Good.
Because if she thought she was going to break me without me shattering her in the return, she was gravely mistaken.
I take a detour and suck a nipple into my mouth, nipping at her hard tip before continuing to lay kisses along her waist and hips until I’m settled in the spot I would happily call my new home.
I spread her open with my fingers. Her hardened clit has teased me enough, so I swipe my tongue over it to satisfy the hunger I’ve had for far too long.
Sweet and sinful. Like I dreamed she would be.
Her back bows off the bed, but I keep an arm banded across her hips to keep her pinned down right where I want her.
She yelps as I bury my face in her pussy, and I look up at her to make sure she’s okay. “My beard. Is it bothering you?” Fuck, I should have thought about that. I want her to enjoy the very first orgasm that she hasn’t had to give herself, and I’m not about to let a little facial hair get in the way. “Want me to shave it? I have clippers with me.”
She stares down at me with a lethal glare. “Touch a hair on that beard, and you and I are going to have problems.”
I run my tongue over my top lip, reveling in the taste of her ferocity. “Noted.”
My mouth is back on her, sliding down to her opening, and I groan at how soft and wet she is for me. I slip a finger in and curse at how tight she is. I’m going to have to recite game plays ifI don’t want to blow my load before I’ve even gotten the chance to sink into her.
I manage to introduce a second finger while keeping my tongue properly occupied on her needy clit. I pump my fingers in and out while curling upward.
She tries to silence her screams, but I won’t be having any of that. Those screams now belong to me.
“You can be as loud as you want. Stop holding back, Daisy.” I slap her clit with my free hand before licking the sting away. Her walls tighten around my fingers, and I take that as my cue to suck on her clit and work her over even harder.
“Oh, God. Luke! I-I’m comin—”
Her words end on a scream as my tongue laves over the essence that’s made a mess of my beard and her pussy.
I rise up to my knees to get a good look at what I’ve done. She’s spread open and boneless on my bed. Her curls create a halo around her head as her chest rises and falls heavily. She looks blissed out of her mind, and I feel the same way. We could call it a night right now and I would still feel more pleasure than I’ve ever had during any other sexual experience in my life.
I lean over and trail my way back up her body, leaving gentle kisses on her sweat-slicked skin. When I’m within reach, she grabs my face with both hands and kisses me deeply, tasting herself on my lips.
My forearms bracket her face against the soft bed as I lose myself in her kiss.
I feel one of her hands trail down my face, caressing past my chest, drifting lower until it wraps around my cock. I lift my head slightly, breaking our connection. “Easy, Daisy. We don’t need to rush this if that was too much for you. Trust me, my cock wants nothing more than to fuck you until the sun comes up, but we can focus on you today. Please believe me, the taste of your pussy on my tongue is enough to have me coming any second now.” Ichuckle as I kiss her nose, cheek, and forehead before placing a chaste kiss on her lips.
But instead of a sweet and sexually satisfied woman beneath me, I’m met with a pissed-off Latina. “You’re turning into Mr. Nice Guy when I told you I wanted you to break me.” She starts to move her hand up and down my length with assured strokes.
“I was probably too rough. I need to lotion your thighs in case my beard—”
She runs my cock over her wetness, and for a moment I forget how to breathe. “You promised to fuck me, Coach.” Her other hand lightly scratches down my chest and abs. I hiss as they continue to travel over my ribcage and up my back.
“You’re not too sensitive?” I ask, but even I can see how close I am to breaking as I thrust into her grip.
“Stop treating me like I can’t take it.” Her hand leaves my back, and for a moment I think she’s going to stroke my cock with both hands. But it continues to dip even lower until she’s cupping my balls.
I groan as I feel myself slowly leaking over her fingers. “You’re tight, Daisy. Maybe I should eat you out one more time.”
She hums. “Might take you up on that later, but right now, I want to feel all of you.” She kisses me once more before she delivers the final blow. “Make it fit,please.”
All traces of worry vanish from my face as my cock hardens impossibly further. I smack her hand away and replace it with my own, notching myself at her opening. “Like this?” I push in, just the tip, as she sighs below me. “That good enough for you, Daze?”
She shakes her head.
“Hmm, how about now?” I push in a few more inches, her pussy stretching to make room for my size. She winces and I stop, but I don’t dare ask if she can handle it. She told me to make it fit and that’s exactly what I plan on doing. She takes twodeep breaths and nods. “Words. Use them,” I grit through my teeth. I wasn’t lying when I said I could come at any moment. Even more so now that I’m being enveloped in Daisy’s tight heat.
“More, please. Keep going,” she pleads, and I concede.
