I slide my hand between her legs, and I’m shocked by how wet she is.
I move away from her, down her body. “I want to taste you, your beautiful sweetness,” I growl.
“No,” she gasps, pulling me back up. “No, Kristopher. I want tofeel you,” she pleads, her eyes flooded with a feverish heat that I cannot resist.
“Are you sure?” I whisper, pushing her legs open with my hips.
She nods, biting her lower lip.
I take my cock in my hand, feeling it pulse and throb, the vein thick against my finger as I rub my tip over her soaked pussy.
She moans, a soft gasp as I position myself between her legs.
Pushing forward, my cock slides into her, just an inch. I pause. Watching her face, her gorgeous golden eyes are locked into mine, she’s biting hard into her lower lip.
I push another inch forward, and she gasps, a sharp breath, and bites down again.
“Is it hurting?”
“Don’t stop,” she breathes.
I move slowly, her pussy tight around me. Each time I slide deeper, I pause and let her body adjust to my size until finally, the pure ecstasy of being buried all the way inside her becomes a reality.
Now I’m pausing for myself. My cock is so deep in her that nothing else exists. I gently rock in very small circles, savoring every twitch, every muscle spasm. Her breathing is heavy, and her fingers are digging into my shoulders again.
This is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever experienced. And I’ve waited an eternity to be exactly where I am now.
“Are you still okay, little one?” I ask, a whisper in the darkness of my bedroom.
She nods. “Yes.”
Slowly, I slide out and push into her again. Her pussy is more relaxed, her nails not biting at my skin as badly anymore.
Then pleasure takes over, and while Georgie lies beneath me, pinned down by my body, wrapped in my arms, I begin to make love to her.
Each movement is a testament to my heart. Each gently push and pull, a line of poetry written only for her.
I wrap my hand around the back of her head and stare into her eyes as I move inside her. She’s watching me, connected, in this moment with me.
My body is enthralled, captivated; my soul is hers, my world is hers. She is my everything.
Chapter 16 - Georgie
Kristopher’s massive bulk is lying over me, his cock inside me, stretching me, moving, pushing, pulling…
I can’t tear my eyes off his gorgeous face, his gentle hands embracing me as he takes me in the most beautiful way. He is slow, careful, and despite his massive size, his throbbing, monstrous cock, all I feel is indescribable pleasure.
It builds, intensifying with each movement. It’s as though his entire being has swallowed me whole and the rest of the world is a distant dream. Everything is here and now. This moment is the only thing that exists.
My body becomes impatient and I bite my lip, rocking my hips up to meet his slow thrusts into me.
He chuckles, and the sound vibrates against my chest. “Do you want more, little one?” his deep voice is husky, controlled.
I nod eagerly.
He moves a little faster, and the pleasure explodes through me. A gasp escapes my lips and my heart races.
“Harder,” I whisper, closing my eyes, overwhelmed by him.
