She sighs softly, a breath, her lips parting as her eyes glimmer with misery. She really did think she had a chance. She really had genuine hope.
Her broken spirit tugs me, makes me want to take away her pain.
“You won,” she whispers softly.
“I did,” I answer, barely a whisper because all I can focus on is her beautiful lips.
“What do you want?” she asks, a husky purr.
“I want…” I narrow my eyes and knit my brows.
“You won, Bear. What do I have to give you?” she asks again.
Instead of answering her, I press my lips over hers and kiss her.
She gasps and hesitates, but as our mouths lock, her body relaxes beneath mine.
I slip my arm around her back and lift her so that her waist is arched upward. I move over her, spread her legs with my hips, and she moans softly as my engorged cock presses against her.
Her hands run over my sides, leaving a current of electric heat on my skin.
Her lips are so sweet, so soft, and inviting.
Maria digs her fingers into my bare skin. I can smell the salted perspiration from her workout. Everything about her is intoxicating. Everything is turning me on.
I grab a handful of her hair and pull softly so that she’s forced to tilt her head back. Trailing kisses over her neck, I work my way down her body, flicking my tongue against the thin fabric of her sports top until her nipples harden through it.
Shifting my body, I run my hand down her stomach and over her thigh, squeezing her soft, ample flesh. Savoring her curves.
When I brush my fingers between her legs, across her pussy, she squeals and lifts her hips up toward my touch.
“Mm, you like that, baby bird?” I growl.
She nods, biting her lower lip. Her face is flushed with desire.
Her eyes are flooded with need.
I kneel and grab the waist of her pants and pull them off her. She wiggles to help me remove the tight fabric.
Then she’s beneath me again, and all that’s covering her sweet little pussy is a thin layer of lace.
“Black,” I muse. “I pictured you in red or pink,” I tease her.
She blushes. “I…I can…”
“It’s gorgeous, baby bird. Anything would look incredible on you,” I tell her, slipping my finger beneath the lace panties and pulling them to the side.
Her eyes roll when I slowly slide my finger inside her. She shivers and gasps and reaches out to grab my arm as she panics for a second.
“What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?” I ask, concerned.
She shakes her head.
“I’ve…um…I’ve never done this before,” she murmurs, blushing deeply.
“You’re a virgin?” I whisper, shocked.
She nods, biting her lip. The level of desire I have for her as just rocketed through the roof. My cock is throbbing painfully, begging to be thrust into her little virgin pussy.
