Chapter 3 #3

“Now you’re just making me mad, Karlie. How about you let me worry about your orgasms and you just think about relaxing and enjoying them, okay?

” he demanded. She nodded, looking down at her shoes again.

“Up here, baby.” She immediately looked back up into his eyes, doing as he ordered, and God, that made him hot.

“Good girl.” Karlie smiled up at him—huh, she seemed to thrive on praise.

He had no problem praising her because to him, she was perfect.

“I have one more question, and then I am going to draw you a bubble bath as I promised earlier.” She nodded.

He didn’t want to ask this question, but he needed to know. “Did Jake ever go down on you?”

“Oh God,” she said and covered her face with her hands. Even the tips of her ears turned pink.

“Hey, hey,” he said, “I didn’t mean to embarrass you.

I just wanted to know because I want to do that for you.

No, I need to do that to you. God, baby, all I can do is think about licking your sweet pussy.

I need to taste you so bad that it’s making me crazy.

I’m hard just thinking about it.” With that, he took her hand and rubbed her palm against his cock.

God, her touching him felt so damn good.

His dick twitched, and she gasped but didn’t seem to be embarrassed anymore—she even seemed excited, which was perfect.

“No,” she whispered, still holding his erection in her hand, but now she had wrapped her palm around his shaft through his dress pants, and it felt so good.

“He never went down on me. He told me that he didn’t like to do it, that most men didn’t like the way it, um—tasted.

” She was so quiet that Drew found himself leaning in to hear her, but she mistook his meaning and started stroking him.

He moaned and thrust his cock into her hands.

“I can’t do this anymore,” he said and pulled her hand away.

“If you keep touching me, I’m going to come in my pants, and I haven’t done that since high school.

” He kissed her hand and then pulled her against his body.

She reached up and pulled his mouth down to hers.

Karlie kissed him so hard that his lips felt swollen.

Her tongue was in his mouth, and they both moaned.

He picked her up, and she wrapped her legs around him.

Yeah, she fit. He walked with her back to his bedroom, laying her out on his king-size bed.

He couldn’t help himself; he just stood back and looked at her, so beautiful and completely his.

“You with me, baby?” He needed to make sure that she was okay with all of this, everything that he wanted to do with her—to her.

She nodded and smiled. “I’m with you,” she assured.

“Thank fuck,” he said. She made him so damn happy.

Karlie couldn’t believe that this was happening.

Drew was so wonderful, making sure that she was with him every step of the way.

“Baby, I need you naked, and I want you all spread out for me. I need to make a feast out of you.” How was his voice even sexier when he talked dirty to her?

That rasp of his was enough to make her insides gooey.

All she could do was nod. He took away her ability to speak when he said things like that to her.

She’d never talked dirty in her life, but the things he said made her crazy.

Karlie was sure that she would combust when he talked about going down on her.

“I need to taste you, baby. Is that okay with you?” he asked as if reading her mind.

Again, she nodded. At least she could maintain eye contact, and he seemed to like that from her.

He started stripping her slowly at first, and then he seemed to lose all patience.

Thank God she wore her good panties and bra that matched.

“I like these, honey, but I need them off you. I need to see that pretty pussy.” With a snap of his fingers, her panties were in shreds.

“I’ll buy you another pair. Hell, I’ll buy you twenty new pairs.

God damn, baby.” She watched as he stared down at her, not moving, and she was sure that she had done something wrong, or maybe it was her body.

She knew she wasn’t perfect. “Baby, you are so wet for me,” he rasped.

“I love you like this, all creamy for me. I just need to taste—” He spread her legs and smelled her—THERE!

“Oh. My. God!” she moaned. Karlie practically thrashed off the bed, and he held her legs down and spread them open. She wanted to cover herself, but he wouldn’t allow it.

“Shh, baby. It’s okay—just be still for me.

You smell so good.” With that, he took one long lick from her opening to her clit.

He growled against her sensitive folds, and she couldn’t help but squirm against his mouth.

She was sure she was going to burst into flames.

“God, baby, you taste even better than you smell.” He pushed two fingers into her hot core, and she moaned out his name. She was so close—she just needed more.

“Drew, I need you inside me,” she moaned.

“I know, baby, me too. Just be patient. I don’t want to rush this,” he insisted. She groaned her frustration, making him chuckle.

“Drew,” she yelled as he pumped his big fingers in and out of her body, “I’m so close, please.”

He kissed his way up her body to her mouth.

He kissed her lips until they felt swollen.

With his free hand, he plucked one of her stiff nipples until she was arching off the bed with need.

His hot mouth surrounded her other nipple, lightly grazing it with his teeth, then licking it to soothe her swollen peak.

God, it was so good that she had tears in her eyes; she needed to find her release so badly. Her swollen folds were begging for him.

“You’re so tight, baby, your pussy is going to feel like heaven to my cock. I want you so bad,” he rasped.

“Please, Drew, I need that now,” she begged. “Please.”

“I love it when you beg me, baby. I need to hear you scream for me first, though.” With that, he settled between her parted legs again; his mouth on her wet folds—licking, sucking, and even nipping at her until she just couldn’t take it anymore.

Even when she came, he didn’t stop. Her hoarse screams sounded foreign even to her ears, his name a benediction to everything he had just given her.

Drew couldn’t stop looking at Karlie. He’d stripped out of his clothes and was lying next to her on the bed.

He didn’t want to rush her, but his patience was wearing thin.

His throbbing cock certainly didn’t want to wait another minute.

She was gorgeous, all sprawled out on his bed with a satisfied smile on her face, her skin pink from the intense orgasm he’d given her.

The thought that he’d given her the first orgasm she had ever had with a man was crazy to him.

She rolled on top of him and looked down sweetly into his eyes.

“Umm, I like you on top like this, baby.” He grabbed her ass and spread her over his dick. Yeah, she was still soaking wet and ready for more.

“Thank you,” she whispered as she ground her sex over his cock, “for being my first real orgasm.”

“Honey, you don’t ever have to thank me for an orgasm.

I loved the way you screamed my name.” He could barely keep himself from ramming his cock up into her open pussy.

She was driving him completely nuts. She started to kiss his mouth and then worked her way down his neck, where she sucked hard enough to leave her mark.

She giggled. “I’ve always wanted to do that.

And this—" She nipped and bit his exposed chest, probably leaving little marks.

It made him gasp, but when she licked the skin like she did, it made him hot.

She worked her way down to his very needy, throbbing dick.

It twitched when she took him in her hands.

His hips were automatically thrusting his cock at her, harder with each push.

“I can’t do this anymore, baby,” he growled and rolled her onto her back.

With one thrust, he was inside of her. They both moaned, and her gasp had him stop.

He was balls deep inside her without a condom.

Stupid, stupid, stupid. “I’m so sorry. I need to get a condom.

You’re not protected. I can’t believe I did that.

You just made me so hot and crazy.” As he started pulling out, she wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer into her.

He must have looked confused because she laughed and rubbed the patch of wrinkled skin at the bridge of his nose, just between his eyes, as he’d done to her earlier.

“You’re not protected. I forgot the condom,” he repeated, struggling for control.

“I know, and I’m clean. I was tested after I moved to Georgia. There hasn’t been anyone since Jake,” she admitted. He cringed at the mention of Jake’s name. She seemed to notice and soothe him by kissing his neck.

“I’m clean too,” he said. Being inside of her and not moving was killing him. Her silky folds were milking him; she was so tight.

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