“I bet I could say the same about you.” I reach for him, eager to return the favor. But before I can, he stops me.
“Only one way to find out, Em.” Hayes scoops me up in his arms like I weigh nothing. “But not here. I want you in my bed. I need to be inside you. Then you can taste all you want, sweetheart.”
He carries me through the house and into his bedroom, shutting the door behind us and plopping me in the middle of his bed.
“Take your bra off, Em,” he commands while discarding his shirt and shucking his jeans.
Hayes slides off my pantiesfinally.And peels off his boxers.
His cock flexes and my mouth waters. I’ve never really been into blowjobs but with Hayes, I realize, I want to explore it all.
His taught abs and broad shoulders are more defined than I remember from our high school days. I mean, of course they are. I know he spends time working out to stay in shape. Has to. Grown-up Hayes is a sight to behold.
“Em, you keep looking at me like that and I won’t be able to control myself.”
“I’m actually counting on that.” I lick my lips and brazenly spread my legs for him. Feeling bolder than I ever have before, I run my hand down my chest, over my soft stomach, and reach between my legs. Rubbing my soaked pussy that’s ready and waiting for him.
“Jesus Christ.” Hayes hisses and strokes his cock. “Em,” his voice cracks.
“What are you waiting for?”
“I…” I can see the muscles in his neck move as he swallows. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You would never,” I tell him, knowing it’s the absolute truth.
Hayes grabs my ankles and yanks me to the end of his bed. He runs his cock through my slick heat and then he’s pressing into me. Inch by agonizing inch. Once it feels like he’s buried to the hilt, he props my ankles on his shoulders and leans forward, his cock going even deeper.
“Hayes.” I grip his biceps and beg him to move.
“I feel like I’m in heaven,” he groans and kisses me.
He starts moving, thrusting in and out of me with feral need..
“Do you know how long I’ve dreamed about this, Em? How many times I jerked off to thoughts of what it would feel like to be buried inside you?”
I shake my head. “Tell me.”
“Probably since I was at least sixteen. My God. I wanted to be your first. To claim you. Ruin you for anyone else,” he says, panting between every thrust. “I always knew it would be like this. Fucking perfect. Your curves. Your tits. This pussy. All of it.”
His confession breaks me open and sends me screaming over the edge into an orgasm so intense that I feel a huge gush. My mind, and the world around me, goes utterly still.
“Fuck, Em! That was so fucking hot.” Hayes reaches between us and plays with my clit. The sensation is even more intense than before. “Are you going to do that again for me? Squirt all over my dick?”
“I…I don’t know if I can?” I’ve certainly never done it before. I want to be embarrassed, but how can I be when Hayes is so into it?
“I’m damn sure going make sure we both enjoy trying,” he chuckles. His dick twitches inside me with the vibration.
He runs the back of his hand across his forehead, wiping away the sweat forming there, but doesn’t stop.
Hayes leans in even closer, giving attention to my boobs with his mouth. This time, I sense the slow orgasm building. Higher and higher with each move of his hips.
“So close, Em. So fucking close.” He nips at my lips. “You gonna come with me, babe? Hm?”
A moment at least a decade and a half in the making, it hits me like a freight train. Everything feels stronger. More vibrant and earth-shattering. It’s a feeling I can’t quite explain. “Holy shit. Yesssssss.” My nails dig into Hayes’ skin. A kaleidoscope of color explodes behind my eyelids, but I force myself to openthem and focus on Hayes. I don’t want to miss a second of any of this.
“Damn, Em. So tight. You’re milking my cock, baby. Ah. Shit. Fuuuck, yes.” His body tenses, his eyes lock with mine, and I can feel his release spilling inside me while I come down from my own orgasm.
Hayes lets my legs rest around his hips now, and rests his head against my shoulder, refusing to let me go. “Fuck, Em. I got so caught up that I forgot a condom. I’ve never…”
