“You already have…” she breathed. “The first time you kissed me, I couldn’t even remember what his felt like. I couldn’t remember anything—not one touch.”
“Well, let me just solidify that—in stone, forever and ever, amen.”
Justin hooked his fingers into the top of her panties, and slid them down her legs and off her feet. He stood, taking her up with him, then laid her gently back down on the bed. With one knee on the mattress, he gripped his cock and grinned.
“I’m as hard as I’ve ever been, sugar—are you ready for me? Spread those pretty legs so I can feel how wet you are.”
Blythe did as she was told and opened her knees wide. She knew how wet she was. She could feel it practically spilling out of her.
Air caught in her throat as she felt him climb on top of her and reach to press a single finger inside, then two.
“Damn, baby…you couldn’t be anymore ready if you tried. Feel how easy these two fingers fit inside?”
His thumb was on her clit as he continued to push his fingers in and out, circling and moving in acome hithermotion that made her think she was going to come again right there.
His voice was hushed and low when he spoke to her. “My dick is a lot bigger than these, sugar—so it might take a bit, but I know you can do it.” He leaned back, gazing at her every fold and crevice on display. “Fuck, baby…this precious pussy was madefor my cock. We’re gonna fit together like lock and key—tongue and groove.”
Blythe gazed into his gentle, yet blazing ocean blue eyes. How was this man everything all at once? The way he cared—he could’ve taken her quick and dirty, and she would’ve let him, too. But instead, he was taking his time and making sure she was in prime condition first.
“I trust you, Justin. Take me. I want you so bad. I’m not afraid, put me on your cock.”
Justin’s mouth came down and crushed hers, devouring her as he pulled her up and onto his lap.
“Sit on it, sugar. Take your time, breathe as you go down, and it’ll fit, just like I promised.”
“One condition, cowboy—you come inside of me and don’t you dare try to pull out. I didn’t save myself and go through hell to get this far and not have all of you.”
He reached around her, squeezing the plush globes of her ass, and with a deep gravel in his voice replied, “Yes, ma’am.”
Justin lifted her hips and she hovered over his cock. Blythe lowered herself onto him and groaned as she sat, slowly inching her way down his shaft. It was the best kind of pain, tight and searing, but glorious at the same time.
When she finally took him in completely, a sigh of ecstasy blew from her lips. The fullness she felt was unreal.
“This is what my pussy’s been missing? I think I’ve been starving up until now.”
Her hips began rocking, slow and smooth at first—but once she found her rhythm, her confidence broke loose and she rode him like wildfire.
Justin leaned back and moved with her, his motion in perfect sync with hers. She could feel his hands squeezing her hips and roaming her body. The guttural moans echoing off the walls from them both only made her fly higher.
“That’s it, baby, keep going—you’re doing so fucking good!” He arched his neck back and growled, his hands clinging to her hips, fingers digging into her skin. “I don’t know how much longer I can hold on, sugar. No one has ever ridden this cock the way you do.”
Justin sat up and flipped her over with brute strength and power. It was incredible how smooth he was. With him on top, she could experience the euphoria brought by his long, powerful thrusts.
She lifted her head to watch his hips move, and his massive cock dive in and out of her.
“Yes!” She begged, “Keep going, cowboy, I’m going to come again… Holy shit, I’m going to come again.”
Justin broke from his trance for a split second to grin and palm one of her breasts.
“Hang on, sugar, I’m about to give you everything you asked for!”
Her mouth was open, gasping as his thrusts came faster. Their eyes were locked, burning through each other with an intensity hot enough to melt steel. Suddenly, without warning, they both met their bliss—clinging to each other, bodies writhing and trembling until the afterglow took over and they came down from their high.
Justin held himself up with one arm on the pillow next to her head. With his opposite hand, he smoothed the wild hair from her face, his gaze and his next words burrowing deep into her soul. “You will only sleep in this bed from now on, every night, wrapped in my arms with my cock buried deep inside of you. Because this is our room, do you understand?”
She reached up to touch his face and whispered, “I wouldn’t have it any other way, cowboy.”
She was at a point of complete surrender, the feeling all-encompassing.
