Then it clicks.
All that talk about taking it slow…was because he knows I’ve never been with a man before. It’s as touching as it is mortifying, but hell, I don’t want to talk about it. I’m twenty-two, for Christ’s sake. I shouldn’t be embarrassed by how long it’s taken me to get to this point, but…I am.
“I’m sure,” I say with enough conviction that I hope he doesn’t bring it up again. I can only handle so much embarrassment in one evening. He nods, reading the truth in my expression, releasing my hands from his grip.
With my heart hammering against my ribs, I tug down his sweatpants and free his cock. I tear my eyes from his to glance down and holy shit, he’s massive. “Oh,” I gasp, unable to help myself. Nerves set in as I stare at his engorged shaft, red and angry, leaking precum and…maybe he had cause to be worried for me.
“Amelia…fuck!” he growls when I wrap my hand around him. Pleased with the reaction, I lean in and run my tongue over the tip of his shaft, experimentally licking around the little hole dripping with precum. His hips jerk off the couch with a loud growl that makes me want more. To get more out of him. “Jesus Christ, Amelia. What are you doing to me?”
“Learning,” I say with a wicked grin before tilting my head to the side to lick his massive cock from base to tip like icecream, tasting the salt of his precum on my tongue. “Hmm,” I hum at the flavor.
“Taste it,” he growls. “I want that sexy little mouth wrapped around my cock.” I push up, keeping my eyes on his as I slowly slip his massive girth into my mouth, choking on it. “Yes, just like that, angel. Slowly this time.” I pull back and allow air to fill my lungs before going in for a second try, taking it easy the second round and pushing in until my eyes well with tears. Hawk makes a deep, guttural noise that makes the moment worth it, and I hold as long as I can before pulling out, coughing and gasping for air. It takes a few more tries before I manage to bob my head over his shaft without choking. “Fuck, baby, yes, take my cock!”
He groans when I pull back. “Teach me how you like it,” I whisper. My voice is slightly raspy, and with how his eyes flare, I can tell he likes that. “Show me.”
I gasp when he grabs a fistful of my hair and guides my head to bob on his lap. He pushes me down to take more before pulling me up until we develop a rhythm. Soon, the room is filled with obscene slurping noises. His breathing gets more fevered and my body grows wildly aroused. The thought of kneeling in front of my hot neighbor while I choke on his cock should be mortifying and not arousing but…I’m so wet, my sex pulsing achingly to the point of madness.
“Fuck, I’m going to come, baby,” Hawk growls, tugging me back by my hair and removing his cock from my mouth. “I need to be inside of you.”
I want that too. I’ve wanted it from the moment he first touched me.
Hawk grabs my arms and pulls me off my knees and onto his lap seconds before he slams his mouth down on mine. Ibarely notice it when he climbs to his feet and carries me to his bedroom, too lost in the taste of him. He lowers us both to the bed and I’m already tugging at his shirt as he does so. We break apart for him to tear it off his shoulders before his mouth is back on mine.
Our hands are a frenzy of need as we work to undress each other. His impatient hands rip at my blouse before attacking my bra next. He pushes back from the kiss to glance down at my naked breasts, groaning as he dips his mouth down to take a bud between his lips. I moan, back arching off the bed and pushing into the eager mouth suckling at my nipple.
“Hawk,” I sob as pleasure builds in my core. It’s so strong it threatens to drown me, and it nearly does when he slicks his hand under my skirt and tugs at my thong so it presses against my throbbing clit, sending a rush of blinding pleasure. “Oh God!” I sob, my sex pulsing with need as he drags my thong over it even as his mouth moves to tease my other nipple. I’m practically trembling when he pulls back, tears gathering in my eyes from the intensity of it all.
I thought I knew what to expect when I asked for this. He’s given me multiple orgasms over the last couple of days, but he never egged me on in this way. Never teased me to the point of madness.
“I can never seem to get enough of tasting you,” he rasps as he kisses the spot between my breasts. He slips a finger under my thong and tugs it down my thighs before ripping it completely off me. I jolt hard on the bed when he slicks his digit between my folds to tease my swollen bud; it aches so much it hurts. “Or worshipping this perfect body. Every inch of it is curved and molded to tease me.”
“Please,” I sob as he slides his finger through the wet valley of my sex, promising relief but never quite bringing me there. “Hawk…please.”
“What do you want, baby?”
“You.” The word comes out in a shuddering breath. He’s the only thing I seem to ever want these days. Being around him fulfills me in ways I never imagined and I don’t ever want it to stop. “Please.”
“Then you’ll have me,” he says, ripping my skirt down my hips and leaving me completely naked. I’m practically trembling when he gets rid of his own pants and settles between my legs. “Are you ready for me to put my cock in your tight pussy?”
“Oh, yes,” I whimper, wrapping an arm around his shoulders in a desperate urge to feel his naked skin pressed against mine. “Fuck me, Hawk.”
His eyes fire up and he grips his cock at the base, positioning the head at my entrance and slowly rubbing at it. “You’re mine, Amelia,” he growls harshly against my lips. “I’m going to fuck you so hard and mark your tight little pussy with my seed.”
“Oh God, yes,” I whimper, rocking my hips against him, desperate to find relief for the ache. “Take me…oh!”
My eyes flutter closed when he starts easing his cock into my sex. There’s a mix of pleasure and a sharp pain that feels like he’s splitting me open. I dig my nails into his back as he inches into me, holding my breath and bracing for the blinding pain I’ve heard about.
He holds still for a moment, his breath whistling in my ear. “Are you okay, angel?” he whispers, his voice thick with need.
“Yeah,” I pant, slowly rocking forward as I allow myself to get used to the new sensation. I realize that he’s giving me a moment to adjust before he starts inching deeper. He does this a couple of times, stopping to kiss my neck and face when I whimper in discomfort.
“Shh, it’s okay, baby,” he murmurs, his mouth seeking mine in a kiss meant to comfort me even as his hand drops between us to tease my clit, rubbing the bud in tight circles. “I’ll make it better in a moment, angel. I promise you.”
“You already are,” I whimper, rocking against his digit as the pleasure quickly takes over and the discomfort fades. “Oh!”
“Fuck, angel, you have no idea how hot you look with my cock halfway into your tight pussy,” he growls as he rubs faster at my clit until I climax. My hips arch off the bed and my sex pulses hotly around him, and I’m still trembling when he rocks forward hard, filling me with his massive girth. “Oh God!”
“Amelia—”
