Page 9 of Love Defies Us

I breathe in sharply and my heart goes haywire in my chest. I heard that the first time hurts bad. I swallow deep breaths as watch Felix grip his huge dick and take the tip and rub it against my clit. Pleasure ripples through my body. I let out a loud moan and I continue to choke the sheets with my hands. I never had anyone touch me down there, and when he does it, my clit is hyperaware and feels so much better than my fingers. He moves in circles and in the matters of seconds, I arch my back as my orgasm snakes up my head and down to my toes and electrifies me.

“Felix, that felt amazing,” I breathe rapidly and hard.

He smirks.

“Are you about to fuck me in the ass?” Hope and excitement dance together in my tone.

My eyes venture to the T.V. hanging on the wall. Family Guy plays in silence on the screen.

“No.”

“Why not?”

“I’m too big and I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I’ve seen men on porn with bigger dicks going in the butt,” I say. “Have you ever done anal?”

“No.”

I hear the tear of a condom, then the head of his cock nudging my entrance and slowly sliding inside of me I feel every vein in his dick stretching me and my belly feels full, like I overate. It feels as if the inside of my pussy is being pinched multiple times. I groan at the agonizing pain.

“Breathe, Thumbelina. I’m not all the way in, yet.” His voice is soothing as ocean waves.

Not all the way in yet?

Jesus, Christ.

I take deep breaths and exhale as he slides inside of me inch by inch, and then he moves slowly and picks up rhythm, faster and harder.

The sound of his balls slapping against my ass fill the room. It hurt and hurt until pleasure ripples through me. He digs his nails into my hips, fucking me harder and harder.

“You hear that? That’s the sound of our music. Keep singing those high notes, show me how loud you can sing.”

I cry out until I come all over his dick and my climax buzzes my whole body and I clasp onto the bed with my ass in the air.

He slaps my ass hard and he fucks my pussy until it’s numb, then he shoots his load inside of me. When he pulls out, I turn around to see his face flushed and sheen of sweat coats his forehead. He pulls the condom off; light blood coats the latex and he waltzes off to the bathroom. My sex aches and is swollen and begging to be fucked again. The sound of water echoes throughout the room then suddenly it stops. Moments later, he strides towards me with eyes that says he’s not done with me. Felix Sawyer is a majestic lover. A cunning lover. A filthy lover.

He lowers himself between my legs and wipes the warm blood from my thigh then my folds gently. It stings but it feels good and soothing as if running warm water over a sore.

How many women has he does this with to know how to clean them so well?

When he’s done attending to me like I’m a fragile flower, he changes his gray sheets to red sheets and we both lie there, staring at the high ceiling fan, trapped in our own thoughts.

“I lost my virginity to my fantasy crush,” I whisper more to myself than to him. Shock greets me as if I’m an old friend, warm and welcoming. And I shake my head and my eyes analyze his face. The light from the T.V. outlines his jaw and his facial expression is cool as a cucumber.

“You’re welcome,” he says, and then he rolls on top of me and pins my hands above my head, nudging his dick against my sex. “I get to play with your pussy until the tour starts.” His voice is husky and hazy with sex. He says it as if he can’t believe that we just fucked. Excitement lingers in his warm eyes.

I gasp as he slides back inside of me. “Y-Yes,” I nod so hard that I think my neck is going to snap in two.

Then we fuck until the sun kisses the sky.

Felix

Women are the most dangerous creatures on this planet. They bring a man down to their knees with what’s between their legs. Pussy. It’s what we strive for every day. That’s what we think about all day. How are we going to get laid? Are we going to get laid? When are we going to get laid? But when you are a rock star, pussy is thrown at you like hail coming down from the sky—hard and fast. So you don’t have to work for it. I haven’t chased pussy since I became a rock star. And Sadie—fucking Sadie—made me work for it.

Her pussy is delicious and mine—all fucking mine. Me chasing her was worth it.

When I woke up this morning, she had already left. I wanted her to stick around for a few more rounds. Maybe get her to suck my dick again, and I’ll eat her pussy until she can’t breathe. But I figured she wasn’t the type to want to hang around, she’s married to work.

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