My fists clench at my sides, the admission sequestering every muscle in my body. Taryn notices my hesitation, and just as I think she will examine further and ask me something about my mother that I don’t want to answer, she senses my reservations about wanting to disclose more information.
Her mouth opens, except she doesn’t speak. Her warm hand darts out to capture my balls. She dips her head, allowing her lips to wrap around the tip of my cock. There’s no holding back the groan that rumbles in my throat and gravitates toward her. Her tongue swirls in rotating motions, licking up the bead of cum that’s gathered on my tip.
Her knowing precisely what I need, instead of talking, sends my heart tailspinning with unusual sensations.
Taryn’s eyes expand, suddenly realizing the thickness won’t easily fit in her mouth. I thread my fingers through her hair, letting her get adjusted to my size for a minute as her tongue presses against the vein on the underside of my shaft.
“I want to watch you take my cock to the back of your throat,” I growl as heat sears every nerve and vein in my body. “I want to see how pretty you look when you swallow every inch and choke around me when it’s too much.”
“God, this cock,” she praises, licking her lips before taking me deeper. Saliva pools in her mouth and drips down her chin onto her tits.
I reach down, using both of my hands to twist her nipples with the rough pads of my fingers. She moans, the vibration penetrating through my cock, igniting a drive to claim her in every fucking way possible.
Gripping onto her skull, I thrust my hips and bury myself to the hilt, taking away her ability to adjust. Her wet gurgling sounds and my groans fill the air when the tip of my dick rams against the back of her throat. Her eyes widen, hands flying to my solid thighs to keep herself steady as she gags around me.
My head drops back, her hot mouth turning me feral. When I glance back down, tears are falling over her bottom lashes.
“I want you to insert two fingers and confirm my suspicions that you’re dripping for me.”
She nods, full of my cock, and reaches between her thighs. She already gives herself away by the tremor that torments her entire body before she even enters a finger.
My lips quirk. “That’s what I thought. Is your cunt ready to be stuffed full of me, Little Ghost?” Withdrawing my shaft, I admire the way she prepared it for herself, making it glisten with her saliva.
Goosebumps feather across every inch of her skin. “I need to feel all of you, Colten.”
Look at her begging for me.
Ready for me.
“On the edge,” I nod toward the bed behind her. “And spread your thighs open for me.”
Opening the drawer of my bedside table, I pull out a small gold package. She does as I say, spreading her legs, and I stroll up to her, dragging the corner of the condom confined in its package along her inner thigh and across her pussy.
Her eyes flutter closed, and she quivers just before snatching my wrist. “You’ll be my first,” she breathes, catching me completely off guard.
Those words thrash against my heart.
I know exactly what she does with that pink vibrator. She may not have been with a man sexually, but she’s not inexperienced with penetration. The idea of her being untouched by anyone thrills me, which means my brothers may have messed around with Taryn, but I’m the first to claim her.
I am so screwed.
“Birth control?” I ask.
She nods slowly, and I decide right then that I want to feel all of her the same way she craves to feel all of me.
Lowering my body to cover hers, my cock presses against her wet center, molding perfectly.
I’ll make it fit seamlessly, too.
I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, infatuated with the way her chest rises and falls. Each time her lungs inflate, her breasts sweep against my pecs.
Her expectant, glazed eyes dart between mine.
The pad of my thumb grazes over a reddened cheek. “Your toy might’ve ruined you, but I’ll be the one to wreck you. I’m going to stretch your cunt to fit the size of my cock. And. Only. My. Cock.”
TWENTY-NINE | TARYN
As he positions the tip of his cock at my soaked entrance, the groan that emits from his throat is downright savage.
