I can see her fighting off the urge to cover herself up, but I’m so damn proud that she doesn’t. She lets me see all of her. I can’t get enough of her large, perky breasts, her wide hips, the soft curve of her belly.
Her scars are visible as well, but they only add to her beauty. My Melodie endured so much pain at the hands of others, yet her soul remains pure. The marks on her skin show how hard she fought to be here in this moment with me. I’ll never take her trust for granted.
I let my fingertips wander over the soft, creamy skin of her shoulders and down the sides of her juicy, bouncy tits. Then I take one in each hand, squeezing them gently. Melodie moans softly for me and then gasps as I tease her already hard nipples.
"Fucking perfect. You were made for me, my beautiful angel," I whisper before capturing her lips in a wild kiss. I walk her back toward the bed, kissing her the whole way. When her calves hit the edge of the mattress, I give her a slight push, making her laugh quietly as her back hits the soft sheets.
Melodie crawls up the bed and sits up on her elbows, watching me with an excited heat in her eyes. “I wanna see you, too,” she pouts.
I growl and begin ripping at my clothes, needing her skin on my skin as quickly as possible. “Touch yourself, baby. Make that sweet pussy come.”
Her cheeks turn pink and then red, but her hand slides down between her legs. I love that she trusts me even though she’s a little nervous and out of her element. I want to push her boundaries but make sure she feels safe the whole time.
I watch, mesmerized as Melodie circles her fingers around her clit and stares right at me. Fuck, she’s so goddamn sexy, my little vixen spread out for me. I peel my shirt off and I can fuckingseeher pussy throb as a wave of her juices trickles out of her.
“Oh my God, Rogue…” She breathes out. “You’re…” She bites her lip and turns bright red again, the blush spreading to her chest.
“What am I?” I ask as I undo my pants and let them drop to the floor.
“You’re perfect. I can’t believe you want me.”
It pains me that she doesn’t see her own beauty. I plan to fix that, starting right the fuck now. I shed my boxer briefs and grin when her eyes nearly pop out of her head.
I grip my cock, squeezing the fucker in long, hard strokes to relieve some of this pressure building up inside. “See how much I want you, angel? You did this to me.”
“Show me,” she whispers, still rubbing her clit. “Show me how much you want me.”
“Anything for you, my queen,” I grit out before climbing on top of her. I replace her hand with mine, rubbing her and groaning when I feel her warm honey drip all over my hand.
Melodie reaches down and strokes my dick, spreading the steady stream of precum up and down my shaft. “I need you, Rogue. Please, please…”
I remove her hand from me and rock my thick, hard cock up and down her slit, gathering up her juices and bumping her clit again and again. I position myself right at her entrance and hover there, feeling her pulsing little hole massage the head of my dick.
“Ready for me, my beautiful Melodie?”
She looks me right in the eye with equal parts trust and trepidation. I kiss her softly, hoping to ease some of her worry.
“I’m ready, Rogue. I want to feel all of you. Please make love to me.”
Her words course through my veins and settle deep into my heart. This goddess is offering herself up to me, giving me her virginity in exchange for my complete, undying, unconditional love. Who am I kidding? She already has all of my love and devotion. This is just the final piece of the puzzle.
I ease my way into her tight little channel and swallow her whimpers in an all-consuming kiss. “Relax, Melodie. Let me take care of you,” I whisper against her lips. I circle her clit with my thumb as I gently stretch her open in shallow thrusts.
When she’s nice and relaxed for me, I pull back all the way and fill her up to the hilt, breaking through her innocence and making her mine forever.
“Mine, all fuckingmine,” I growl right before kissing away the lone tear falling down her cheek.
“Yours,” she whimpers.
I hate that she’s in pain, but I can’t help the caveman that comes out in me. I want to beat my chest and roar out to the universe that I’ve found my mate for life. Instead, I stay completely still, buried deep inside her perfect cunt, letting her get used to me.
Melodie wiggles beneath me, the movement lodging my cock deeper inside of her, making us both groan.
“Shit, beautiful, you feel so fucking good. Take it slow, baby. We have forever.”
“I need more, Rogue. Please?” She leans up to kiss me, her arms looping around my neck and pulling me down on top of her.
I want to be gentle, but I’m only so strong. Her perfect, warm, soaking cunt is wrapped around me so tight, sucking me back in even as I pull out of her and thrust back inside.
