Chapter 5 #2
I dragged my tongue up Britta’s center, and she cried out, her legs tightening against my shoulders.
Burying my face in her pussy, I alternated between licking and fucking her with my tongue, staying away from her clit. Her hips undulated, begging for more every time I backed off.
Her hands tunneled into my hair, and she whimpered in desperate need. I stared up at her as I devoured her and saw the lost expression on her face. “Shaw, please,” she begged. “I need…”
She shook her head and clenched her fingers, tugging so hard it was painful, but it only fueled the burn.
It was clear that she didn’t have any idea what she was reaching for. The fact that I was about to give her first orgasm made me want to beat against my chest and shout that this woman was mine in every way.
I was going to be her first everything…and her last.
When Britta was nearly out of her mind with need, I finally concentrated my efforts on her sensitive little bud.
“Shaw!” she gasped before she screamed in bliss.
To my shock, she gushed into my mouth, and I drank down every delicious drop. Fuck, my woman was incredibly passionate. And yeah, I was damn smug that she responded to me with such intensity.
“What? I…”
Her expression was horrified, and I gave her a crooked smile. “You are sexy as fuck, baby. And so damn passionate, you squirted. I’m already addicted to the taste.”
“That’s, um, normal?”
I shook my head. “Not every woman can do it. Even the ones who can have to be with the right man.”
Britta’s lips tipped up. “Feeling pretty proud about that?”
“Fuck yes,” I agreed before going back to eating her pussy.
When she was close, I inserted a finger in her channel.
Her muscles spasmed around it, and I grunted, “Damn, baby, you’re so tight.
” I was a big man, and that included the rock-hard monster aching to be inside her.
If I didn’t want to hurt Britta any more than necessary, I needed her to be soft and stretched.
After pushing her into another hard climax, I was able to fit three fingers. But I wasn’t going to last any longer. I was already making a mess of the sheets with the come leaking from my dick.
Keeping our bodies pressed together, I glided up until we were face-to-face, and my hips settled snugly between her legs, my cock pulsing between the lips of her pussy.
Britta’s hands came to rest on my biceps, and she shuddered when I took her mouth in a deep, wet kiss.
I curled my hands under her thighs and lifted them, setting her feet on the mattress with her knees bent.
The position opened her even wider, and the angle made it easy for me to push the tip of my cock inside her.
Fucking hell. She was like a fucking furnace, and her inner walls squeezed me so hard I nearly came right then.
I sucked in a breath and fought for control. “No going back now, baby,” I murmured when I pulled back from her lips. “You’re mine.”
My hips surged forward, breaking through her barrier and filling her from root to tip. “Fuck!” I shouted at the same time that she cried out. It took every bit of my strength, but I kept still while she adjusted to me.
I kissed away the tears dripping from her pain-filled eyes. “Relax, baby. It will pass, I promise.”
Britta took a deep breath, and the movement caused her body to rock against mine. Her eyes widened, and she gasped, “Oh!”
I smirked. “Feeling better?”
She nodded, and then her cheeks turned crimson. “Can you…um…move?”
“Like this?” I asked as I pulled back just an inch before seating myself fully once more.
“Yesss,” she moaned, her eyes closing and her fingers digging into my flesh.
“Eyes open, baby,” I demanded. “Want you to watch me make you come. Know who owns this sexy little body.”
This time, I retreated until only the tip remained inside her before thrusting deep. I groaned at the streaks of pleasure that shot through my body. Britta buried her face in my neck, muffling her cry of pleasure.
“Don’t,” I rasped.
“Huh?” Her eyes were glazed with lust as she stared up at me in confusion.
“Don’t hide from me. Or keep me from hearing what I do to you.” I grunted as I pulled out and drove back in. “Want to hear every moan, every sigh. Want to hear you screaming my name.”
“Shaw,” she breathed when I filled her once more.
Her fevered expression and raspy tone sent me over the edge. Grasping the sheets on both sides of her, I dug my knees into the mattress for leverage and slammed inside her so deep my cock bumped her cervix.
An image of Britta’s naked body round and swollen with my baby flashed in my mind. Then nothing remained except the determination to make her come so hard her womb took in everything I gave it.
I pounded in and out of her over and over, making the springs on the bed squeak and the headboard slam into the wall.
“Fuck! That’s it, baby! Take it. Oh fuck, yeah! Fuck!”
Britta’s tits bounced with every thrust, and I bent my head to suck on a stiff peak. I used the fingers of one hand to twist and pluck the other before switching.
“Shaw,” Britta moaned. “Oh, yes. Yes!”
Her eyes began to close but flew open when I snarled, “Eyes!”
My gaze drifted down to watch my giant dick disappear into her tight pussy, coming out shiny with her juices. “You have no idea how fucking sexy it is to watch you take my cock like such a good girl.”
I locked eyes with her again and fucked her even faster and deeper as one of my hands journeyed down her slick skin to her pussy.
“Gonna squirt for me again,” I commanded. I kissed her, pouring all of my need into it. Then I muttered, “Wanna hear you scream my name, baby.”
“Yesss,” she whimpered.
After a few more thrusts, I pressed my thumb on her pleasure button, rubbing it hard. A second later, her back bowed, and she screamed my name as she flew into a mind-blowing orgasm.
“Oh fuck, baby! Squeeze that pussy! Fuck, yes! Fuck!” I roared as my climax crashed over me, and come erupted from my dick.
I continued to plunge in and out, prolonging her pleasure with my still rock-hard cock. “One more time,” I growled.
When she detonated a second time, I felt the gush of her arousal soaking my dick and sending me spiraling into another climax.
“Holy shit,” I panted when the ability to speak returned.
“Yeah,” Britta mumbled through choppy breathing.
I grinned and buried my face in her neck, putting a soft kiss on her damp skin. “You’re amazing.”
Raising my head, I winked at her when I saw her flushed cheeks.
I gave her a hard kiss, then slowly withdrew. “Stay here, baby.”
“Mm-hmm.” She closed her eyes and sighed as her limbs fell like a limp noodle.
Chuckling, I climbed out of bed and ducked into the bathroom to clean up and grab a warm, wet cloth. Then I returned and gently wiped away the remnants of our pleasure and her virginity.
I tried not to gloat at the pink stain on the washcloth but obviously failed.
“Molly was right,” Britta sassed. “You guys are Neanderthals.”
Unrepentant, I shrugged and tossed the cloth into the hamper before crawling back into bed and pulling her into my arms. “Sleep, baby.”