Page 21 of Rescued By the Rebel

I push my hands against her curvy thighs, spreading her wider, and she cries out as I spear my tongue into her snug hole.

“Aldis!” She cries, and I do it again and again.

I’ve never been with anyone before. A couple of the guys in basic training and BUDS tried to set me up, but I never wanted anyone, was never even tempted.

She tastes like honey and spun sugar and once I get my first taste, I’m instantly addicted. I bury my face in her sticky sweet pussy, and I eat her like a man starved. My cock swells even further against the bed as her hands grip the short strands of my hair, and she holds me to her. As if I would try to get away. This right here is where I want to spend the rest of my life. Right between her legs.

“Aldis, please. I need more. I need you,” she begs, and I nod.

I slowly work one finger into her as I find her clit and suck it into my mouth. She almost shoots off the mattress, and I use my other hand, gripping her hip and holding her in place. She’s calling my name, screaming it over and over again, and I let the sound become a symphony in my head as I work another finger into her tight channel.

She’s so tight, and I don’t want to hurt her, but if the sounds she’s making are any indication, she’s not in any pain.

I work my fingers in and out of her, my tongue rolling in tight circles over her clit until her legs tense on either side of my head. She seems to hold her breath, and I glance up her body as her face tips back to the ceiling. Then she’s coming all over my face, and I grit my teeth to keep from coming.

“Oh my god,” she cries, coming back down to Earth, and I give her one last kiss on her clit before I crawl up her body.

She blinks her eyes open as I come level with her face.

“More,” she pleads, spreading her thighs in invitation.

I nod, gripping my cock, and we both glance down at the straining, purple tipped monster as I guide my tip to her opening.

We both tense as I start to work the head of my dick into her, and I kiss her, trying to distract her from the pain I know she’s going to feel when I pop her cherry.

I want to tell her that I love her, that I’ve loved her for months, but the words get caught in my throat, strangled by a groan as I feel her silky walls squeezing the tip of my dick.

“Fuck,” I hiss out, and she nods.

“More. Please, Aldis.”

I work another inch into her, bumping up against her virginity, and I grit my teeth. She’s looking up at me with so much trust in her blue eyes, and I hate the thought of hurting her.

“I want you,” she tells me, and I nod, taking a deep breath before I thrust fully into her, breaking her cherry and giving us what we both need.

She cries out, her pussy clenching around my length, and I kiss her, trying to do whatever I can to ease the pain. She feels so good wrapped around me and I feel like a bastard for enjoying my pleasure when I know that she can still feel the sting of pain from me popping her cherry.

When her hips start to grow restless underneath mine, I know that she’s okay, and I pull back slightly before I sink inside her. We pick up a steady rhythm, and soon our bodies are moving together in perfect harmony.

“You’re so big,” she gasps. “And you feel so good,” she moans as I trail kisses down her neck.

My lips wrap around one stiff nipple, and I suck it into my mouth as I start to fuck her harder. I can feel her tightening around me, knowing we’re both so close.

She wraps her legs around my waist, and I fuck her deeper, making sure that I press on her clit with each pass.

I want to make tonight good for Winnie, the best, so she wants me again.

“Aldis,” she gasps, and I angle my hips, making sure to hit that same spot deep inside of her over and over again.

She tightens around me further, and her breath catches in her lungs. Her orgasm slams into her almost violently, like a tsunami beneath her skin, and her release triggers my own. She screams my name, her voice sounding hoarse, and the caveman in me loves that I did that to her.

I come with her, almost blacking out from the pleasure, and then we’re both panting, our bodies coated in a light sheen of sweat as we cling to each other. Her face is buried in my neck, and I pull out, shifting us on the bed so that I’m not crushing her.

“That was incredible,” I tell her, and she smiles.

“Uh-huh,” she pants.

She curls up next to me, and I cradle her in my arms. This feels so nice. Having someone to cuddle with, to just be with.

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