Page 13 of When We Were Them


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I slide a finger from her entrance to her clit and find her drenched. I can’t help but moan, and it mixes with her sounds of pleasure.

“You’re ready for me, but I think I’m going to take my time here right now.”

Her eyes widen, and she scrunches her forehead, looking confused. I’ll clear things up for her.

“First, I need to taste you.”

Her pupils dilate, and her lips part slightly.

“W-what do you mean?”

I can’t help but grin at her.

“I mean, I’m going to eat your pussy until you come all over my face.”

Her eyes almost pop out of her head, and I don’t break eye contact as I position myself between her legs. I watch her intently as I lick from her entrance to her clit and back. Her eyes are half closed, and she tugs her lower lip between her teeth.

I’m instantly addicted. As I continue, her pelvis rises off the bed, and the fucking sounds emanating from her almost make me come right then and there.

She tastes deliciously sweet, and I can’t get enough. The more she reacts, the more turned on I am. When I can tell she’s close again, I slip a finger inside her, then a second. She’s so tight, and I know she’ll feel spectacular around my cock.

That was the trick. As I fuck her with my fingers and my mouth simultaneously, she falls apart with pleasure.

I keep my face and fingers in place and revel in the sensation of her coming on me. She’s muffling her cries of pleasure into the side of a pillow, and I’m ecstatic with her responsiveness.

When she’s settled enough from the orgasm, I pull away from her. I reach over, grab the condom, and put it on. I glance at her again, and she’s panting. Her gaze drops to my mouth and lingers there for a few seconds, then returns to my eyes.

“Now. Please don’t make me wait, Al.”

I lean over her and enter her hot, tight pussy. Damn, she feels unbelievable around my cock. I move slowly because I don’t want to hurt her. I’m big, and she’s not. Still, the way she digs her nails into my shoulder blades and draws my upper body down onto her tells me she can take more of me. Once I bury myself fully in her, I still and take a deep breath, trying to gain control so I don’t come now and ruin the rest of our night. But, hell, her pussy feels like heaven.

“Al?” There’s a hint of insecurity in her voice. My hesitancy doesn’t go unnoticed, apparently.

“I’m good, Bets. I just need a few seconds, so I don’t lose it. You feel so damn good wrapped around me. You’re so tight.”

“Yeah, well, I’m basically a virgin, it’s been so long…” she chuckles.

Worry washes over me.

“Am I hurting you?”

“Just by not moving. I feel like I’m gonna die if you don’t give me everything you’ve got now. Please, I can take it. I’ll tell you if it’s too much.”

“Promise?”

“Of course.”

“Well then…” My words trail off as I pull back and then drive back into her. I swear she grows even wetter.

“Oh, God, yes. That’s what I need. Please, more of that.”

“You want to be fucked fast or slow, Bets?”

“Fast.”

“Hard or gentle?”

“Hard. One hundred percent hard. And fast, please. Don’t forget the fast.”