With a deep breath in, and a long sigh out, the tension leaves her bunched muscles. She melts into the mattress, and I slide the head of my cock inside. Less than an inch, but it’s enough to send a fit of shivers down my spine.
She’s soaking wet. Warm.Mine.
I watch her face, pushing deeper slowly. Very fucking slowly. She’s so tight it feels like there’s no way I’ll fit. A small frown wrinkles her forehead when I’m halfway in, making me halt.
“I’m okay,” she whispers. “Don’t stop.”
“You’re doing great. So good, Hailey.” I cradle her neck, massaging gently. “Hold on to me and take a deep breath.”
She grasps my biceps, gouging her fingers deep into the muscles. With visible anticipation, she inhales, and I take theshort window while she’s completely mellow to thrust my hips forward, bottoming out inside her.
Hailey gasps, her nails biting my skin, bound to leave half-moon marks behind. I stay still, buried as deep as this position allows and shower her face with small kisses.
She’s heaven, this girl, her pussy snug around my cock like a tight-fitting glove.
“How are you doing?” I ask, caressing her hip with my free hand. “How’s the pain?”
“Good. It stings, but it’s fine.” A shadow of a smile lights up her pretty face. “I’m definitely catching feelings when you watch me like this. You want me to fall in love with you?” She bites her lip, my little tease.
“Fall, Hailey. Fall fast.” I kiss her slowly while pulling my hips back an inch, testing the waters.
“You don’t have to be so careful.”
Maybe I don’t. I wish I wasn’t. Not so fast, because this... this heaviness in my chest, how my heart’s ramming, how worried I am about her... I’m so fucked.
As soon as she slides her hands down my back, grasping my ass to force me deeper, my heart swells like a balloon.
“Move,” she coos.
I give her what she wants. What we both desperately need.
“Out.” I pull my hips back almost all the way, our lips working in sync, my free hand tending to her swollen breasts and perfectly pebbled nipples. I roll one between my fingers, pinching lightly. “And in.” A low groan vibrates my chest as I make good on my words.
Bad drug. Perfect high.
I move again, in and out, every thrust slow while her body adapts, making room for me. It’s not easy. She’s never been filled and I don’t have a big car to compensate for myteenie weenie.
When the first satisfied moan flies past her lips a heatwave sweeps me from head to toe. I up the tempo, angling my hips to drag my cock over her G spot.
“Oh yes, right there,” she mewls, pulling my hair hard enough it stings.
She’s still tense, still unsure, but she’s enjoying this... which means she’s no longer in pain.
That’s my cue.
I dip my head, sucking her puckered nipple. She loves it, and I can’t get enough of watching her spine arch off the bed when she presses herself into my mouth. She’s a sight to behold. Beautiful, eager, so fucking responsive.
Her pussy contracts around my shaft every time I lazily bottom out inside her. She grips my biceps, anchoring herself, and lifts her legs, wrapping them over my back. It’s leverage. She wants more, and she makes it clear, yanking me down until I almost crush her into the mattress.
The pace is nowhere near my go-to tempo, but it’s fucking divine. I never cared for slow sex... then again, I nevercaredat all. Now, the steady rhythm lets me savor the small tremors passing through Hailey with every beat. Judging which angle rubs her the right way and which doesn’t quite hit the mark is child’s play at this mellow pace.
I have her on her back—something I’ve done maybe twice in my life. I didn’t even consider flipping her over to fuck her from behind.
You don’t turn a blind eye on fine art.
Hailey with those parted lips, fluttering eyelashes, and pink cheeks, is the most divine, erotic piece I ever saw. Going forward, I’ll favor positions that give me a clear view of her face so I can watch the ecstasy color her skin. She’s close, so close the incoming orgasm already perfumes the air.
Her moans grow louder the more she loses touch with reality, her focus narrowed to her needs. I pull back, driving myself home, harder than before. Then again, and again, my hand clasping her mouth because she’s close, and I already know how loud she is when she comes.
