Page 15 of His Fractured Girl

“Are you going to make room for me?” My eyes clear, seeing her staring at me from the foot of her bed.

I spread my legs. “There’s plenty of room right here.” The look she gives me sends a current up my shaft. There’s a fire in her blood that makes mine burn for her.

She climbs onto the bed, crawling toward me slowly, testing the strength of my willpower with every inch she draws closer. She’s intentionally teasing me. The wicked gleam in her eyes taunting the cum right from the end of my dick. I tug at my collar, trying to loosen the tightness around my neck, but it’s the tightness between my legs that is being strangled.

“If you’re going to hog my bed…” She stops before me. “You better pay the toll.”

I grip her chin, licking my lips. This girl has no idea what she’s doing to me. “Gladly.”

She lets out a whimper as I pull her in, allowing me to slip my tongue right past the sexy sound, taking what I want from her. Giving her what she needs. It’s a steep price to pay considering the current state I’m in. The pressure in my balls is almost to the point of pain and only amplifying as her little tongue grows more insistent. She shifts between my legs, climbing onto my lap. I take things deeper, grabbing onto her waist, clinging to her as she grows restless.

I’m in sweet hell right now. Burning alive under her heat. She’s grinding down, seeking the friction to help soothe her ache, but mine is growing more incessant. I grab onto her ass, thrusting upward. Giving her what she needs. A soft moan slips between my lips and it glides down my shaft, curling up in my sac. I feel like I could do better. Make her first orgasm with me one that she’ll always remember.

“Can I touch you, baby?”

“Yes,” she breathes into me, and my pride swells, taking it as a win.

I sit up, wrapping her in my arms and carefully place her down onto her back. Seeing the red in her cheeks, her pink lips swollen from our kisses, the glazed look in her eyes… It’s a sight burned into memory. Knowing she trusts me enough to let me touch her… That’s something I don’t take lightly. As brash as it may sound, I never cared with the other girls I was with. I was always rushing to the end game, trying to get to my release. But with Sophie, I want to take my time with her. I want her craving me so deeply that she nearly loses her mind.

I shift back, slowly working to remove her flannel pants. When I get a glimpse of black panties clinging to her folds, the hunger nearly rips from my throat. I swallow it down on a gulp, trailing my eyes lower. Her thick thighs…creamy porcelain skin…all her smooth softness…have me thirsting to run my tongue up every inch. To sink my fingers in and squeeze. I toss her pajamas to the side, before I’m back at her lips, needing another taste. When her hips try to seek the air, begging for pressure, I run my fingers down, rubbing over the wet satin. She’s soaked through and moaning for more.

I roll my thumb right over her clit and her body arches up into my touch. Her tongue driving deeper in my mouth.

She’s so sensitive. So starved for the release. It’s not going to be long before she’s tipping over the edge, but I’m going to draw this out for as long as I can. “I need to see you, pretty girl.”

Her eyes flutter open as I slowly pull away from her mouth. Her pupils are even darker now. Her lids barely able to stay open from the weight of her need. I shift back on my haunches and rub my thumb over her again. Watching the fluttery feeling wash over her face. She sucks in on a gasp as I pinch her swollen clit. I’m going to learn every single thing that drives her crazy and become an expert in servicing her.

I keep stroking and teasing, studying until my need to see her becomes unbearable. I reach for her waistband, slipping her panties down and watching as her dark curls come into view. I can’t wait to run my fingers through her coarse hair as my mouth is suctioned to her clit. I tug her panties lower, and that swollen bud has my mouth watering. She’s a goddess. A temptation even the devil couldn’t resist. Her thick, glistening folds are causing an obscene mess inside my pants. I’m desperate to lick up every drop of her and feed her body’s cravings.

“I’ve never seen anything so pretty.” I brush my fingers up her thighs, trailing over her silky skin. “You’re so perfect, Soph.”

“Please, Travis.” The longing in her voice has me reaching between her legs. Rubbing over her swollen, wet skin. Exploring every inch with my touch. Studying every crease around her eyes as she watches my movement. Every gasp and whimper as I build her up. Learning what causes her body to tremble. What has her panting for a release.

I run my fingers down, circling her entrance, and her mouth parts on a moan. She’s ready for more. Desperate for it. Her fingers cling to her comforter as I start to push inside her, gripping it tight like she’s holding on for dear life. I run my thumb over her clit again, and she thrusts against my touch, taking me deeper.

“I’m trying to go slow, baby. I want to savor every second, but you’re an impatient little one, aren’t you?”

“It just feels so good, Travis. I didn’t know I would like it so much.”

Her words give me pause. She’s making it sound like she’s never been touched before. “Are you a virgin, Sophie?” When her body tenses, her walls clenching me from within, I think I know the answer.

“No. I’m not,” she says, proving me wrong. “But nothing’s ever felt like this.”

I like that answer. I want everything to be better with me than it was with all the rest. I don’t ever want her walking away feeling less than satisfied. And I certainly don’t want anyone from her past showing me up and making her long for what they once had together.

“If you give this body over to me, Soph, I promise to give you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams.” I’ll be majoring in her orgasms, studying her thoroughly and teaching us both new things. I crook my finger up inside her, wanting to back my words, looking for the spot I know she’s never felt before. When she lets out a gasp, her pussy bucking against my palm, I know I’ve found it. I rub over her G-spot again, using my other hand to focus on her clit. She starts to pant. Her little hips wiggling into my touch. Her eyes closed tight. Body nearly shaking.

“That’s it, baby. Give yourself over to it and come for me.”

And she does. Her pussy floods me with her release as she thrusts against my fingers, demanding I pump her through every shocking pulse that rocks through her system. My cock is nearly on the brink of my own release. Just a few strokes and I’d be shooting my load all over her pink comforter. Marking it with my scent so males for miles keep their distance. But it will have to be another day. This moment is about her. This is my gratitude for her trusting me with her body.

I lean forward, kissing her gently. “You really are something special, Sophie.”

I’ve never met anyone like her.

“I’m beginning to feel the same about you, Travis.” She snuggles into her pillow, looking sleepy now. After that intense release I’m sure she is. Plus, it’s close to midnight and I know she has to get up early for class.

“Let me tuck you in, babe. Then I’ll head out so you can get some sleep.” I stand and get her all nice and snug under herblankets, then place one last kiss on her lips. “Good night, my sweet girl. Dream about me.”

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