“Maybe I’ll buy some toys from Ida, and you can see just how crazy I can get.”
He laughed again. “I knew there was a kinky sex goddess in there.”
He grabbed my hips, pulling me back, then his mouth was on my pussy, licking long, slow lines, reigniting my pleasure. His tongue dipped into my opening, and I dug my fingers into the comforter as he licked my pussy, large hand digging into my ass as he took his time, making me wet and aching for him. I moaned loudly as his tongue flicked my clit. I spread my legs farther, arching my back.
“I think I could just eat you out all night,” he said in that deep voice that rolled around the room. I cursed as he went back to licking me. He slipped two fingers into my opening as he sucked and teased my clit. I panted and bucked against him. He crooked his fingers, and I came again, legs trembling.
I half lay on the bed, my ass still in the air. I heard another condom packet rip, then Parker nuzzled my neck.
“Want to go another round?”
“Only if it involves your cock. Otherwise I’m going to kick you in the face.”
He nipped my ear then stroked my pussy.
“Parker.”
“That’s exactly how I want you to say my name when I make you come, my cock jackhammering inside you,” he said.
Then he thrust into me. His cock felt just as good as the last time. He fucked me harder than last time too. I was high from all the orgasms he’d given me, and all I could do was whimper and moan as he fucked me. One hand tangled in my hair while the other dug into my ass. My legs spread for him as he fucked me, his thick cock filling my pussy. I didn’t even need his fingers on my clit; the feel of his thick cock sliding in me as I took his length was enough to almost make me come again.
Parker definitely had staying power. He kept me right on the edge, making me feel every thick inch of him over and over. Panting, I rolled my hips slightly to the rhythm as he fucked me.
“You gonna make me come?” I moaned.
“That was the point of all the previous preparation,” he growled. “I’m going to take my time fucking you. It’s all I’ve been thinking about.”
I whimpered as he slid out then rolled me over onto my back. He kissed me hard, his tongue filling my mouth as his cock slammed back into me. I wrapped my arms around him as I welcomed every inch. He had one hand on the headboard, the other pressed into the mattress beside my head. I clung to his neck as he thrust into me. From the rhythm, it seemed like he was close, but I’d never had a man come anywhere near me, never mind in me. And maybe this just meant he was, I don’t know, changing things up?
This new position meant his cock was sliding against my clit. He was fucking me so fast that I could feel another orgasm coming, even though I’d just had, what, three or four?
I panted in Parker’s ear, “I think I’m going to—” Explosions. Fireworks.Thiswas what I had expected from my first time.
Parker bit my shoulder lightly as he shuddered then came. Slowly, he lowered his weight onto me as he pressed kisses to my face.
“That was super-duper,” I said, forcing my eyes open to take in his face. I wanted to remember this moment forever. When I was on my death bed, this vision was the last thing I wanted to see. Parker’s normally neat hair was tousled, and he had a crooked grin on his perfect mouth. His fingers trailed through my hair.
“Definitely worth the wait,” I told him.
He kissed my nose and wrapped his arms around me. This time Parker was the one to fall asleep.
I guess he’s earned it. It was amazing.
My phone beeped with incoming text messages from the hall where my clothes were. I slid out of bed, tiptoeing to grab it before it woke up Parker. It was probably Erika and Jasmine wanting to know if I was a real woman now.
I smiled as I found the phone then almost cried when I read the messages. They were all from my father. He was in town and wanted to see me.
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Sadie seemed freaked out the next morning. Her back was tight, and I rubbed it, pressing kisses between her shoulder blades up to her neck.
“Do you want to be double extra sure you’re not a virgin anymore?” I said, kissing her neck as I lay next to her in bed. “Think you have more orgasms in the bank?”
Her phone vibrated and lit up.
“Just my friends,” she said, snatching it up. “They probably think that I was killed by an ax murderer. Normally we text all night.”
