“Good girl,” I murmur against her lips.
She tastes like honey and salt. Sweet and tangy just for me. I don’t stop when her thighs clamp around my head. Or when she cries my name, her walls clamping down on my tongue as liquid arousal pours into my mouth.
I lick her pussy like it’s my new favorite treat because it is. Her thighs are still quivering when I start circling her clit, intent on pushing her towards a second orgasm.
“Reid,” she pleads in a broken voice.
My only answer is my tongue’s firm flick across her clit. I’ll stop when I’m ready. When she’s boneless and drunk with pleasure.
“I can’t—” her voice cuts off abruptly as I start strumming the sensitive bundle of nerves. Then she whispers, “It’s too sensitive.”
Fingers delve into my hair, not to push me away, but to bring my mouth closer. Her words carry no weight as she urges me on, nails pricking my scalp in a silent demand.
My fingers bite into the supple flesh of her thighs as I lick her mercilessly. Her first time will hurt, and I can’t promise either of us that I’ll last long enough to make it pleasurable for her. My balls ache and all I want is to bury my cock as deep as it’ll go and fill her pussy to the brim with my seed. I won’t stop until it’s dripping out of her like pearlescent tears.
“More,” she urges when she’s close. I’m already there, circling the swollen nub exactly the way she likes.
She falls apart, my name on her lips and her thighs shuddering around my head. It’s more than a man deserves. But fuck am I a greedy bastard.
Her walls are still pulsing when my hips settle between hers. I don’t wait for her to finish. My cock nudges her entrance, and then I plunge balls deep inside her. Hot and warm, I almost come immediately. She gasps, her eyes meeting mine, the blue overtaken by the darkness of her pupils.
“Fuck, you feel amazing,” I moan. She’s clamping down on me, her muscles milking my cock, and it’s almost too much.
She doesn’t agree. Her heels dig into the base of my spine, urging me into motion.
“I’m never letting you out of this bed,” I tell her as I pull back before sinking forward. I’m trying to go easy on her to make up for the callous way I shoved my cock into her, but she’s not having it.
“Reid,” she says, voice husky with need. “If you don’t shut up and fuck me, I’m going to—”
The rest of her threat is lost to a low moan as I begin fucking her in earnest. I’ll die of blue balls before I disappoint her.
“Harder,” she orders.
Fucking hell. I shift my grip until I’m holding her hips with bruising intensity and I start pounding my cock into her pussy. If she wants hard, I’ll give it to her.
She continues on like that. Issuing orders and demands like my sole purpose is to serve her pleasure at her command. Smart woman, my Jodi.
Our bodies slap together, the sound aggressively loud and filthy. I’m being too rough with her for her first time, but she won’t let me be gentle. She urges me on, heels and nails digging in where she clutches me close.
“Fuck,” she whispers when she comes. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
Silken heat grips my cock and this time I don’t hold back. As her pussy milks my cock, I spill inside her, hot sticky seed coating her walls, as she screams my name.
Back slick with sweat and feeling completely drained I fall onto the bed beside her. My cock slips out, still hard, and I watch as some of my seed follows suit dripping onto the sheets.
I start to get up planning to fetch a washcloth to clean us, but she stops me with a firm hand on my arm.
“Not yet,” she says. Despite what we just did she still blushes as she tries to explain how much she likes my seed filling her.
“Give me fifteen minutes and I’ll give you more,” I tell her before kissing her softly.
“Ten,” she whispers back.
My grin makes my cheeks burn, and I seal our promise with another kiss.
“Deal.”
Jodi
