Page 40 of Regrets

Because I won’t fucking stop as long as she wants it.

My right hand snakes down between our bodies and unbuttons her jeans. I slide the zipper down as we kiss and push my hand down the front of her jeans and over her pussy, feeling the wetness seep through her silky panties. I rub her as her hips buck against me, and she moans again.

The sweetest sound I’ve ever heard.

I can’t fucking breathe. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever experienced, not in high school, not at college. There’s nothing like kissing P.

I lower her jeans, sliding them down her thighs, letting my hands smooth over the bare skin as I stand back up and lift her shirt over her head, leaving her chest bare for me.

Her tits are fucking perfect, full and perky with pink nipples hard with arousal. “Fuck, P.”

“Don’t stop.”

My mouth moves from her lips and down her chin as her head leans back. My lips drag over her neck and to her breasts, teasing and sucking her pebbled nipples.

Her fingers thread through my hair as she tugs and pulls my face back to hers, her mouth once again devouring mine. I pick her up, taking us to the bed.

I lay her down and take my jeans off, quickly lowering my briefs and kicking them and my jeans off as I look at her laying on the bed in front of me. My hands slide under the thin straps of her panties as I lower them down and off.

My body slides over hers as we kiss again. I don’t think I’ve ever kissed one girl so much, but I can’t get enough of her plump pouty lips.

My hand moves between our bodies, my fingers sliding through her wet slit up to her clit. She gasps in my mouth when I swirl the wetness around her swollen clit. “Oh God.”

“Has he ever made you come?”

Her head shakes from side to side, making my dick even harder as my forehead presses against hers. Then my lips kiss her nose, her jaw, her mouth, and I take my time with her. I slide one finger inside her tight pussy and groan when her hips buck forward on impulse, hungry for more. I pull my finger from her and move back to her clit, teasing her, guiding her toward an orgasm, needing to be the one to give it to her.

“Please.”

I flick over her clit with my finger, swirling my fingers around it and then down her slit, slowly dragging it back to her clit and feel her hand grip my wrist tightly, her body starting to convulse in pleasure as her nails dig into my wrist.

“Ahhhh.”

Her hips buck against my hand as I kiss her and revel in the sweet moans and panting coming from her as she comes undone.

When her hand pulls mine away, I brace myself and cup her jaw with my other hand, looking down at her. “Tell me you want this. That you want . . .”

Me.

“I want this, . . .” her eyes look up at me as her legs part, letting me settle between them, “Linc.”

Her saying my name is all I need as I move my hand down between our sweaty bodies and grab my engorged cock, placing it at her entrance. “Fuck, P.”

Her lips press against mine as she holds onto my shoulders, and I can’t take it anymore, sliding inside her with more force than a gentleman would, but I fucking need her. She grimaces in pain as her body accommodates me. Her nails scrape against my back, and I’m certain they draw blood as we both still with me completely inside her.

“Tell me when to move, P.”

Please let it be soon.I feel like I might die while her pussy strangles my cock, but I don’t move my hips. Her nails dig into my shoulders, and she presses her bare tits against my chest, parting her thighs wider as she adjusts to me.

“Move, Linc.” It’s a sexy murmur against my lips.

My hips pull back, sliding my cock almost all the way out as I move back inside her slowly, feeling every single sensation as she clenches tightly around me, her hands holding onto me for dear life.

One of her hands moves to my ass, digging in and pulling my cock deeper inside her as she sucks in a deep breath when I fill her completely.

Our foreheads rub against each other with each thrust, her tits heave into my chest, and I can barely take it any longer, feeling the buildup, knowing I’m close and not wanting it to be over. But our hips move together as my dick pumps into her with furious need.

“Oh my God, Linc. I think I’m coming . . .” I feel the walls of her pussy grip my cock in a tight vice and fuse my lips to her, capturing her cry as we come together.

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