26 #2
I mewl and cry and beg for him to never stop, please stop, don’t you dare fucking stop.
My mind is a jumble and the words falling from my mouth are nonsensical to my own ears, so I can be sure that Nic can’t make sense of them.
But it doesn’t seem like he cares much because his movements only intensify to the point that it doesn’t take but a few more licks before I’m shouting to the heavens.
I work to regain consciousness from wherever the hell he just sent me, and roll my eyes open to find him looming over, a cocky smile on his face.
“You’re so proud of yourself, aren’t you?” I huff out, still trying to right my senses.
“Very. Ready for more?” I nod and bite my bottom lip.
He winks and proceeds to strip himself down, still staring at me while I keep my eyes glued to only his face.
I’m nervous to look at him. Sure, I’ve wrapped my hands around his thick shaft, felt him erupt all over it, but I’ve never actually met it head on.
I’m not a prude but from what I felt, the goddamn thing is intimidating.
And now, here we are. Me, bare ass naked with my legs wide and my release dripping down my thighs and his chin, while he kicks off the final piece of his clothing.
Slowly, I let my eyes travel from his eyes to his plump mouth, down his corded neck and over his rippled abs until they stop.
On it…his hard, thick dick that stands tall and very proud.
I gulp and my throat suddenly feels tight. As tight as I imagine it would feel with that thing shoved down it. The thought makes my eyes water and my vagina wince when it realizes that it’s the first stop.
I decide to focus on the here and now and the fact that I’m about to have sex with a sexy man for the first time in almost seven months. Let’s hope ole girl still knows how to ride.
Climbing to my knees, I shuffle over to him, resting my arms on his shoulders and kissing him. My taste is still on his tongue, and I hum in pleasure. His hands begin massaging my ass and pulling me closer, our bodies touching so close that not even a piece of paper could fit between.
My hand runs down his body and I clamp my hand around his girth. I feel it throb in my hold and a rumble rolls through his chest.
“Do you have a condom?” I ask, our lips pressing to each other in between words.
The kisses stop and his eyes pop open. “No. Is that necessary?”
I stare at him with a flat stare. Can he really be serious right now? I don’t know how many women he’s been with and I–
“Yes. I insist on it. I may have some in my bathroom cabinet.” I move to get off the bed but he picks me up and places me in the middle of the large mattress, the comfy pillows resting behind my head.
“I’ll find them. You just stay there and keep looking sexy.” He rushes off to the bathroom and I watch his firm ass flex with each step.
Fuck , he’s gorgeous.
After rummaging around for a minute, I hear him exclaim, “Yes! Found one!” He comes racing back in, his teeth already ripping open the foil package and throwing it off to the side. “I'll throw it away later. Let’s hope this fits.”
He begins rolling the condom down his length in a hurry. “You hope? Feeling confident of yourself, aren’t you?” I give him a sassy smirk and challenge him with my eyes.
Once the condom is on, tight and snug, he places one knee on the bed and slithers his way to me. “I’m confident that I’ll have you screaming my name in a minute. Now give me another kiss and spread those gorgeous legs for me.”
Deliberately my legs part and I bend them so that my feet are planted flat. He dips to run his tongue through me once more, ensuring that I’m nice and wet, then journeys back to my mouth. We tangle our tongues and I feel his engorged head slide up and down, nudging me wide a little at a time.
My body relaxes and I wait for the moment he fills me, knowing it will feel like no one ever has. Everything about him is better and I don’t think this will be any different.
His teeth sink into my lips as he pushes into me. I’m tight and the stretch burns, but only for a moment. When the initial shock wears off, I fall straight into bliss.
“Oh yes,” I moan, breathy and wanton.
“Fuck, mi Reina.” His forehead presses against mine and we both take a moment to soak it all in.
Gradually, he starts to move, pumping in and out with shallow thrusts. It’s like he’s warming me up for the main event. And if that’s the case…I can’t wait .
He falls into a rhythm, rolling his hips and hitting that golden spot that makes my body buzz with excitement of what’s to come. I can feel his cock reach places I didn’t even know I had. He moves like he kisses…with intention. With purpose. With surety.
My leg is grabbed and thrown over his shoulder and he hits me deeper than I ever thought possible. I squeeze my eyes shut and mewl, loud and uncaring if the entire world can hear me.
“Right there,” I pant. “Fuck. So…aaah, good.” Images flash behind my eyes that don’t make sense to my paralyzed mind.
All I comprehend is the bliss that I’m living in. Rising higher and higher, the stars just within my reach.
“You’re so perfect. My Valentina. Mine .” The words incite a blaze and I latch my mouth to his neck and drag my nails down his back.
He may be okay with saying the words, but I can only mark him as mine. For now.
“Ooh gaah.” A hot tear drizzles from the corner of my eye, falling into my hair, spurred on by the detonation of my body, mind and soul.
My head presses into the pillow and my breath turns into steam like it’s billowing from an erupting volcano. I feel his teeth dig into the tender part of neck and I fire off again. Or is this the same one, only intensified by his zeal.
The muscles once clenched now ebb, feeling the tide finally retreat. With the skill that only a top tier athlete can possess, he flips me over and my body drapes over him like a weathered rag doll.
“C’mon baby. I know you have a little more. Reach over and grab the headboard and I’ll take you there once more.” My hair curtains us like we live in our private bubble, and his eyes say more than just thirst.
It’s a longing, the yearning of needing to be one with me.
My arms are weak but I manage to raise them just enough to grip the warm wood, woven with oyster-cut wood, cracks and scorch marks left behind from the Earth’s elements. It reflects the two of us, right here and now in this moment. Beautiful imperfection.
His large hands wrap around my waist and he holds my weight, my knees ghosting over the velvety blanket below him. I start to rise then fall, like I sit on a carousel, lights and music playing all around me. Nic drives my body up and down. I’m just the car but he’s in control.
Faster and harder I go. With each crash of our bodies, the feeling turns more intense. His breathing turns staccato and his hips buck. My strength builds again and I come alive with urgent need.
My nails dig into the headboard and I roll my hips, finding the friction that will make us both moan. My breasts swing heavy in his face and he grabs them tightly, mashing them together and sucking my nipples.
Sweat dripping. Lungs gasping. Hands clutching. Heart pounding. Bodies barreling towards obliteration.
“Fuck me harder, mi Reina.” His voice is strained and I know he’s holding on just for me. “Your pussy is so. Fucking. Perfect.”
I grind down, rubbing my sensitive clit against him, and the lights flash before my eyes. I’m falling and falling, then I hear the voice of another right next to me. Nic’s voice echoes with mine, both of us praising the other for the pure euphoria we find ourselves in.
When his body expels his last shivering breath, I open my eyes, blinking the haze away. His face glistens with sweat and an intoxicating scent that’s like a wild animal marking his territory after having his way.
My hands rest on his chest and I feel the thump-thump-thump-thump of his racing heart.
His meaty hands gently graze my neck as he runs the back of his fingers across my cheek the burn hot.
I feel shy and a little uncertain. I’m never vulnerable with anyone, most especially a man, but Nico has me pulling a lot of firsts.
“Did you feel that too?” He asks, and I study him with a furrowed brow.
“Feel what?”
“The way our bodies collided, making us one. The way we flew, side by side, aiming straight for the same peak of nirvana. I never knew it could be like that.”
Chills roll through my body, realizing he has detailed every last feeling I had. From the collision to the flying side by side.
I mirror his hands, swiping away the moisture at his hairline and stroking down his cheek. “I felt it too,” I admit, and kiss him.
How quickly the queen has fallen. The resolve to stay strong even if it meant alone, was easily demolished by prince charming disguised as a jester.