Page 34 of Stalked By the Linebacker

“Fuck yeah, I will,” I grunted. “But we gotta stretch you out, get this pretty little kitty ready first. Get it nice and soft.” My words didn’t stop her from trying to take my finger deeper. If anything, they seemed to coax her to try harder.Naughty little princess.“Don’t do that, baby girl.” There was no hiding the tortured tone in my voice. I was walking a very thin line. “You saved that pretty cherry for me, and I’m going to take it with my cock, mi vida, not my fingers.”

“But I need?—“

“Shh…” I pressed a kiss to the side of her face and breathed in slowly. My finger picked up pace, and her body took over naturally. “I know what you need,” I breathed. We moved perfectly in sync while we discovered what she liked and drove her closer to the edge of bliss.

I slid my finger out, and when I dipped back in there, it was two this time. Her legs widened as she shifted her body to take more. The fit was tighter, and from the way her walls stretched to accommodate me and Libby turned to find my mouth, I knew she liked it.

Loved it by the sweet sounds I swallowed.

My thumb started to strum against her swollen clit, and it didn’t take long to for her to start reaching for that beautiful finish line. Watching her come, the way her body went taut and her pussy convulsed around my fingers while her sweet girl cum gushed made me feel like a fucking warrior finally getting his spoils.

Something came over me.

I got off the bed, and for a split second, I saw her turn, her eyes wide with surprise at my movement yet very sated with bliss. Bliss I had given her. Without saying a word, using my size and strength, I flipped Libby onto her back and dropped to my knees.

In the back of my mind, I heard my name whispered into the room, but I pulled her by the ankles until her pretty pussy was in my view. Pink and so damn wet and puffy, her panties stretched out. I leaned in and ripped them clear off her, and before the material dropped at her sides, my face was there.

And I got my first taste of heaven on earth.

CHAPTER 8

LIBBY

My fingers duginto the sheets like my life depended on it. My body felt like it was in the middle of a hurricane. Almost goo-like from the orgasm he’d given me yet not completely relaxed or sated. I needed more despite how sensitive I was down there. Not that Hector gave me a moment to even catch my breath. His mouth was wet and warm, the sensation inexplicable. It felt like it was almost too much.

Almost.

His tongue swiped at me, and my head dug into the mattress beneath me. “Oh my god, Hector,” I moaned way too loudly for us being in my dorm in the middle of the night. Thankfully, the building was basically empty for the summer. But if I was honest, in that moment, I was too far gone, too greedy for more. I wouldn’t have cared who heard.

“Good girl!” His praise made me want to preen under his attention. “Fucking hell, mi vida, you taste so good. How the hell have I lived this long without you? Shit!” he cursed as he licked and nipped, pulling his lips away from my sex.

His mouth on my thighs made me shiver.

I should have felt some kind of way. This was my first time, and I was naturally shy. Yet with Hector, any inhibitions were gone. Maybe it was the darkness and it being in the middle of the night, but I had a feeling it was all Hector.

I felt comfortable with him. How could I feel any other way when he licked and kissed me and looked at me like he thought I was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen? I lost sight of him when his fingers dipped inside of me, and he started to lick me again. With my eyes shut, I let myself feel. Let myself float off in the magical bubble of bliss he was growing inside of me, and when I came, I knew I would never be the same.

Sated and breathless, I willed myself to open my eyes and look up at him. He rose and stood in front of my bed. Shirtless, still in his jeans, hair mussed up with sleep and from my hands, his face slightly hidden in the shadows, so I couldn’t make out his eyes clearly.

“Hector.”

“Mi vida.” My eyes dipped to his Adam’s apple as it bobbed up and down with heaviness. His jaw was darker than I’d seen before.

Usually, he was clean-shaven or slightly scruffy, but now it was well on its way to becoming a beard. It looked good on him. It felt even better. The thought fluttered through my head, and I pressed my thighs together. “We don’t have to do anything else,” Hector promised, misunderstanding what I’d just done. I licked my lips.

“It wasn’t that,” I cleared up. It was the least I could do with how open he’d been. I still couldn’t wrap my mind around the fact Hector Crank Dominguez wanted me!Me!

“I want you. I want you to take my––“

“Libby,” he warned with an edge to his tone.

“I was just thinking about how good, umm—“ My face heated up. “How good your facial hair felt.” His lips quirked upward. He leaned in closer. The soft moonlight that streamed through the blinds shined on his handsome face.

“You liked that?” His dark eyes felt fathomless. I nodded because I couldn’t trust my own voice. Hs smile broadened.

“Thank fuck. I liked it, too. I wanna do it again.” His hands skimmed my thighs, and my eyes fluttered shut. I wanted him to do it again, too. But there was another first I wanted to experience with him.

“I think I would like to try something else, if you don’t mind?” His jaw clenched and his eyes dipped down my body. I glanced down at myself trying to see myself through his eyes. My nightgown was still on, but it’d been hiked up my chest to where I knew he could see the underside of my small breasts. Other than that, all I had on was the waistband of the panties he’d ripped.

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