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Chase watchedas Larke lowered her eyes, gaping at his erection. She raised her gaze revealing dark eyes filled with raw desire. And fear. His dick was so hard, aching to relieve its tension inside her shapely body. Her skin was a flawless, smooth shade of dark brown. Her breasts were ripe and full, the nipples darker, almost black, compared to the rest of her body. The vision in front of him was everything that should’ve disgusted him, make his dick go limp.
Chase closed his hand over a breast, thumbing the beaded nipple. Larke was absolute perfection. That was the only way he could describe her. Inside and out, she was amazing, utter sweetness. When he noticed her eyes hesitantly shift to the tattoos on his upper body, his chest tightened, once again realizing how he must appear to someone as good as her.
Swallowing back his frustration, he cupped her face, kissing her lightly. “ I want you to look at me—my face. Look at me and know how much you mean to me. Forget the tattoos. They don’t mean a damn thing between the two of us.” For the first time, Chase honest to God wished he wasn’t covered in the hate-driven ink. That he wasn’t about to penetrate his black girlfriend while she had to look at and run her hands over the racist symbols that showed his hatred for people like her.
She nodded and gave him a smile that made his heart hammer and his balls draw up. Chase wondered if maybe he’d been told so many awful things about race mixing to prevent him from feeling the way he did right now. Larke’s smiling face, lashes lowered with desire and her rounded figure teasing him, telling him she was made just for him to spend hours upon hours holding on to her supple flesh while riding her, fucking her at his leisure. Coming over and over again, flooding her tight cunt with his cum. Overcome with the need to make her completely his, Chase lowered his head and captured a nipple between his lips. Her blunt fingertips grazed his scalp as she sighed softly.
His cock shot ramrod hard, cum churning inside his balls, desperate for release. Holding her by the hips, he hauled her up against him. She locked her legs around his waist as he cradled her to him and pressed forward for another kiss while caressing her curvaceous ass.
“I don’t want to wait any longer,” Larke said. She nuzzled the side of his face with her cheek. He laid her on the bed then grasped her at the ankles, parting her thighs wide. Chase groaned, racked with disbelief that she allowed him this tremendous pleasure. He eased between her legs, one hand on her hip, the other holding his cock with the heated tip pressed against her moist entrance. Stroking and caressing, he attempted to soothe her from the pain that was to come. Pressing forward, Chase pushed gently inside Larke’s small opening.
She curled her fingers around his forearm. Her plump lips parted and a tiny whimper traveled across the room. Fuck. He wasn’t even completely inside her and already she was in pain. Chase bit back a groan, because on his end, it felt so damn good. And that was just from her pussy squeezing the head of his dick. He took a deep breath, forcing the control he’d told her he had. The control he damn well better have when making love to the only girl who meant something to him.
“Does it hurt real bad?” He inhaled deeply, blocking out the voice screaming at him to pull out then thrust back in with a vengeance. Work the hottest pussy he’d ever been inside.
Larke shook her head and stroked his arm. “Good kind of pain.” She rolled her hips. Her lids went low and her tone dropped lower, dripping with desire. “I can’t believe we’re doing this. It’s starting to feel…” She sighed and bit her lip. “Wonderful. Like a dream.”
A dream? Hell, he hadn’t even started yet. Chase withdrew then thrust slowly, over and over until she clamped her legs hard around his hips. The sound of her low moans echoed inside the room. She bucked her hips, grounding against him like crazy. He grunted hard and held himself still, holding her waist, keeping her trapped beneath him. Unable to move. “Larke, baby. I know I told you I have a heap of control but I ain’t no saint. If you keep grinding on me like that, I’m gonna end up fucking you hard. Might hurt a whole lot with you not used to having a dick inside your pussy at all.”
Maybe Larke didn’t fully understand what she doing, but either way, Chase growled his surprise as she raised her head and swept her tongue along his lips. “I can take you,” she breathed. “I want to take you.” She squirmed beneath his hold, working her body against his. Her erotic movements caused his cock to surge even deeper into her soaked pussy.
His control slipped. Within a split second, it was shredded.Too good. Too much.Chase withdrew, let out a harsh grunt then thrust hard, savage. Her cry of surprise was music to his ears.
“Uh,” she cried over and over as he drove into her, balls deep and soaked in wetness. The bed dipped and wailed under the force of his thrusts. Beneath his own growls he could hear her crying out, “Oh God Oh God”, in between shouts of his name. Larke’s whimpering sent him over the edge. Her scream rose to a fevered pitch. Smooth thighs rubbed at his back. Her muscles clenched and unclenched, pulsating around his cock, buried deep within her channel. She was close to climax. He could bet his life on it. Larke was about to come because ofhisdick. The thought spurred him into frenzy. Chase couldn’t help or stop himself from fucking her like a beast. It was all too much… That he could’ve been denied ever knowing the unimaginable pleasure between her thighs. Denied knowing her as the only woman for him. For him alone. His girl to treasure. He held her gaze, drinking in the sight of her head lolling back and forth, her braids fanned out on the bed. Larke’s moans driving him insane as she came all around him.
Honeyed warmth flooded his cock, which was throbbing and swelling, pounding at her walls. He wouldn’t last. Chase held her firm, pumping hard and fast. He groaned as shot after shot of cum jetted from his cock into her pussy. Soon after she had emptied him of everything, he hung his head to hers and kissed her lips.
The pounding in his heart eventually slowed to a normal pace. He looked down at Larke, realizing he hadn’t stuck to his pledge. Her first time was supposed to have been gentle. Chase rolled to his side, noticing a speck of blood on his penis. Shit. Had he hurt her that badly? He glanced at her. She look…happy, even had her arms wrapped around his neck, smiling softly, like she was completely satisfied.
Easing away from her, he stroked her breast reassuringly because of the sudden flash of hurt on her face. “I’ll be right back. Just going to the bathroom.”
If he asked Larke she’d probably downplay her pain to spare his feelings. It was the kind of person she was. Chase strode into the bathroom, returning seconds later with a warm washcloth and knelt by the side of the bed.
“What are you doing?”
“Taking care of my lady.” He crooked a finger, ignoring the surprise on her face. “Now come over here and open up. I know you got a bit of blood down there, Larke. You don’t have to be shy.”
She peered at him, hesitant. “It’s fine. It’s supposed to happen, right?”
“I guess. Ain’t never had a virgin before. But I still wanna make sure I didn’t hurt you too bad. I wasn’t as gentle as I said I’d be. As I should’ve been.” He gave her thigh a light swat. “Come on, angel, don’t let me have to ask again.”
Larke slowly parted her legs. It was wicked really. He was supposed to be doing this to care for her, but the sight of her damp folds gaping open for him, was so damn sexy. His cock twitched, hardening again in response to her pussy looking slightly puffy and a bit swollen, on account of his size and the rough way he’d gone at her.
Should feel bad.
He was an animal, simply because hedidn’tfeel bad. In fact, Chase felt his chest swell with pride knowing she’d stretched to accommodate him. Only him. If he fucked her regularly, as he planned on doing, her tight little cunt would be molded to fit his cock like a glove. Aside from being swollen, he loved that her pussy was slick with traces of his semen glistening against her brown flesh. Red and brown. He swallowed hard, sobering at the tinges of blood.
Thankfully it wasn’t a lot. He brought the cloth between her labia and pressed carefully, wiping away the fluids.
“Thanks,” Larke whispered shyly.
Chase almost laughed at her shyness, considering she’d just given her virginity to him. Instead, he lowered his head and pressed a kiss to her center.
“Better?” He raised his head.
“Much,” she said on a breathy moan.
