Chapter 6
My heart thumps in my chest as I look down at her perfect face. Her skin is soft as silk against mine and her lips are delicate like a flower.
“You can have anything you want, Teeny,” I say as lean down and softly touch my lips to hers. “Take it all from me.”
I’m so fucking big compared to her that I try to be gentle. I’m not prepared for her reaction to me, and having her supple body press against mine is my undoing.
“Bull!” she shouts as I grab her by the waist and stomp over to the couch.
I’m hot and heavy between my legs as she wraps her legs around my waist and I pin her to the sofa. I should roll over and let her be on top, but I’ve never felt like this before and need like I’ve never felt weighs on my back and I need to dominate her.
“I’ll be gentle,” I say as I thrust my solid length against her.
My cock is so big that it’s straining against my loose shorts and begging for release from its constraints. It juts out as I push the tip between her legs and into her cut-off jean shorts. What would it take to move that thin strip of denim to the side and let my cock feel her sticky warmth?
I’m desperate as she grips my shirt and pulls it off of me and then suddenly her skin is on mine. Her hands are all over my chest and she’s petting me like a bear as I hump her into the cushions of the couch. Pillows fall to the floor around us and I think I hear something get knocked over and break, but neither of us stops to check and I can’t think about anything but kissing her.
Her lips are soft and wet as her tongue tastes mine. When I feel her teeth on my bottom lip I groan and cum a little in my shorts. I can feel the sticky wetness against the material, but I keep on poking the head of my cock into the space between her thigh and her pussy, just hoping it slips in.
She wiggles under me as if she’s desperate for the same accidental slip. Goddamn, how I want to have my bare cock inside her, but she’s a nice sweet girl. She might be legal, but her pussy isn’t old enough to take my cock and I won’t hurt her.
“What are you doing?” I ask against her lips when I feel her move her hand down between us and she pulls her shorts to the side. It’s like she’s listening to every dirty thought inside my head.
“Nothing,” she whispers, but we both know what she’s doing.
My shorts are so wet from leaking that when I thrust I can feel her heat against the tip of my cock. She moans and I feel her fingers moving faster and faster against her pussy. I glance down and the sight of her masturbating while I pretend to fuck her is too much for me to handle. I groan, squirting into my shorts, and I know some of it has to seep through and into her.
“Fuck,” I grunt as I move on top of her with my big body.
Her tiny hand works overtime and then I hear her little gasp. I pull back from kissing her and watch her eyes meet mine. Her face flushes and she moans just slightly, her fingers still, and she cums.
“Can I taste it?” I ask, and she nods as her cheeks turn a brighter shade of red and she bites her lip.
Somewhere in the back of my mind I think I hear someone knocking, but I ignore it. The only thing that matters right now is me getting to lick that sweet little pussy.
I move down her body and see her shorts are still pulled to the side, exposing her pink folds that are glistening with her release. I don’t hesitate as I lick between her warm lips and roll my tongue over her clit. She cries out and I know she’s probably sensitive, so I dip my tongue lower and into her so I can taste her creamy nectar. I growl against her and bury my face into her, covering my nose and mouth in it. I want it all over me like a badge of honor. It’s proof that tells everyone she’s mine and belongs to me.
“Maintenance!” I hear called out and without thinking I cover Teeny’s body with mine and growl at the intruder.
“Get out!” Teeny shouts and thankfully the back of the couch faces the front door so even if the person walked in they wouldn’t have seen anything. “Damn it,” she says as she tries to sit up, but I put a hand on her chest.
“Let me handle this. You stay right here.”
When I stand up my shorts are soaked in the front and my cock is pointing straight out. I somehow pushed down my boxer briefs but kept my shorts in place so that there was a thin barrier between us, something to stop me from taking her. I might not be able to fuck her, but I don’t need to if she keeps letting me do that to her.
I reach inside my shorts and try and stuff my cock into my underwear. It’s too big and hard now to make much of a difference, but when I glance at Teeny she’s watching me with her mouth open. Fuck, I’d love to let her lick me clean, but I need to go take care of the guy who just barged into her place.
“Bull?” she says softly as I go to take a step away from her, but when I glance down I see her hand reaching for me.
“Yeah, sweets?” I take her hand in mine and step closer to her.
“Can I see it?” she asks softly as she sits up on the couch and looks up at me through her lashes.
“See what?” I say, but I know good and well what she’s talking about.
With her free hand she reaches out and tugs at the edge of my shorts. “I’ve never seen one before.”
“Fuck.” I close my eyes tight and clench my fist.
I don’t tell her no or stop her when she pulls the edge of my shorts down a little and peeks inside. My head of my cock is already sticking out of the top so when she moves her finger it brushes the tip. I grunt as she pulls it down a little more and her face gets closer.
“It’s so big,” she says, but she’s talking to herself as she pulls it down farther to get a better look.
Before I know what’s happening she’s leaning forward and pressing her soft, full lips to the exposed tip.
“Teeny,” I warn because I’d love nothing more than to grab her hair and shove her mouth on me. But I can’t be rough with her. She’s so fucking little.
“I’m just doing what you did,” she says against the soft skin of my cock right before her tongue brushes across the tip. My vision blurs and I have to widen my stance as it goes around and around.
There’s a loud knock on the door and this time I don’t miss it.
“Goddamn it.” I grit my teeth and take her face in my hands as I gently take a step back. “We’ve got to stop this.”
“Sorry,” she says, licking her lips and smiling at me like the devil. She’s not sorry at all.
Once again I stuff my cock as best as I can into my underwear and then squeeze the base hard to get it under control. I walk funny to the door because it’s too fucking big between my legs, and I grab my shirt as I go. When I put it on, I open the door just a crack and see the maintenance man Jerry standing there.
“Hey Bull,” he says in confusion as he looks at the door and then looks across the hall to my place. “Everything okay?”
He says the question a little loud and looks over my shoulder.
“You can’t just come in a woman’s apartment like that,” I scold, and he holds up his tool box.
“She called for assistance and I told her when I’d be here.”
“Uh oh,” I hear Teeny say behind me.
“Whatever it is, I’ll take care of it,” I say and go to close the door.
“I’d like to hear that from the young lady herself,” Jerry says with an insistent tone, and I narrow my eyes at him. What’s he playing at?
“I’m fine,” Teeny says as she moves in front of me and speaks to Jerry. “I totally forgot about the call, but I’m sure I can get Bull here to help me,” she says and pats me on the chest.
I nod behind her, but she can’t see it and Jerry peers at me.
“Thanks for coming so quickly, I appreciate it,” Teeny says as she tries to close the door. But before she can, Jerry shoots out a hand to stop it.
“Are you sure? I can always come back later,” he offers again, and the hair on the back of my neck stands up.
I open my mouth to tell him to fuck off, but Teeny cuts me off.
“Quite sure. Have a good night,” she says and she closes the door in his face.
“I don’t like that guy,” I grumble, looking out of the peephole and watching him stand there for a long minute before he walks away.
“That’s just because he interrupted us,” she says, and I turn around to see her raise an eyebrow at me. “Maybe we should go back to where we left off?”
“As much as I want to keep going,” I say as I step towards her and cup her face with both my hands. “I think if you keep putting your mouth on me, I might go blind.”
“I could help you navigate the world,” she says, smiling at me.
I kiss her quickly and then press my forehead to hers. “I’m not going anywhere, Teeny. There’s no rush.”
Her stomach growls and I realize I never put away her groceries, and the ice cream she was so excited to try is probably a container of soup. She has the same thought as I do and we both rush into the kitchen to put the food away and get something to eat.