Page 50 of Holding The Reins

I smirk. CeCe is wilder than anyone would ever guess, and something about that drives me fucking crazy for her.

“Not a word,” she says as she realizes what I see.

“Never be embarrassed with me. Got it?” I say, looking her dead in the eye.

She simply nods as I pull my boxers down, all innocent smiles until the moment she sees my cock. Then she jolts right up on the bed, sober as fuck in one second flat.

“No… uh-uh, you are going to wreck me.” She’s shaking her head as she speaks. “You won’t fit that battering ram inside me.”

I look down at my dick, desperate to fuck. Okay, he is big and he is a little scary right now. So fucking hard and pointing straight at her. Her eyes are as wide as saucers.

I chuckle and move to the bed again, hovering over her. I kiss her lips gently, twice. If she’s used to that vibrator, I can understand her worry. It’s half my size.

“I assure you, baby, I will.”

She shakes her head. “No, you’re too big.”

I take each nipple into my mouth and suck gently, flicking my tongue over her as her eyes roll and she pants. My fingers slide to her pussy and I give her clit a little pinch. She yelps and begins kissing me back, hot and urgent, running her hands over my body. I grasp her tiny palm and press it to my cock, pre-cum leaks from the tip for her. She moans into my mouth.

“Do you trust me, CeCe?” I ask

She continues kissing me in response, her kisses are so warm and so sweet. Her soft tongue moving against mine, matching me, is so fucking intoxicating.

“Yes I do,” she answers as I let go of her hand, but she keeps it pressed to the base of my cock as I roll the condom on, getting accustomed to the idea of me inside her.

“We’ll make it fit, baby. I promise, and it will feel good,” I say to her.

CeCe nods. Her emerald eyes are so full of passion and something that looks a lot like trust.

“I need to hear the words though, Rae. I need to hear you say you want me right now.”

Her plush lips turn up at me in a smile. It does something to me that has nothing to do with my dick, twisting my chest into knots when she says, “I want you, Nash.”

I nod and kiss her again, guiding my cock to her center, sliding over it to ready her as she moans and reaches up around my shoulders. She moves her hips up and the first inch of me slips into her, we both suck in a breath and look at each other. For a few frozen moments, our breathing synchronizes and slowly, I push into her more, halting our breath again. I allow myself to breathe and use my middle finger to circle her clit, begging her tight channel to stretch and accommodate me. She moans and all my will leaves me. I push into her further and her walls practically strangle my cock. The feeling virtually stuns me.

“I’m gonna need you to take a breath, baby, relax just a little,” I grunt as I kiss her shoulders and her collarbone gently trying to calm her.

She does what I ask. I hear her inhale.

“You’re taking me so well, Rae… just keep breathing.”

A beat passes and her breathing slows as I feel her body start to welcome me.

“Nash, give me all of you, now,” she commands, her voice is husky and fucking sexier than I’ve ever heard it.

“I just don’t want to hurt you.”

She shakes her head.

“We’ve only got one night. Don’t hold back. I’ll recover tomorrow.” CeCe kisses me, breathing deeply as I sink all the way in, letting her swallow me up into her warm rapture. I push further still until I’m buried in her to the hilt. There is no friction on account of how wet she is but she’s like a vice around my cock. She cries out as I pull out then bottom out inside her again. Her back comes off the bed.

“Fucking Christ, Rae, you feel so goddamn good.” I say, my breath ragged now as she moans my name in response.

I’m dying.

Dying a slow death from the feeling of CeCe Ashby wrapped around my cock. Death by perfect pussy. Someone better write it on my headstone.

“Too full…” she manages to say.

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