“Sweetness, let Phin make you spend first.”
He had some idea she might relax after climax, allowing less pain with penetration. And even if that weren’t true, this lovely girl might be so delighted with her own pleasure she would forget about having him deflower her and would take him in her mouth instead. He would much prefer that to the fuss and the mess of doing away with her virginity.
But if she continued to insist he penetrate her—well, in truth, he needed to calm himself down a bit so he wouldn’t spend immediately once inside her.
He had not worried about such a thing in years.
He lay down, partially on her, partially on the bed, and put an elbow around the back of her neck and pressed his forehead to hers so she was breathing directly into his mouth and he let his other hand go again to her quim.
And then he did what he always did when he needed to calm himself, to reassert himself.
He babbled.
“Oh, darling, you’re so wet for Phin, aren’t you? Such a sweet, little, warm, wet place you have here, just right for my hand and my cock. All nice and ready for me, aren’t you, darling?”
He brushed her nubbin and her whole body came off the mattress and into him, her hands grabbing at his back and shoulders.
“That’s right, darling, sweet Caro, let Phin make you feel good before I take you and make you all mine,” he brushed her nubbin over and over again, “that’s a good girl, you’re already so close, so soon, and I want you to spend for me, sweet one—”
She was arching her body up into him and shaking.
“Yes, that’s right, little darling—” He stilled his hand when he felt a little rush of hot fluid spurt from her in rhythm with the clenching of her muscles.
Damn. If he hadn’t felt the need to talk, he could have had his tongue buried in her sex right now, had his face at the center of all this ecstasy. He could have captured that sweetness in his mouth.
She was still convulsing into him. This was a remarkably long climax. But he urged her on.
“It feels so good, doesn’t it, Caro, that’s right, darling, keep going, aren’t you lovely, don’t you want to keep going, sweet girl—”
Although he could swear she was still coming, one of her hands found his member and pulled on it. His speech was arrested only momentarily.
“Oh, you want that, Caro? You want my cock? You finish spending for Phin now and he’ll give it to you, darling, but not until you’re all done—“
His mind wandered away to what it would have felt like to have been inside her during her extended climax. Unquestionably, he would have lost control and released as she contracted around his shaft.
“Such a lovely, good girl you are. Have you finished now?”
One final spasm of her body and her hand, which had blindly grabbed his cock, was now moving over it with purpose. Her green eyes, which just moments before had been glazed over by her pleasure, had become determined and her brows came together rather fiercely.
There was something familiar about those eyes.
But he was so hard, so throbbing, it didn’t bear thinking about.
And he wanted her now. Not just her hand or her mouth. He wanted to be inside her, virgin or no. He had to have her. He had to bury his cock in that hot, wet cunt that had responded to his touch in such a drawn-out frenzy of passion.
“Oh, now, that’s enough, darling, although it’s absolutely lovely.” He took her hand off his shaft. “But you are far too good at arousing Phin.” He moved her legs farther apart. The muscles in her thighs were slack. She would definitely be more relaxed now. He knelt and grasped his member.
“I’m going to take you now, Caro. There, that’s the head of my cock sitting right now at your entrance and I’m going to push in just a little—“
In truth, he could sense no appreciable change in the size of her opening. But at least he had made her feel good before he started hurting her.
“Oh, yes, you’re very small here. Try not to tense against me, brave Caro.” He could not read her eyes, her face. “You must tell me if you want me to stop, darling, because although it would be difficult, it would not be impossible, never impossible, for Phin to stop once he starts, never let a fellow ever tell you otherwise.” He pushed in a little farther. “And now, my whole head is inside you.”
Her hands came up and curled around his hips and, to his delight, she pulled him toward her.
“You want more, is that right? Well, there’s plenty more of that where it came from.”
At least six inches more, you lucky girl.
