Page 15 of Silent Night With Adrian

When I reach her hips, I pause, meeting her gaze, and pull her panties off her hips and toss them to the side. She is smooth and fully waxed, her folds glistening with signs of her desire.

“Oh baby, you’re perfect,” I murmur as she blushes deeper, and I lower my mouth to her plump pink lips, showing her how gentle I can be, how thorough. I find her pink pearly clit, peaking under the clitoral hood. I pay special attention to that bundle of nerves.

“Oh fuck!” she cries out as I lick along the side of this hardening bud.

“Not yet,” I mumble as I keep my mouth on her. I lose myself in the taste of her sweet salty wetness gushing from her wet slit, the urgent sounds she makes, the way her fingers twist in the sheets as I bring her to the peak.

As she screams during her orgasm, I thrust two fingers into her contracting pussy, stretching her to prepare for the first time she takes a cock. She’s so tight. And I’m bigger than most men. I know she needs to be well prepared for what may be a shocking experience for her. Pain is not something I want her to associate our first time with.

As she comes down from her climax, her muscles limp from the experience, I continue to saw my fingers in and out of her wet pussy, finally adding a third finger, going deeper with each thrust. When she starts to open her eyes and moan with each movement, pushing back onto my fingers, I know she’s about as ready as she’ll ever be.

I move up her body, spread her legs, pin her knees back so that they touch the bed on either side of her.

“Are you ready to take me?” I growl before covering her mouth with mine. When I lift my head, I see that her eyes are hazy with her orgasm and are focused on my face.

“I don’t want to hurt you baby, so we’ll go slow in the beginning and you tell me if you need me to stop.”

She nods her understanding.

“But make no mistake about it. I’m going to take you tonight. We'll just take it at your pace.”

She bites her lips. “Please, Adrian. I want this. I want you so badly.”

Green light.

I notch my cock into her wet opening. Then I push my steel rod forward, groaning with how tight she grips my cock.

“Oh, god.” She tightens her hands around my arms, her eyes widening in alarm.

“You can take me, baby. Stay with me.”

I push forward a couple more inches. And again.

She starts shaking her head, pushing on my chest. “I can’t, Adrian. I can’t. It’s too much.”

I stop, halfway inside of her.

“I’m sorry, Adrian.” She cries softly, her tears tracking down her temples. “It hurts. I’m scared.”

I take some deep breaths, trying to calm my heart and my hungry cock that wants to just ram into her.

Calm the fuck down.

“It’s okay,” I growl. “I’ll make you feel good and you let me know when to keep going.”

She nods, her eyes doubtful.

I bend down to kiss her deeply with deep strokes into her mouth. She moans, clearly loving the attention.

I reach down between our bodies to stroke across her mons and use the fluids that seeped out of her pussy to lubricate my thumb before I start stroking across her clit in a firm steady rhythm.

She cries out, thrusting her pussy into me harder.

Not yet.

I continue to finger her clit, building the pressure across her beautiful bundle of nerves.

She cries out some more, thrusting into me more insistently.

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