Sammy
Javier is suddenly touching me like I’m made out of the thinnest piece of glass. He’s lifting my hips, peeling away my shorts and underwear torturously slow.
If this is an attempt to make me beg for what I want, then it’s starting to work. Saving us both time, I pull off my shirt. He’s not trying to give me time to change my mind, is he? As if. After showing me what pleasure truly is, there’s no way I’m going to stop now.
He takes a minute once I’m completely bare to the world. Giving me that same lowered brow look, he stares down at me for what feels like an eternity. Without even using his hands, he’s got my body all hot and bothered. In my stomach, I can feel that bundle of excitement already forming at a rapid rate.
I’m going to be finished before he even gets his hands on me.
Javier lets out a long sigh like a weight has been pushed off his broad shoulders. Shaking his head, he even gives a look up at the ceiling.
“What is it?” I ask as I fight the urge to press my thighs together.
“Thanking whoever sent you to me, angel,” he admits before pressing a knee against the mattress. “Someone up there must be looking out.”
I laugh at that. I’ll never get used to hearing the appreciation he feels for me. The way he treats me is nothing I’ve ever experienced in my life. Maybe I’m a little naive, but I swear I’m loving this man more and more every time he opens his mouth.
“I’m not going to let you leave this bed,” he warns me as he leans down to place a chaste kiss on my stomach. Trailing up my chest, he doesn’t stop there. “Not until I have to carry you back to the kitchen. Once you can’t walk, I’ll sit you back down on the counter and cook us a meal.”
The butterflies are swarming again, that’s for sure. I can tell he’s serious by the tone of his voice. When he kisses a trail up my stomach, the next giggles to leave my lips are more nervous than before. I’m excited and eager, that’s for sure, I just hope I can keep up with the guy. He’s got more experience in this field than I do.
His mouth travels between my breasts. The appearance of his tongue leaves my heart thumping as he places a wet kiss down on my skin. I’ve got nothing to cling to beneath us but that doesn’t stop me from digging my nails into the mattress.
“You’re gorgeous, ,” he mutters against my skin. Using one of his hands to cup my breast, his teeth graze my nipple.
This guy isn’t going to let me leave until he completely tastes me either if I have to guess.
His words mixed with his touch leave my body squirming. Just to make surviving even more difficult, his other hand slips between my thighs. Touching and exploring like it’s his first time, he makes sure to keep his knee in between mine to avoid letting my legs close.
That’s the natural response too once he finds what he’s looking for. Once he’s pushed one of his fingers inside, I feel the thickness invading my walls. Far harder than how his tongue felt inside, I feel each curl and shift.
While he kisses and sucks on my breasts, I hardly notice one finger becoming two until there’s the stretch that’s impossible to ignore.
“Don’t want to hurt you,” he whispers as a groan leaves my lips. “You’re not going to be able to take my cock if you can’t take this.”
Javier is one who is great at distracting, I’ll give him that. Adding his thumb to the mix, he brushes my sensitive bud and adds more pleasure to the mix as my hips jerk up without any warning. He seems pleased, his chest rumbling as he doesn’t stop there.
Pumping, curling, and stretching, he claims the area as his. The more he moves, the less discomfort I feel. Sure, I have more coming my way here soon, but right now, I’m starting to ache each time his fingers curl.
“Javier…” Desperation coats my words as I wiggle my hips. My body knows what I need more than what my brain does. Maybe that’s the reason I can’t outright ask him to finish what he’s started.
He places a chaste kiss against my lips before pulling his body off of mine. Sitting back on his heels, he draws his hand out and makes my body burn when he brings his wet fingers to his mouth.
“Maybe I won’t need dinner after we’re done here,” he teases before licking his fingers clean.
I want to cover my face to hide how hot my cheeks are. Instead, I watch him with a held breath. Letting my eyes travel down his chest, it’s impossible to ignore the bulge he’s got hiding in his jeans. After touching him last night, I already know how big he is. It’s going to be a bit much, even with his finger’s generous time between my legs.
“We’ll go slow,” he assures me like he can hear my thoughts. “If it’s too much, we’ll stop.”
“But you said-”
“My number one concern is to make you feel good. You could change your mind now and we can go find something to eat.” That serious tone is still there and I struggle to imagine just stopping right now. Not while my thighs are slick and his cock is fighting for an escape.
Sucking in a breath, I nod my head. Watching him get off the bed to get rid of the rest of his clothes, I eye his erection with a pounding heart. My nerves aren’t going to get the best of me. We’re going to do this.
Once Javier is back on the bed, he makes sure to separate my thighs so they’re nice and open for him. Shifting to lean over me, his body invades my space and I’ve never felt so pleased to have my area conquered. He groans softly under his breath when he glides his cock along my glistening lower lips.
“I dreamed about this last night. You plagued my thoughts all the way until the sun came up,” he admits under his breath. Pressing his hips forward, I try to welcome the invasion.
With how wet I am, there’s hardly any pain. Just a little bit of discomfort. I feel the stretch as his thrusts start nice and small. For such a rough kind of guy, he’s got some serious patience when it comes to not hurting me. Each time he pulls back, I can see the way his brows come together in concentration.
“I bet it was a great dream,” I try to joke before swallowing down a groan. Lifting my hips a little, he reaches even deeper. Thankfully, he pauses to let me adjust.
“It was the best,” he mutters softly. Seeing sweat form on his brow, I try my best to relax around him. He must be suffocating. Each time I move, I hear his breathing shift. His hands grip my hips, massaging as he holds me still.
I lose count of how many seconds pass by before my own breathing settles. Knowing I can survive this and put us both out of our misery, I give him the green light to just thrust and break past my barrier.
He lifts up my hips, giving himself a better angle to aim and does exactly that. Thrusting the rest of his length inside, he fills me with one solid jerk forward.
It’s not the end of the world, that’s for sure. Maybe I’ve even tricked myself into thinking I’d be torn in two. Instead, there’s a bit of a pinch, a little throbbing, and a handful of seconds of pure silence.
If anything, I think Javier is the one suffering. He’s leaned over my body, eyes shut tight and one of his hands is now flat against the mattress above my head. Breathing heavily, it’s like he’s trying to control himself. His other hand squeezes my hip like he’s trying to stay grounded.
Secretly, watching this man come undone might be my own endgame. What’s hotter than knowing that I’m making a man like this get all worked up?
“You’re suffocating me, angel. You feel better than I could’ve imagined,” he grunts out. “Tell me I can move. If you don’t, I’m not going to last this first round.”
Knowing I’ll survive, I nod my head. When he thrusts, I expect the same discomfort as earlier. Apparently once the hard part is out of the way, there’s only heat left over. I don’t expect and pull and tug at my exposed nerves, but Javier thrusts like a man on a mission.
It’s like once I’m moaning, he’s let loose. Hips rolling forward, he’s making the same growling noise that drives me insane. If he plans on making me feel like this multiple times, then I get his earlier promise. My thighs are already starting to shake. How many rounds will my body have to survive before I can’t even support my weight on my feet?
He kisses me once more, invading and conquering with nothing but his tongue. Crushing my body against the mattress, he makes thinking impossible. Not when he’s stealing every single breath and moan from my lips, swallowing them down like they’re his next meal.
Reminding myself that it is still possible to breathe, I keep myself from growing lightheaded. I can’t pull away from his mouth, I don’t want to. Being this connected is a dream come true.
Hooking my ankles at his back and wrapping my arms around him, my nails dig into his shoulders as I cling.
The hiss that leaves his lips is rewarding in itself. He lifts up long enough to give me a dark look. He’s smirking now, his teeth bared. This side of him is one I only want my eyes to see.
“You’re mine, angel. Made for me, you understand?” His hips jerk forward before pausing, refusing to continue until I nod my head out of desperation. Right now, I’ll be whatever he wants me to be.
I need this release as much as he does. If it takes screaming out to the trees and scaring off any animals, I’ll tell everything within hearing range that I belong to this man.
Clinging and clenching around him, I ride out the motion of his hips until the tension snaps in my gut and my release is ripped out of my body.
He doesn’t stop immediately, jerking unevenly forward until he’s grunting and groaning, kissing my poor swollen lips until he’s filling my body with his release. Even then, he’s still pressed deep inside, making sure not to waste a single drop.
Pulling his weight off of me, he takes a look to see what damage has been done. When he sees I’m still in one piece, he cocks a brow at me.
“All good?” he asks as he squeezes my thigh.
I sigh when he pulls out, leaving my body feeling like a void. Would I sound too impatient if I asked him to return before I lose the tingles rolling around my body?
“Perfect, actually.” Wiping the sweat from my forehead, my toes curl. “Satisfied?”
Snorting, he shakes his head as he continues with his touches. “Not even close. I’ve given myself a job and I have no intention of stopping short. You look like you can run a mile if you leave this bed right now.”
Giggling when he rolls me onto my stomach, I try to contain my excitement. There’s no doubt that I’ll be sore tomorrow, but for now, I’m definitely going to enjoy everything that Javier throws at me now while the sun is still up.
No matter how many rounds it takes to satisfy this man, I know today won’t be the only one I spend with this man. I’m expecting many nights of promised pleasure and am excited to see where else our relationship goes.