He took off the other sock, then waved his finger toward me. I bit my lip and slid my yoga pants over my hips and down my legs, bending as I stepped out of them, holding them in front of my body as I stood straight again. “Jeans,” I directed.
He kept eye contact with me as he unbuttoned his fly and pushed his jeans from his hips, letting them pool at his feet. He continued to stare at me as he kicked them into the corner. Crossing his arms, he cocked his head and I threw my pants into the corner with his jeans and grinned, raking my eyes over him this time. He was already hard, and I could see he was rather large from the silhouette behind his boxer briefs.
I met his eyes again. I didn’t want to completely freak out about the size of his dick about to destroy my vagina, so I took a deep breath and forced a smile.
“You’re okay, baby,” he assured.
“I’m gonna have to trust you on that.”
“I appreciate the fuck outta the fact you are, Letti. I promise, I’ll make you feel so good, you won’t remember the tiny bit of pain.”
I nodded.
He smiled, stepping toward me, and cupping my face. “You are so fucking beautiful, sweetheart.”
I slid my hands up his chest. “So are you.”
He moved his hands from my face, slipping them down my body and squeezing my bottom as he kissed me gently. “Don’t move,” he whispered, kneeling in front of me and grasping my thighs as he pressed his face between my legs.
I wove my hands into his hair, hard to do when he’d braided it, but I needed to hold onto something, or I’d fall down. As he tongued my panties directly over my clit, I could barely keep my legs from shaking, but when he slid them down my legs and covered my mound with his mouth, I let out a whimper and bent to brace my hands on his shoulders. “I won’t be able to stand up for this, honey.”
He rose to his feet, lifting me and settling me gently on the bed, kissing his way down the inside of one thigh, then running his tongue across my clit before sucking it gently into his mouth. I slid a leg over his shoulder and dug a heel into his back as he sucked harder. I whimpered, arching into his mouth, the softness of his beard against my lips making me shiver.
I fisted my hands into the comforter as he slid a finger inside of me, his thumb pressing against my clit as he kissed his way up my body, then ran his tongue over a nipple. I let out a gasp as my body shuddered unexpectedly and I felt wetness between my legs.
“So fucking beautiful,” he breathed out, kissing me gently. “I’m gonna get a condom, and then I’m gonna take my time with you. Okay?”
I nodded, unable to speak.
“You okay?” he asked.
I cupped his face and stroked his beard. “I’m so, so very good, honey.”
“You’re gonna be even better in a minute,” he promised, rolling over and grabbing a condom out of the nightstand drawer. He stepped out of his boxer briefs and I looked away in an effort to keep from freaking out. He stretched back out on the bed and hovered over me. “I want you to look, baby.”
I shook my head.
He chuckled, and took my hand, guiding it between his legs. He hadn’t put the condom on yet so I had nothing between my hand and his cock.
“Oh my god,” I groaned, unable to stop myself from wrapping my hand around his girth, sliding my hand up and down. “It’s so soft.” He let out a quiet hiss when I squeezed gently, and I met his eyes. “Sorry, does that hurt?”
“No,” he said on a grunt. “It feels incredible.”
I leaned down and licked the tip and Aero sat up. “Okay, we need to pause or I’m gonna come a lot sooner than I want to.”
That made me feel good. It made me feel powerful, and I grinned. “Why is that a problem?”
He cupped my face, running his thumb over the apple of my cheek. “I don’t want to come until I’m inside you. So, I’m gonna roll the rubber on and you’re gonna straddle me. You’ll have all the control and can stop if you need to.”
“Then can I suck it?”
He closed his eyes briefly and took a deep breath. “Stow that sexy mouth for the moment, Violet. I’m holding on by a thread here.”
“Sorry,” I said, then grumbled under my breath, “Not sorry.”
He opened, then narrowed his eyes. I bit my lip and tried to look contrite as he donned the condom, then stretched out on his back. “Climb on, baby.”
I straddled him like I did a bike, settling my palms on his chest.
