My belly coils with nerves and lust as he slips his fingers beneath my panties and runs them through my already wet slit. I stare up through the viewing window as the rain pounds down against the panel. I run my fingers through his hair as he keeps sucking and begins to pump his digits in and out of me.
“Zahirah,” he moans. “I want you so much, but I want you to be sure. If you want me to stop, it needs to be now. I can make you come and we can cuddle, but once I take you, we can’t go back. It will change us … who we are to each other forever.”
“I know. I’m ready. It’s you. It’s always been you.”
CHAPTER 12
Our First
Bentley
“I know.I’m ready. It’s you. It’s always been you.” Zahirah’s words ring through my head, causing my heart to race.
I can’t believe what I’m hearing. As a matter of fact, I can’t believe what I’m seeing and feeling. Zah wants me to take her virginity.
This is really happening. There’s no turning back once this is done. I’ve thought about this so many times—never thinking it would really happen.
She’s allowing me to finger her, and it feels so good. She’s gorgeous. Her tits are so perfect.
She’s perfect. I’m excited as fuck but nervous as shit at the same time. This isn’t my first time, but this is Zah. It means more to me.
“Okay, if this is what you really want,” I breathe against her lips.
I capture the plush flesh with my lips and kiss her passionately as I continue to finger her. She moans as her tight pussy tightens around my fingers. When she throws her head back, breaking the kiss to cry out, I almost lose my mind.
I watch her come for me, taking her in beneath me. I’m almost too transfixed to make my next move. I’m painfully hard and know if I move things too fast, I’m going to come even faster.
Zah deserves more than that for her first time. With that in mind, I pull my hand from her panties and move to kiss my way down her neck, back to her breast I had in my mouth before. Flicking my tongue out against the tightened peak, I then blow on it.
“Bent, please,” she whimpers.
I turn my gaze back to hers and see the pleading in her eyes. I need to get us both undressed. I want to see the rest of her sexy body.
I guess she’s thinking the same thing as she pulls the other shoulder of her dress loose and begins to wiggle free of the dress. Reaching to help her, I peel the dress over her hips. My mouth waters when her little lacy black panties come into view.
She lies before me, looking like a dream. I release my belt and pull out my wallet to grab a condom before I forget in my excitement. I grow harder as I think of the day this won’t be necessary because she will be my wife.
That’s the dream, to one day go pro and live in a house with this girl right here. We’ll have kids and we’ll travel. Zah will have Olympic medals, and I’ll be the happiest husband in the world.
Placing the foil packet between my lips, I toss my wallet aside and unzip my pants. Zah sits up with her arm covering her breasts. I pull the condom from my mouth and cup the back of her neck to kiss her again.
She wraps her arms around my neck as I devour her lips. I lean in so she falls back once again. We continue to kiss as sheruns her hands down my back. I groan into her mouth and nip her bottom lip.
Taking my time, I kiss my way down her body. When I get to her belly button, I lick, kiss, and nip at the skin around it. Hooking my fingers into her panties, I drag them down her legs and toss them aside with her dress.
I suck in a breath as I look at her glistening lips. Even her pussy is pretty. I lower to my stomach and dive in for my first taste.
I need her nice and wet for me. It’s important to me that she enjoys this. My dad has been drilling in my head since I was fifteen that a woman worth keeping is a woman worth pleasing. Zah needs to be thoroughly pleased after tonight.
“If I do something you don’t like, talk to me. Tell me what you like, okay?” I say as I look up her body.
She nods as she bites her lip while looking back at me nervously. Opening her slick lips with my thumb, I dive in with my tongue. She tastes so fucking good.
I hum and groan as I get into it. Zah starts to move her hips against my face, bringing a smile to my lips. I give it my all as I see she’s enjoying it.
When I add my fingers with my tongue, she bucks away and turns to twist and turn away from me. Reaching for her thigh, I lock her in place as I keep devouring her.
“Oh my God,” she cries out.
