The pressure is a little uncomfortable, but nice—nothing I can’t handle—and the more he stretches me, the better it feels. He twists his hand to a different angle and rolls hisfinger somewhere deep inside that sends a profound, throbbing pressure building within me.
“Oh fuck yeah,” I moan, rolling my hips, wanting him deeper, harder.
“I need to fuck you. I want to wait, but I need to have you here. Now.”
“Yes.” I want nothing more. I forget my fear of what is to come and instead revel in the sight of him as he straightens and rips open his jeans, unzipping his pants. His cock catapults into his hand, and he watches me watch him stroke his cock.
He’s hugeeeee.
I meet his eyes, and I know he knows what I’m thinking.
“It’ll fit. I promise.”
I nod and bite my lip, waiting for him. He wrenches me to the edge of the seat and presses his cock against the entrance of my cunt. The feel of him there is nice, like my body knows what it wants and craves without ever knowing why.
“I’m going to watch myself stretch your beautiful pussy.”
I wrap my legs about his waist, feeling warmth yet again gush between my legs. Just him talking to me makes me horny, makes me eager for whatever else he has in store for me.
He clasps the tops of my thighs and presses into me. He’s huge, and I fear he’s not going to fit.
“Breathe, Dallen. I’ll fit. I promise.”
I nod and try not to freeze up. He stops pressing into me and rolls his thumb over my clit. I’m transported immediately to pleasure, to forgetting the uncomfortable pressure between my thighs, and instead, the feel of him inside me and him teasing me with his fingers is too much and yet not enough.
“I feel so full, so achingly full.”
“You’ll feel better soon—I promise you that. I’m going to make you come on my cock.” He leans down and kisses me for the second time. I need this to want him so much. He kisses medeep and long, his tongue teasing mine as slowly I feel him press all the way into me.
“That’s it, beautiful. I’m in… Now for the fun part.”
FOUR
STEPHEN
She’s so tight,a perfect fit. My balls ache, and I want to come, but I won’t. Not yet, but soon. Very soon.
Never have I seen such a beautiful sight as the one that lies before me. Dallen is stunning, hot as fuck, and so goddamn responsive that just the thought of having her makes me take things in the car a little further than I should. I could at least make it back to my apartment.
I’ll owe my driver an apology and a beer after this.
But no. Here I am, fucking a woman I met at the bar half an hour ago and with no damn regrets about it. I thrust into her and she moans, her fingers digging into my hair. I like the pain. I want to feel more of it, if it means I’m bringing her pleasure.
“That’s it, Pumpkin. Take all of me.”
She makes a sweet mewling sound, and damn it all to hell, I struggle not to spend early. My balls ache, and never has my cock been so hard, so ready to explode. I lean back and watch her take my meat. She stretches with each thrust, her cunt writhing and pulling at my dick until I think I can’t stand it a moment longer.
“Stephen…”
My name on her lips has me pull free. I’ll come if I listen to her husky, whispered words a moment longer and stay deep at the same time. I slump onto the seat beside her, and she turns to look at me. I can see the need, the desperation in her eyes for us to continue. I will, of course, but I need a moment.
Jesus, I’m like a virgin all over again. Two pumps and I’ll come.
“Come and sit on my lap,” I order her. At least with that position, she can control the depth, the speed at which we fuck. I have less control, and sometimes that is hotter than me fucking a woman until I hear her scream.
“On your lap?” She moves, even though I hear the question in her words. She straddles my legs, and I clasp her ass, hoisting her up against my cock. She rubs against me, teases her wet cunt against my hard-as-fuck cock, and I close my eyes, grit my teeth, and pray not to spill all over her pretty black dress before I hear her sweet cry of release.
“Like this?”
