Chapter 29 #2
Her husky laugh shoots straight to my cock. “Didn’t take you for a trophy hunter.”
“I’m not.” I huff, confused as to why I want to keep the wet fabric.
“Now lie back. Spread those legs wide and open yourself up to me.” Without hesitation, Anais follows my instructions spreading herself wide.
“Good girl,” I murmur, noting the way her breath hitches.
Praise. Seems my brat has a praise kink.
“Now use your fingers. Spread those pussy lips for me. Show me your hole.”
“Jesus,” she breathes.
Trembling fingers move between her thighs, parting her lips. The view is perfect. Tight. Wet. Pink. Anais spread out for me, everything on display… for a crazy moment I want it to be the last image to flash in my mind before I die.
“Who knew you could be so obedient,” I muse. Anais glares, but her eyes flash with lust. “Now push a finger inside, show me how wet you are.”
Her fingers falter slightly, and I raise a challenging brow.
Her eyes narrow, flashing with her usual fire.
Then, with her gaze locked on mine, she pushes a slim finger inside her pussy.
Wet sounds echo in the room, obscene, intoxicating.
I wish I could record it. Use it as my ringtone.
Each time she slides her finger out, it glistens with her arousal,
My gaze zones in, cock leaking in my pants as she pumps the digit in and out. I want my tongue there. Want to taste her cunt more than I want my next breath.
“Are you going to get undressed?” she moans, eyeing my dark pants and shirt.
With my eyes on her pussy, I say. “When you’ve got yourself good and ready for me, yeah. If I stick my cock in without properly preparing you, I’ll tear you in half.”
“I want to see your dick,” the plea in her voice has my eyes snapping to hers. Her expression is hungry. “Please,” she begs, and who am I to deny her good manners.
Christ, it’s been so long since I’ve fucked a woman, I was beginning to think my dick had stopped working. Turns out, for the right girl, it still works just fine.
Without hesitation, I kick off my loafers, strip out of my clothes, and slowly pull my black boxer briefs down my legs.
My cock springs free, glistening with so much pre cum, you’d think I’d already shot my load.
Anais’s mouth drops open and she freezes.
Her eyes widen almost comically as they roam over my giant dick.
And that’s not ego talking. I do have a giant cock. Above average in length, thick, and veiny. Not a starter cock by any means, but if Anais wants to play, we’ll play.
“Holy fuck.” She swallows, eyes meeting mine. “Yeah, you scream big dick energy, but I never expected...” she trails off, waving her hand toward my cock. “That,”
I chuckle, chest puffing out, ego swelling. I’ve been told many times I have a good cock, but hearing it fall from Anais lips? Well, let’s just say it does things to me I don’t want to think about right now.
Climbing onto the bed, I grab her ankle, pulling her to me.
Burying my face in her neck, I inhale, letting her scent wash over me.
I don’t question why smelling her seems to be a need at this point, but I can’t deny I love doing it.
“Don’t worry, Brat. Since it’s your first time, I’ll go easy on you.
” I pause, my smirk wide. “Just this once though.”
Pulling back, my hand trails down her body as my mouth latches onto one of her nipples. A gasp falls from her lips, her body arching up into me. “Evan,” she moans.
Releasing her rosy bud, I move to the other one, giving it the same attention as I push a finger into her saturated pussy. I lift my head, my eyes meeting hers. “Jesus fucking Christ, Brat, you’re soaked. Such a naughty girl dripping all over yourself.”
She blushes, and gone is her usual sass, replaced by something more innocent.
I stare, mesmerized. Fucking hell, I should get the hell out of this room, forget this ever happened.
But I’m rooted to the spot, my finger in her pussy, gaze locked on Anais as if she holds all the answers I’m looking for.
“Evan?” she whispers, cupping my jaw. I blink away the fog.
Lowering my head, I take her nipple in my mouth as I add another finger, stretching her little cunt out, preparing her to take me.
Anais squirms beneath me, chest rising and falling as she rolls her hips up, chasing her pleasure.
Her eyes squeeze shut, and that’s something I won’t allow. I need those lilacs on me.
“Eyes on me, Brat,” I growl around her nipple.
Her eyes pop open, locking onto mine. Innocence, intrigue, and fascination all stare back at me. I want to see that look on her face for the rest of my life. Want to memorize it. The thought enters my mind, unbidden. What the actual fuck is happening to me?
I don’t think like this with women. Usually, it’s just one thing on my mind – fucking.
And I certainly don’t do girlfriends. So why am I picturing a future?
And why does the image of Anais with another man, him seeing this look of desire on her beautiful face, tighten my chest, and turn my vision red?
I file the thoughts away for later, focusing on the here and now. On the fact I’m about to take my best friend’s little sister’s virginity.
Sliding down her body, I trail kisses across her flat stomach, shifting lower until my eyes meet her pussy. My mouth latches onto her clit, sucking it inside and Anais cries out.
“Oh my god,” she moans.
A smirk tugs at one side of my mouth, and I release her little nub. “Yeah, Brat. I’m your God, but for now, I’m here to worship at your altar.”
Wrapping my lips around her clit, I swirl my tongue around the bundle of nerves, sliding another finger into her pussy and stretching her out. She’s so God damn tight, she’ll strangle my dick. I’ve never been harder.
“Evan, Evan, Evan,” she chants my name like a prayer. Her slit is soaked, and her legs tremble with her impending orgasm.
Then she explodes, her pussy tightening around my fingers as her orgasm washes over her.
She cries out, and it’s so loud, I’m pretty sure every single person on this fucking yacht might’ve heard her.
Jealousy thrums in my veins, thick and unwanted.
But it screams one thing. Only I get to hear her like this.
My hand darts up, clamping over her mouth, silencing her screams of pleasure as she rides out the rest of her climax into my palm.
Her body goes limp. She slumps against the mattress, but her glazed eyes stay locked on me. My dick throbs, aching with the need to bury myself inside her, to claim what’s mine.
Slowly, I pull my fingers from her pussy, bringing them to my mouth, sucking her orgasm from me. Anais’s chest rises and falls as she watches me, her mouth parting in silent invitation. Dirty girl wants to taste herself.
Smirking, I crawl up her body, pushing the only finger still slick with her juices to her lips and pushing inside. “That’s it, Brat, taste what I do to you. Lick me clean.”
She obeys, wrapping her tongue around the digit as she laps up her climax. I groan, my cock throbbing painfully. I need inside her.
Pulling my finger from her mouth, I palm my dick, stroking from root to tip, smearing the pre cum beading at the tip. Anais watches, almost mesmerized. “You ready for me?” I ask. Her lilac eyes snap to mine. She bites down on her bottom lip, nodding. “I need words, Brat.”
She swallows, a slight tremble in her voice when she breathes out. “Yes,”
Grinning, I line myself up at her wet entrance, running my tip along her wet pussy, before circling her opening.
“I’ve stretched you out, warmed you up as much as I can.
But this… it’s still gonna hurt. I’m big, and you’re so fucking tight.
Just relax. After the initial pain, I promise, I’ll make it good for you. ”
Anais nods, the trust in her eyes making my chest pinch.
I take a deep breath, one palm bracing on the mattress, the other guiding me as I push inside.
Her tightness grips me like a vise, and I grit my teeth.
When I’ve made it a couple inches inside, I pause, placing my other palm on the bed, trying to steady myself.
As much as I want to slam home, I have to take it slow.
Giving up your virginity is no joke. It’s huge deal for many women, and there’s no doubt in my mind Anais is one of them.
Why she chose to give it to me, out of all the men she’s crossed paths with, I’m not sure.
I might be an asshole, but that doesn’t mean I won’t cherish this gift, even if I never show it.
I have a very bad feeling she’s already got a firm grip on my balls, and I don’t want to give her the ammunition to completely own them.
“Christ, you’re tight.” I blow out a breath, thrusting shallowly.
“It hurts,” she whispers.
“Wrap your arms around my neck and hold on tight. I’m going to break through your hymen.
” I don’t know when this became a sex education lesson, but if I have to talk her through it, I will.
“It’s going to hurt. Bite me if you have to, but don’t scream.
” My brows furrow. “Well, not this time. We don’t want the whole party hearing you. ”
She nods, looking so vulnerable, my chest tightens. I’m so used to seeing the fierce girl, with fire in her eyes. Whenever she’s like this, exposed and open to me, I don’t know how to handle it.
Lifting her head, she presses a kiss to my pec, then bites down hard. I groan, knowing she’s going to leave a mark and loving the thought.
Before my mind drifts to places I don’t want it to, I slam my hips forward, eyes rolling shut at the exquisite sensation of breaking through her innocence.
Christ. If I live a thousand years, nothing will ever beat this feeling.
Anais screams into my chest, biting down so hard I wince. “That’s it, Brat. Mark me, so I never forget this moment.”