Chapter 4 #2
Her words hit me like a match to gasoline. A low, guttural sound tears out of my chest. I don’t hesitate anymore. I reach down between us, grip my cock, and drag the thick head through her soaked folds one more time before I line myself up and push inside. “Fuck,” I groan as I sink into her.
She’s so tight and warm around me that I have to pause for a second, buried halfway inside her, just to keep from losing it. I press my forehead to hers, breathing hard. “Jesus Christ, baby…” I mutter. “You feel so fucking good.”
I push the rest of the way in until I’m buried to the hilt, my hips flush against hers.
For a moment, I just stay there, letting her adjust to the stretch.
Then I start to move. I pull out slowly before thrusting back in, deeper this time.
A rough groan leaves me as I start to fuck her in steady, deep strokes.
One of my hands grips her hip while the other slides up to wrap around her throat, not squeezing, just holding her there as I look down at her.
“You wanted this,” I growl, my voice low and rough. “You wanted me to fuck you raw.”
I pick up the pace, driving into her harder. The wet sound of me fucking her fills the room, mixed with her soft moans and my heavy breathing. “Been trying to be good,” I grit out, thrusting deep. “But you feel too fucking good to pull out.”
I lean down and kiss her hard, my tongue sliding into her mouth as I keep fucking her deep and steady.
My hand stays on her throat while the other slides under her ass, lifting her slightly so I can hit even deeper.
“Tell me how it feels,” I demand against her lips.
“Tell me how my cock feels stretching this tight little pussy.”
“Fuck, Grant,” she gasps. “You feel so good. Don’t stop, oh god, don’t stop,” she moans.
I groan at her words and thrust deeper, angling my hips to hit that spot inside her that makes her cry out. “Yeah?” I rasp, my voice rough. “You like getting fucked like this? Like getting this tight pussy stretched around my cock?”
She nods quickly, her eyes glassy with pleasure. “Yes,” she moans. “I love it. I want it harder.”
I give her what she wants and start fucking her even harder, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room.
I lean down and bite her neck before sucking on it, leaving a mark.
“Such a good fucking girl,” I growl against her skin.
“Taking me so deep. You want me to fill you up, don’t you? ”
I’m fucking her hard and deep when she suddenly moans out something that nearly breaks me. “I want to know what it feels like to have your cum inside me,” she gasps, her voice shaky with pleasure. “You’ll be the first one.”
I freeze for half a second, buried deep inside her, and stare down at her. My cock twitches hard at her words. “Fuck,” I growl, my voice dropping even lower. “You’ve never been filled before?”
She shakes her head, eyes glassy and lips parted as she looks up at me. “No,” she breathes. “Never. I want it… I want you to be the first.”
Something dark and possessive snaps inside me.
I grab her wrists and pin them above her head with one hand, the other gripping her hip hard enough to leave marks as I start fucking her even harder.
“Jesus Christ, baby,” I groan, my voice rough and strained.
“You’re gonna make me lose my fucking mind. ”
I lean down, my mouth right by her ear as I pound into her. “You want my cum?” I growl. “You want me to be the first one to fill this tight little pussy?”
“Yes,” she moans, her voice breaking. “Please, Grant. I want it.”
I let out a low, filthy groan and fuck her harder, the bed creaking beneath us. “Such a good fucking girl,” I rasp. “Begging for my cum like that. You want me to breed this pussy? Want me to pump you full until it’s leaking out of you?”
She nods desperately, her walls fluttering around my cock. “I’m close,” she whimpers. “Don’t stop, please don’t stop.”
I release her wrists and slide my hand between us, rubbing her clit in fast circles while I keep fucking her deep and rough. “Come on, baby,” I growl. “Come for me. Come on my cock like a good girl and I’ll give you what you want. I’ll fill you up so fucking deep.”
Her body starts to shake beneath me, and I know she’s right there.
“That’s it,” I groan. “Come for me. Let me feel this pussy squeeze me while I fill you up.”
Chloe cries out, her back arching as her pussy clamps down around me. Her whole body shakes as she comes, and the feeling of her squeezing me so tight nearly sends me over the edge right then and there.
“Fuck, there you go,” I groan, my voice rough. “Good girl. Such a good fucking girl.”
I don’t slow down. I keep fucking her through her orgasm, my thrusts getting rougher and more desperate as I chase my own release. “I’m gonna come,” I grit out, my hand gripping her hip hard. “Gonna fill this pussy up. You want that?”
“Yes,” she moans, still trembling beneath me. “Please, Grant, I want it.”
That’s all it takes, I bury myself as deep as I can and come with a low, guttural groan.
My cock pulses hard as I empty inside her, thick ropes of cum flooding her pussy.
I keep thrusting through it, shallow and slow, making sure every drop stays buried inside her.
“Fuck,” I mutter, my forehead dropping to hers. “Take it. Take every fucking drop.”
I stay buried inside her as I come down, breathing hard. My hand slides up to gently cup her face while I press soft kisses to her lips, her cheeks, her jaw.
When I finally pull back to look at her, I’m still deep inside her, not ready to pull out yet. I can feel my cum starting to leak out around my cock, and the sight makes something dark and satisfied curl in my chest.
I brush my thumb over her bottom lip and look down at her with heavy eyes. “You okay?” I ask, my voice low and a little hoarse. “That wasn’t too much?”
I’m still buried deep inside her, breathing hard, when she looks up at me she shakes her head slowly.
Her eyes are soft, hazy with pleasure, and her lips are slightly parted as she catches her breath.
There’s something in the way she’s looking at me that hits me square in the chest. And I swear I almost come again.
The realization slams into me so hard it nearly knocks the air from my lungs.
I’m never going to be able to let her go. This woman is mine.
The thought settles deep in my bones, heavy and certain.
This isn’t just sex. This isn’t just one night.
She’s it for me. I don’t care how young she is or how fast this happened.
I don’t care about anything except the fact that she’s lying beneath me with my cum inside her, looking at me like I just ruined her in the best way possible.
She’s mine. And she’s going to be mine for the rest of my life.
I slowly roll my hips again, pushing my cum deeper inside her with a low groan. My hand comes up to gently cup her face, my thumb brushing over her cheek as I look down at her. “Fuck,” I mutter, my voice rough and quiet. “You’re gonna be the death of me.”
I lean down and kiss her slowly, deeply, my cock still half-hard inside her. When I pull back, I rest my forehead against hers and gently brush some hair away from her face, my eyes never leaving hers.
“Tell me you’re okay,” I say quietly.
She smiles up at me, soft and a little sleepy. “I’m more than okay.”
Something in my chest loosens at her words.
I slowly pull out of her with a low groan, then roll onto my back and bring her with me.
She settles against my chest, resting her head over my heart and draping her arm across my stomach.
I wrap one arm around her and let my other hand slowly stroke up and down her bare back.
For a long moment, I just hold her. I stare up at the ceiling, feeling the warmth of her body against mine and the steady rise and fall of her breathing.
My cum is still warm between her thighs, and I can’t bring myself to move any further.
I don’t want to. I’ve never felt anything like this before.