“Is your little virgin pussy ready for me, little lamb?”
My core tightens with the sound of his deep voice, and my second orgasm of the day washes over me, this time spilling into his mouth as he circles my clit and bites at the lips of my pussy.
I never thought that biting would feel good at a moment like this, but it does. It feels life changing. Somehow every sensation is heightened by the soft scrape of his teeth.
“Fuck!” he growls as he sits up from between my legs, the massive sight of his cock bobbing before me like nothing I’ve ever seen before.
I want to touch it, lick it, and put it inside of every open part of my body. I want to know what it feels like to have it inside of me, spreading my tight little channel, as I drain it fully.
“I don’t have a condom.” He brushes his hand down over his face. “I didn’t think about it until now.”
“Do we need one?” I pant. “I can’t wait. I need you inside me.”
He growls low. “We’re not thinking straight, but I don’t know if I can stop myself, little lamb. I want to fill you up.” He strokes his dick at my entrance as he talks, his eyes glazed over, his voice rough and wired like he’s gone feral.
“So fill me up, Jake.” As the soft words leave my lips, I reach for his forearm, tugging him closer. “I want you to come inside of me.”
My clit throbs as he inches forward and slides into my hot, slick entrance.
“Don’t look away,” he groans, pushing into me further. “I want to watch your pretty face as this virgin pussy is stuffed.”
I stare up at him, studying the wild sprawl of his dark hair, the darkness in his gaze, the strong width of his shoulders, and the way his muscles move the dark ink on his biceps. He slides in further, his thickness spreading me wide until there’s a pinch of pain.
“You okay, little lamb. Should I stop?”
“No!” I pant and grip tighter to his arms. “Never stop! Go harder! It’s just new. I’m stretching for you.”
He leans in and kisses the top of my head with a groan before rocking into me with slow, steady thrusts. In and out, slow and hard, his gaze never leaving mine.
Whoever said a woman couldn’t come like this wasn’t dealing with a big enough dick, because I’m about to explode all over this guy.
“That’s right, baby. Look right at me while you come hard on this cock.”
He fucks me harder and faster until he hits another spot that is pure ecstasy. It’s extra sensitive, and when the tip of his cock thrusts in and touches it, my eyes roll back in my head and every nerve in my body relaxes at once.
“Fuck!” he growls as he hits the spot again. “You’re so fucking tight. Come for me. Come hard. I’m gonna lose it.”
The words have barely left his lips when a heavy knock slams against the cabin door.
“Ignore it,” he growls. “Come for me. I’m gonna fill you up.”
The knocking is persistent, but we don’t stop. Not even for a second.
In fact, we keep fucking until Jake fills me up and I see stars. We keep fucking until his come is spilling out of my virgin pussy. We keep fucking until every last drop of pleasure is drained from our bodies and he collapses on top of me, the weight of him a welcomed pressure as he kisses my lips.
“You understand this isn’t fake anymore, right? You’re mine.”
I smile and nod softly as the relentless knocking continues. “I’m yours.”
Chapter Eight
Jake
I don’t want to move but the sound of Charlotte’s mother screaming from outside is a motivation I didn’t expect today.
“Charlotte Andrea, you get your ass out here right now!” I have no idea what would prompt her up here in the middle of a snowstorm, but nothing is a surprise anymore this week.
“I’ll handle this,” I say, kissing Charlotte’s head. “Why don’t you go climb into bed for round two.”
