I wait until she's laughing to gently slip two fingers inside her. Damn, she really is tight. I slowly tunnel them in and out, hoping to stretch her a bit. Honestly, I don't even know if she'll be able to take me this first time. But I do know she's going to give it her best shot.
I'm so hard it feels like my cock is trying to bore a hole right through my briefs. My vision blurs at the edges as I remove my fingers and thrust my tongue deep inside her several times. Then I attempt to add a third finger, moving slowly as my tongue circles her button, listening to the way her breathing changes.
Laila is less shy about being naked in front of me this time. A surge runs through me at the thought of what she'll be like in a month. A year. A decade. The more comfortable she gets around me, the more confident and assertive she'll be. I know it.
Her delicious wet warmth is gathering on my tongue and across her sex as I lazily roll my tongue around. Finally, I hear that telltale catch in her breath as her stomach twitches, her thighs tightening around my ears.
It's a huge turn-on to watch the pressure building inside her, aching for release. My palm flips up, then I carefully stretch mymiddle finger along the top of her inner wall until I find what I hope is the right?—
"Oh!" she squeals. "That is…intense…"
I lick across her entire clit now, my fingers moving at a steady pace, letting her sink into her pleasure. Her eyes meet mine, no longer soft and uncertain. There's a blaze of fire as she grips my shoulder tightly, curling forward. Her mouth opens in a broken cry and her entire body begins to twitch, grinding her pussy against my face as I lap up her juices.
Then she falls back with a moan. "That was…I can't even…”
My head swivels so I can drag my teeth along her sensitive inner thigh, then I give her a tiny love bite that makes her squeal.
I use the distraction to tear off my shorts and crawl onto the bed, pulling her on top so she is straddling me.
My palms massage her breasts as she instinctively grinds against my unbelievably hard cock. Thank God I came so hard just a few hours ago. It would be much more difficult to control myself right now otherwise. Every time her opening is within an inch of the tip of my shaft, I get an urge to grab her hips and just thrust into her. Yet I restrain myself.
"What… What should I do?" Laila whispers, looking down at her hands resting on my chest.
"What do you feel like doing, beautiful?"
She grinds against me with a soft, breathy moan. "I want this inside me."
"Then go ahead. Take hold of it, angle it up, and be very careful to go slowly."
She nods, taking a deep breath that lifts her perfect breasts. They would be my entire focus, especially the taut rosy peaks, if it weren't for the distracting way her delicate hand is gripping the base of my shaft. She spreads her legs wider, dragging the head back and forth across her slit experimentally several times until it notches just barely inside.
This is a vision I will remember forever: my sweet, innocent angel slowly lowering herself down onto my hard, thick cock.
"Damn." Her eyes flutter closed as she manages to capture an inch, tentatively moving up and down. "Why do you have to be so big?"
I chuckle, trying not to shake. "You might appreciate that in a few weeks. But you don't have to take all of me tonight. Just as much as you want."
Laila nods. "Okay. Thank you."
I hold her hips, helping her move up and down on my cock with incrementally longer strokes. Her eyes are half-lidded as she concentrates, rocking cautiously. Then there’s a shift, and I manage to sink two inches deeper.
Her hands slap against my chest as she freezes, eyes wide.
“Baby, are you?—"
She's already grinning. "Yeah. I'm fine. It’s just…like I said before…intense."
I pull her close for a kiss, which seems to relax her. At this angle, she can shimmy back and forth a bit, working me slowly deeper.
Our hands caress and fondle everywhere we can reach, our bodies moving together, then suddenly I stop when I realize she's taken almost my entire length. Of course my focused girl managed that her very first time.
"Laila?"
"Yeah?"
I reach up and brush my thumb across her cheekbone. "Happy Valentine's Day."
Her soft smile makes her eyes twinkle in the candlelight. "Happy Val?—"
