Then, because I liked to be a little shit sometimes, I raised my hands, clasping them above my head as I rolled my hips. “Fuck, Kess. I love stretching out my virgin hole with your big cock.”
His mouth dropped open on a gasp, and I continued the undulating move. “So big and perfect. No one’s ever been inside me except for you. My body belongs only to you.”
“Unfair,” he said, stroking my belly. “You know what you’re doing.”
“I’m just your virgin whore, Kess. Here to make you feel good.”
“Dirty boy.”
“But I’m so, so pure.” I squeezed the muscle tight, then rolled my hips. “I barely even knew the touch of a man before you.” I dropped my hands down to play with my nipples. “And here you are, teaching me everything I need to know.”
Grabbing my hips as a counterpoint, he thrust up, and my eyes nearly rolled back into my head.
“Fuck.”
He chuckled. “There you are. Brat.”
“You’re getting so hard, Kess. Is that because you enjoy having a younger virgin bob up and down on your cock?” I asked, decadently lifting and lowering myself on him.
“Like you wouldn’t fucking believe.”
“Bet you can’t wait to see your cum dripping from this hole,” I said, repeating a hot line from one of my favorite romance novels.
His eyes darkened, and he punched up his hips, intensifying the sensation.
“Harder,” I demanded. “More.”
“Want me to fuck you like a little slut?”
I nodded, and all of a sudden I was pulled off him and thrown onto the bed.
“Hands and knees,” he commanded. I scrambled to obey and tilted my hips up at him, shaking my ass. He growled, took my hips, and slid inside. Far too carefully.
“I’m not made of glass, Kess. Fuck me like you want me.”
He didn’t need any further encouragement. Swinging his hips back, then thrusting them forward, he nailed that spot inside of me again and again and again.
“I like it when you act like a slut,” he said, leaning in to whisper in my ear. “But only for my cock.”
“Only you, Kess,” I promised, reveling in the heat at my back.
Just when I thought this couldn’t feel any better, he slid his hand, slick with lube, around to the front and began to jack me off in time with each thrust.
Jesus.
With every thrust, a different part of my body got in on the act. I could feel his rut in my lower belly, my prostate wasthrobbing, my hole stretching so deliciously that I could die a happy man, and my cock in his hand felt like a drug. Even with the perfect buildup, the orgasm hit me out of the blue, wrecking my mind as my body shook with the sudden release of pleasure.
I was making sounds even I hadn’t heard before, and his grunts grew more desperate. He cursed in my ear as he thrust and held, pulsing hot inside of me.
“I love you so much,” I cried out as the orgasm crested. “Fucking love you, Kess.”
“Mm, baby.” He wrapped me up in his arms. “I love you, too.”
We stayed in that position a few moments, allowing the orgasm to recede and reason to return. It didn’t take long for me to realize what I’d done.
I slowly looked behind me, barely able to meet his eyes. He winked.
“No take backs.”
