It’s impressive work, really.
I shimmy out of it and toss it to the floor, and his hands are immediately back on my breasts, his fingers pinching my nipples as he tests how much pressure he can exert to get a moan out of me. I want a moment of silence for his abs, but his body is pressed to mine, so I dig my nails into his shoulders instead—more intensely the harder he pinches my nipple, and less so when he goes lighter.
His mouth moves from mine and trails down to take one of my nipples in his mouth, and it sends a shot of need straight through to my pussy.
I let out a loud grunt, and he increases the pressure from his mouth. My God, that feels good, and I feel like I could fall apart just from a little nipple play.
But not yet.
Not before I feel him inside me.
Not before I give him my virginity.
I let out a shaky breath as I realize what’s about to happen, and excitement seems to course through my veins.
I’m about to lose my virginity to Dex Bradley.
This is the stuff dreams are made of.
CHAPTER 26: Dex Bradley
Enough Foreplay
I could do this all night.
Her tits are absolute perfection. I’ve dreamed of what they look like since I first saw her in that black dress at the charity event where I hit Jensen Bybee, when I was waiting for one of them to fall out on the roller coaster and it never did.
And now one is in my mouth as the other is in my hand, and fuck, they’re everything I dreamed they’d be.
I may be an ass man, but I can still appreciate some good tits. And these right here are somegoodtits. The best that have ever been in my mouth.
Jesus.
I’m further gone than I realized.
It’s probably enough against-the-window foreplay. I think I’m ready to take this somewhere more comfortable.
But I also can’t seem to make myself move from right here. I’ve always kept foreplay brief to get to the main event, but for the first time…I don’twantto rush to the main event.
I want to take my time.
I want to worship her body. I want to watch her fall apart with my fingers and my tongue first, and then I want to fuck her until she falls apart from my cock. First I’ll take her pussy, and another time, I’ll take her ass.
Once we do this, she’s mine.
I’ve never told a woman I’m falling for her, and maybe that’s what makes this so different. I thought it was because she’s a virgin, but hearing her tell me that she’s falling for me too made me realize it has nothing to do with her virginity and everything to do with the fact that there are actual real, deep feelings here between us.
Andthatis a new experience forme. I’m no virgin, but she’s still managing to give me something new.
I lift her up so she’s straddling my waist, and her tits are still at the perfect level for me to keep sucking on as I carry her through the penthouse, stopping every so often to kiss her, to hold her against the wall, to take her tits in my mouth. She holds my head against her tit as I suck hard on her nipple, and she cries out when I let it go with a loud pop.
“God, Dex, that feels so good,” she moans.
“Your tits are pure perfection.” I take her other nipple between my lips, and I move my tongue back and forth over it until it’s a hard, tight bud for me.
I thrust my hips up toward her, and I know I’m going to fuck her like this someday, but not for her first time. She has to get used to me, my size—to all of it—before I get too creative with her.
I let go of her tits and carry her into my bedroom. I was going to detour to the couch, but the condoms and lube are in my nightstand, and this way we can just go to bed afterward.
