last thin bit of control I’m holding on to.
“I’ve never felt anything like this,” she whispers, watching me with those glassy eyes full of arousal and lust.
“Neither have I,” I whisper before kissing her. I thrust my tongue into her mouth as I start fucking her harder, pushing in with deeper, stronger strokes.
Her body arches against me like she’s trying to take even more. I love the feeling of her soft breasts pressing against my chest, those hard little nipples scraping my skin. I slide my arm under her and hold her against me as I pick up the pace, pounding my cock into her tight little pussy.
She takes it all, moaning and whimpering and begging me not to stop.
I growl and bury my face in her neck, thrusting harder now, our bodies locked in a rhythm that feels like instinct. She whimpers beneath me, nails digging into my back, moaning my name like a prayer.
“You’re mine, Lucy. Every inch of you.”
“I know,” she moans, her voice trembling. “I’ve always been yours.”
I kiss her hard and possessive, desperate as I move inside her like I’m trying to claim every part of her soul. And maybe I am.
Because I know—no one will ever love her the way I do.
No one will ever touch her like this.
She’s mine. All fucking mine.
Those whimpers and moans turn into cries and gasps as she starts to cum. I hold her tighter and fuck her harder, wanting to feel her unraveling all over my cock.
“Yes,” I growl, ramping up the pace. “Cum on me. Cum on your man.”
“ Oh, Emmanuel ,” she cries out, screaming in my ear as her orgasm hits. It rips through her hot and fast, shaking her body as her pussy tightens and pulses on my hard cock.
I keep thrusting relentlessly, not giving her any mercy as she cums hard, her innocent little pussy not so innocent anymore.
She clings to me, trembling and gasping, her lips brushing kisses over my neck, my chest, wherever she can reach. I’m still buried deep inside her, barely holding back, every muscle taut and firm.
But I want more.
I need more.
I need to breed this girl. I want to impregnate her. I want to fill her with my seed.
“Turn over,” I growl, my voice rough with need. “On your hands and knees.”
She moans at my intensity and then shifts beneath me until she’s on all fours. Her body is flushed and glistening, her back arched, her hair wild and out of control just how I like it. When she looks back at me over her shoulder—cheeks pink, lips parted, eyes full of arousal—I damn near lose it.
Her ass is perfection—round, soft, and made for me to claim. Her slick folds are glistening, swollen and open, covered in her cream, begging for me to sink back into her.
“Fuck, angel,” I growl, gripping her hips as I line myself up again. “Look at you. You’re so damn beautiful like this. I’ll never forget this stunning sight.”
She moans heavily as I slide into her in one slow, thick stroke, plunging deep inside her tight warm pussy. She arches, pushing back against me, and my hands tighten around her waist as I start to move.
The angle is deeper like this. Hotter.
I can tell I’m hitting her G-spot because she keeps crying out whenever I thrust in, shivering from the intensity.
I slide my hand up her arched spine, feeling her tremble beneath me, and I grab a fistful of her hair. I tug her back as I thrust forward, pulling her onto my cock with each hard pump of my hips.
She’s so sexy with the way she reacts—her little gasps, her lustful moans, how she makes that round ass wiggle. I’m not going to last long with this beauty.
“This pussy’s mine now,” I growl, my voice thick with possessive hunger. “You understand?”
“ Yes ,” she whimpers, her head hung low, her breath ragged. “ Yours .”
I release her hair and grip her hips so hard that I leave red marks where my fingers are holding her, but she doesn’t complain. It seems to be turning her on even more.
Thoughts of breeding her fill my mind as I thrust in hard and fast, filling every tight inch of her pussy with my big cock. I want her. In every way.
Her body becomes in sync with mine—wild, hungry, and locked in the rhythm. She presses her hips back, pushing against every thrust I give her.
“I’m close,” I grit out, my voice rough and low. The heat, the wetness, the tight squeeze… It’s all too much.
Her moans get louder as she gets closer too. I grip her round ass, my control slipping fast. Her body trembles beneath me.
She twists her head to look back at me, eyes glazed with lust and it undoes me completely. “Cum in me,” she begs. “Cum in my pussy.”
That’s all it takes.
I thrust in hard, flexing my body as I hold myself inside her. We both scream out as we cum at the same time, our orgasms already in sync.
I keep my cock lodged in deep as it jerks and pulses, sending a surging load of hot cum into her waiting womb. It’s the most intense feeling I’ve ever had. The best moment of my life.
When the last drop of seed exits me and enters her, I’m wrecked. My chest is heaving with every hard breath I take.
I never take my eyes off her as I slide out and collapse onto the bed, pulling her into my embrace and holding her like she’s the most precious thing in the world. To me, she is.
“Oh, Emmanuel,” she whispers as those beautiful eyes close. She’s unable to stay awake after her third orgasm.
I don’t mind. I just watch her with a satisfied smile on my face, knowing this stunning girl is all mine.
Knowing we have a long beautiful future together.
And knowing that future starts now.