“Yes,” she whispered.
“Good. I’m going to give you an orgasm with my mouth and put my fingers inside you to prepare you to take my cock. Are you down with that?”
She nodded, even though a soft pink blush crept up from her breasts to her pretty face.
Wasting no time, I kissed my way down her body and got right to work. The closer to her heat I got, the more I could smell her scent. She tasted as good as she smelled. That first lick through her tender folds sent something primal, almost feral, rolling through my chest. Once I had her on my tongue, all I wanted was the next lick, the next taste of her sweetness. I craved it, needed it, and the sounds of pleasure she made too.
I took my time, circling around her clit and making soft laps over the top until she was going wild beneath me. I slid one finger inside her tight core, seeking out her G-spot. Touching it lightly, I sucked on her clit, making her come with one undignified guttural noise. I didn’t care what noises she made,as long as she made them. I added another finger and then one more, hoping to stretch her enough to take me.
By the time I moved up and notched my cock into place, her expression was blissfully happy.
“Are you good, or do you still want my cock, sweetheart?”
Her eyes flew open and she gazed up at me, chewing on her bottom lip. Just when I thought she was going to decline my glorious cock, she spoke, “I want it all with you, so don’t stop now.”
Since I’m a real give-the-lady-what-she-wants kind of man, I dropped over her onto one hand and used my other to guide my cock into her wet heat. I pressed myself slowly forward, stopping to give her a chance to rest along the way.
Her hands came up to rest against my chest somewhere along the way. When she felt the burn, her nails dug into my skin. It was effective nonverbal communication, alerting me when she needed me to slow down.
When I bottomed out, I kissed her harder and she met me, matching my energy and enthusiasm. Her legs even tightened around me all on her own as if she wanted to hold me in place. I did as she wanted, not moving a muscle. I could feel her virgin pussy clench around me as she experimented with the feeling of being filled with cock for the first time ever.
I’d be lying if I said that I wasn’t lovin’ every single fuckin’ thing about this experience. When her legs relaxed, I slid my hand back to her wrists and pinned her again, with my body covering hers completely. Then I pulled out a little and slid back in.
She gasped and made a choking noise.
“You like that?” I asked, looking into her eyes. “I can stop if it’s not good for you.”
“Don’t you dare,” she said, voice breathless.
I dipped my head and kissed her again, slower now, savoring it, letting her feel me move a little.
“You’re beautiful,” I told her, because I wanted her to hear it while we were linked together like this.
She blushed, but she didn’t look away.
When I moved to make sure I wasn’t crushing her, she surprised me by pushing against my chest. I let her take the lead and she rolled us and climbed over me in one smooth motion, straddling my hips. Her hair fell down around her shoulders as she settled into a pace on my cock.
I gave her a lopsided smile. “You sure you know what you’re doin’, cowgirl?”
She leaned down, brushing her lips against mine, slow and deliberate. “I’m sure I can figure it out.”
I put my arms behind my head and enjoyed the sight of the woman I’d fallen hopelessly in love with trying to figure out how to have sex for the first time. It didn’t take her long to figure out how to move her hips to generate the most pleasure for the two of us. Within moments, the only thing that was on my mind was to last one more minute as her warm, soft, wet heat threatened all my control.
It was insane the amount of pleasure that one body could give. By the time I lost control, she’d been bouncing up and down on my cock for forty minutes and had given herself three more orgasms. The last time her pussy squeezed around my cock, I came like the thunder, holding her in place with both hands so I could fill her full of my seed.
When she finally collapsed over my chest in a boneless heap, she was breathless, and her hair was a wild mess. I brought one hand up to gently rub her back. Her body was covered in a soft sheen of sweat.
I gave her a few moments before asking, “Are you okay?”
She tilted her head up to look at me. “I’m more than okay. That was exhaustingly better than I ever thought sex could be.”
“You know how to stroke a man’s ego, sweetness. I’ll give you that much.”
She laughed and we lay there, catching our breath and letting our heart rate return to normal. When the room slowly came back into focus, she made an effort to get off me. I pulled her back, flush with my body.
She glanced over her shoulder with a warm smile.
“It’s early afternoon. Surely you don’t intend to stay in bed all day.”
