Bear stands and drops his shorts, and all the breath in my lungs seems to hit the floor with them.
Whoa.
That is one thick, hard cock.
It almost looks dangerous – the veins pulsing, the thick round head looking strained, as if trying to stretch out of its skin.
In a blink I'm sitting up, grasping it with both hands, stroking it with a feather-soft touch. I stare in fascination when a bead of moisture starts leaking from the tip. I instinctively lean in to lick it away, then seal my lips around the head. He's so thick that I need to shift, pulling the shaft slightly down to angle it into my mouth.
Strong hands grip the side of my head, as I look up to study his pained expression.
"No idea…how hard…not to fuck these perfect lips."
"Go ahead," I murmur, tilting my chin up and opening my mouth wide.
Bear squeezes his eyes shut, then snaps them open as he pushes me back to the center of the bed. "Tell me again you want me." His voice is low, raw and needy as my legs spread wide, his hips settling against mine. We both moan as he drags his length along my wet crease over and over.
"I want you," I whisper, reaching up to grip his shoulder.
Our bodies take over, as the head of his massive cock works itself inside me. He pulls out, nudging against my clit several times before slipping in again, making me shiver.
"Gonna try to be gentle." His arms curl under me, holding us together. "Gonna try to go slow. Tell me if it's too much, sugar.”
I barely have time to nod before a sensation with nearly paralyzing intensity takes over. His huge cock is so thick. My untouched pussy is so tight. Even though I couldn’t be wetter, his hips have to force a path inside.
Okay, it hurts. But it's much more than pain. The feeling of bonding with Bear, of giving myself to him as he claims me… Every romantic and lusty fantasy I've ever had crowds my mind in a tornado.
Then he kisses me perfectly, hard and deep, with a possession that blanks my mind completely.
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Bliss. Perfection. Ecstasy.
Joy.
My insides are twisting from the strain of thrusting my cock into her tight, wet, velvety pussy. Even though I’m only halfway in, it’s the most incredible thing I've ever experienced.
And yet… Somehow it takes second place to the kissing.
I had no idea that claiming a woman could be so wildly emotional. But feeling Joy give herself to me like this… It's more than lust. More than my body craving hers.
I am definitely falling in love with her.
I'm not prepared for it. Didn't think it would ever happen to me. I’ve got no idea how it works, or what to do next. Wait – yes, I do. Show Joy how much she means to me by hopefully giving her the best experience possible for her first time.
"Breathe, beautiful." I push up to create some space so my palm can explore her breast. I pull my length out, then slip inside just as far as I can without using any force, teasing us both. Joy moans, her hips shifting restlessly.
"You want more?"
She nods.
“I need words, sugar."
Shit, I love the way her eyes blaze when she grins at me. Her fingers grip both of my shoulders. "I want more."
"More…what?” Maybe this is the wrong time to tease her, but whenever she really laughs, I'm able to press just a bit deeper.
