Page 22 of A Love So Hard

“What happened?”

I smiled as I shut the bedroom door behind me and moved in closer to Lucy. I reached out and gently tugged on her hip to bring her closer to me. “I grew up a bit and realized those women didn’t represent a fantasy for me anymore. There’s just one woman who captivated me, and I didn’t have a poster of her to hang on the wall. Wouldn’t if I did in case one of my brothers came in and saw it.”

She leaned in further so her side connected with my front. “I like that,” her voice came out in a wispy breath that was hard to hear, but I managed. “That you grew up. I’d like to think we both did a little of that while I was away.”

“Oh you definitely did some growing while you were away,” I teased just after she pushed herself further into my body and her tits were pushing against my arm and into my lower ribs. I tipped my chin down as she tipped hers up and that just wasn’t going to do. Instead I grabbed her and picked her up so that she had no choice but to bring her legs around my waist to anchor herself to me as I moved in to devour her mouth. I couldn’t even tell you how it happened after that except that one second I was standing there with her in my arms kissing her like it might be my last moment on earth and then we were lying on my bed, no clothes, and I couldn’t for the life of me remember how we’d gotten there because I’d been so fucking caught up in her.

“CJ!” My name was a breath of air puffed against my shoulder as I lined us up together.

“Lucy?” I asked as I glanced down at her big gray-blue eyes that held a whole lot of need and a little bit of uncertainty. It was the latter that made me pause, waiting for her to either want to move forward or back out.

“I’ve never…” she started to say then hesitated while biting into her lower lip. “I want to,” Lucy started again. “I guess I’m just a little scared about how it will feel.”

That’s when I released the breath I’d been holding. Fuck. I knew she claimed to have not dated while she was away, but I never, in my wildest dreams, thought she had been serious about being a virgin still. I didn’t know shit about being with a virgin. I grew up around the club. My first experience had been with one of the club women. I did know that I wasn’t about to make this bad for her. I pushed up on my hands, extending my arms out so that my body was hovering well above hers allowing for the circulating air from the nearby vent to pool between us cooling our skin.

“Do you want this?” I asked even though she’d just said she did.

“I do want you,” she admitted.

“Then trust me,” I told her before I leaned in and placed a soft kiss upon her lips before dragging my mouth down her jawline to the column of her throat. I left hot, wet kisses trailing down all the way to her plump breasts before I stopped to pay special attention to her pert nipples. I tucked into the one closest to me first, then the other, before I moved down and nipped and sucked my way across her abdomen. I loved that Lucy was soft here. She’d never even bordered on the edge of chubby, but she also didn’t tip over the line to toned muscle either. She was just the perfect blend of feminine softness for me. Not that it mattered, because I’d had plenty of fantasies involving her with a belly rounded with our child, and not that I’d admit this to any breathing mother fucker on this planet, but I imagined her with stretch marks afterward too, and how they would be a permanent reminder on her body of all they we are and what we created together. One day, I would see all that for myself.

I continued to trace my lips down over her heated skin until I came to the soft little tuft of blond hair that sat neatly trimmed above her sex. I ran my nose through it, inhaling the scent of her arousal, making me hungrier to explore the rest of her. I wasted no more time and dove in ready to sate that hunger, and hers along the way.

“CJ?” My name was a question on her lips, but one I couldn’t answer with words. Instead, I dipped in and used my fingers to pull her lips apart as I swiped my tongue from her already saturated entrance all the way up to her clit where I stopped to give it a good suck. “Oh God!” Her fingers were no longer gently trying to push me away. Instead her nails were digging into my shoulders and pulling me closer. I had just settled in and draped her legs over my shoulders, her legs spread wide, with ankles locked behind my back when one more innocent little suck had her clamping those thighs down hard on me as the muscles tensed in reaction to the orgasm that swept through her. My eyes roved over her body and up until they met her awed expression. It was like she had no clue what would happen when I went down on her.

“What was that?” she asked the air on a whisper.

“I know you’ve had orgasms before,” I informed her even though it was just a guess on my part.

“Well, yeah, but what you did… I’ve never. It doesn’t. Um, that’s not how it usually goes when I…” her entire faced flamed red in embarrassment as she tried to avoid telling me her self-induced orgasms sucked in comparison to having me eat her out. I chuckled and gave her a little kiss, then another on each of her thighs before I moved to unlock her legs that were still wrapped around my upper body.

“Babe, that was nothing.”

“That was nothing?” She questioned softly, mimicking my words. I grinned at her as I slid my body along hers until I was perched over top of her, looking down at the luscious mouth I wanted to claim again.

Then I remembered that nothing was stopping me from doing just that and I leaned in to take possession of her mouth with my own. I thought she might shy away as some younger, inexperienced women tended to do after a man had been between their legs, but she didn’t. The fact that she trusted me like that, trusted us enough not to question it, was an instant turn on. Not that what we’d been doing already hadn’t been, but it was a boost in a big way. When I removed my mouth from hers she just smiled up at me and then gently reached down and cupped my cock in her slender fingers. She wrapped them around my shaft as far as they would go and began working it slowly up and down, getting the feel for it.

“Should I return the favor?”

I shook my head at her. “Not right now, babe. You get that precious mouth of yours anywhere near my cock, I’m gonna blow faster than you just did.” Her face reddened again as she attempted to duck into the pillow. “Nuh-uh. No hiding. That was sexy as fuck.”

“But,” she started before I cut her off.

“It’s sexy as fuck when you do it. It’s amateurish at best if it happens to me,” I admitted while chuckling when she set her jaw stubbornly.

“That’s stupid. If someone gets you worked up to the point you can’t control yourself, that should be a compliment.”

“You go around telling men that, and you’ll never get off again. They’ll take the lazy road.”

“Men?” She questioned with the quirk of her brow.

“Lucky for you, that won’t be a problem you have to face because there will only be me.”

She grinned widely then and applied more pressure to what she was doing to my dick just as her thumb slid up and over the tip of it and rubbed the pre-cum that had pooled there around and around.

“Fuck,” I groaned, and then she guided me to her entrance and smiled so sweetly I wish I could have captured her image just like that. The moment was so surreal. She tipped her head to me, and I was gone as I sunk deep inside her. I felt when I ripped through her innocence. It couldn’t be helped though. She jerked and sucked in a harsh breath forcing me to use every damn bit of restraint I had to still and allow her to get used to me. Once I felt her hips start to move and test the feel of my body moving against hers I pulled back and then slid back in just as gently as I had done the first time.

“More,” she huffed out as her fingernails dug into my shoulders. “Please, more.”

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