Page 16 of Long Hard Ride
“This might hurt a little, but I promise, it will get better.”
“I trust you. Please, I want you.” She spreads her legs wider. “I want this more than anything...” She clasps her arms around me and thrusts against me, as my head eases in, breaking through her thin membrane. I moan, feeling her tight grip slowly expand around me. Fuck.
My swollen balls ache as I push in a little more. Brooke cries out louder. Her hot, tight walls clamp around my cock. “Jesus Christ, baby, you feel so fucking good,” I groan, forcing myself to be gentle. “Talk to me. Are you okay?”
I stay still, letting her become accustomed to my cock, the feel of being filled to the max.
“You feel so good.” She whimpers, spreading her legs wider for me. Her quick, hot breaths come in hard streams against my neck.
“And you’re the hottest fucking woman I’ve ever met.” I turn, meeting her lips and kiss her like a starving, raging beast, who’s long overdue for a mate. I pull out slowly and drive back in to her tight juicy pussy. “You’re mine,” I grunt, wanting to savagely fuck her balls to ass deep, and keep fucking, but somehow, I hold back. “Move with me.” I moan, barely able to get the words out. My cock twitches, as her legs wrap around me. I reach around her, gripping one ass cheek in each hand to guide her.
“Oh fuck, Shane.” She shudders. We’re both slick with sweat as she rolls her hips and starts rocking with me. I glide in and out, feeling my balls tighten, ready for release.
“Oh God,” she screams, spreading her legs wider for me and I thrust harder, meeting her rhythm. My senses are on overload. Brooke’s blowing my mind with every touch and sound. We’re a perfect goddamn fit. She’s hit some kind of switch within me. I clasp her ass cheeks, spreading and closing them with every thrust, and she writhes like a wild animal. I can’t believe this is her first time.
“The first cum inside your womb will bemine.” I thrust deeper, and Brooke writhes and groans for me. “Is that what you want? I’m going to fill you, baby girl.”
“Yes.” She tightens her legs around my waist. I fuck her deeper and thrust harder. My balls slap against her ass. Her slick walls clamp around me as we ride harder and faster.
I’m kissing her, fucking her at the same time, trying to fill every fucking hole. I can’t get enough. “You’re mine, Brooke.”
She screams out, writhing and moaning, and I feel her starting to come apart. “Come for me, Brooke. I want to feel your pretty cherry cunt come all over my cock for the first time.” I reach between us and stroke her sopping wet clit. My little cherry girl bucks against my fingers.
My balls tighten with every thrust. Every fucking ounce of hesitancy is gone. I’m grunting and fucking her with everything I have.
Brooke trembles, screaming out my name. Her velvet walls clench around my cock tighter than ever.
“Milk me dry, baby girl. Come on my cock,” I roar, driving into her.
Brooke bucks, riding my dick as she dissolves in ecstasy, crying out my name. I see stars and blinding white light, and I launch like a rocket.Goddamn.
She wins me. I win her. She’s all mine. I thrust again, claiming her deep, spurting every last drop of my seed into her.
I collapse into Brooke’s shoulder. We’re both slicked with sweat. Holding her close, I bury my nose into her silken hair. Six months, six years, forever—I never want to let her go.
I know it’s selfish to want her the way I do. And yeah, if I want something, I usually just take it. Because I know it will never be anything permanent. Anything other than part time, or for a short time, isn’t for me. And it’s never been a problem, until now.
I’m not a man who loses control—and I just did.
