Page 42 of Rejected Nanny Mate
I had no response. There was no space in my mind for words. All I could do was moan, and gasp, and squirm as Joe's tongue parted my lips and ran the length of me, tasting me from bottom to top. He swirled around my clit, and when he sucked the bundle of nerves into his mouth, I thought I might die from the pleasure.
“So good,” he murmured, his fingers joining his tongue and lips. One of his thick, calloused digits teased my entrance, and I felt myself getting even wetter. It was a tight fit, but I was so slick that he was able to make slow, steady progress as he pressed into me.
“That's it, baby. Just relax.”
He was speaking to me, but I was too far gone to answer. His finger was moving slowly in and out of me, gaining depth each time, but suddenly, he reached some sort of barrier inside me, and he froze. I whimpered at the loss of sensation, but his voice was oddly serious as he asked.
“Gwen...are you a virgin?”
If I hadn't been senseless from my heat, I might have been more embarrassed, but his mouth had just been on mypussy, and I didn't have it in me to feel anything but desire. “Yes...is that a problem?”
“Not a problem. It's amazing.”
I tried to roll my hips, but his free hand kept my body in place as he leaned up over me and kissed me. This time, it was softer, sweeter, and there was something about the way he was touching me that was making the need inside of me less frantic.
“I'm going to take care of you, baby,” he promised. “We'll go slow. Just relax.”
He kissed down my body again until he reached my core, and he worked his finger into my entrance once more. When he met that barrier, he sucked my clit between his lips hard, and the wave of pleasure drowned out the slightest pinch as the barrier broke. With that, he was fully inside me, and Joe pulled out, covering two fingers with my slick this time before curling them into me.
“That's it,” he growled. “You're taking my fingers so well, baby.”
This time, there was no pain, only pleasure, and when he crooked his fingers and hit some secret place inside of me, I saw stars behind my eyelids. I was trembling, and Joe was murmuring soft words of encouragement against my skin. His tongue and mouth were still working on my clit, and soon I was clenching around his fingers. My first orgasm hit me hard, and it was nothing like anything I'd ever felt before. It was like I was being ripped apart and put back together at the same time, and it was all because of him.
“Oh my god,” I panted as the tremors slowly subsided.
Joe was kissing his way back up my body, and when he got to my face, he nuzzled my neck, inhaling deeply. “You're doing so well, Omega. Are you ready to take my cock?”
“Yes,” I gasped, arching against him. “Please. I want you.”
“I'm yours,” he promised. He leaned back, grabbing his cock and shifting his hips so that the tip of him pressed against my entrance. “Gwen...I'm going to claim you. If we do this, I'm going to knot you. I need to know that you're okay with that.”
“I'm okay,” I said, swallowing. I knew what knotting was, but I'd never imagined I'd be experiencing it, especially with Joe. There was a nervousness in my belly, but there was also excitement, all of it tinged with the overwhelming lust of my heat.
The head of his cock began to press in, and I tensed slightly at the foreign feeling. I trusted Joe, but the sensation was intense, and it took all of my willpower to stay relaxed. He moved slowly, easing himself in. The stretch was so tight, and it took a minute before I felt my body accept him, my pussy growing slicker, to help him slide in.
I grabbed his arms, fingernails digging into his biceps. All of Joe's muscles were tense from how hard he was working to keep himself under control, but he was determined not to hurt me. I could see it on his face, and feel it in the way he moved, so slow and careful. He wasn't going to let anything happen to me. He was protecting me, caring for me.
I reached up and touched his cheek, stroking my thumb over his beard. “I'm okay,” I repeated.
Joe turned and kissed my palm, then pulled out, sliding back into me. This time, it was easier, and he kept going until he was buried to the hilt. I could feel his hips bumping into mine,and the heavy weight of his balls as they hit me with each slow thrust.
“Fuck. I'm inside of you, Gwen. I'm a part of you.”
“I-I feel it.”
He lowered his mouth to mine, kissing me deeply, and it was like we were truly one, connected in every way possible. Joe's hips started to move faster, and the feeling of his thick cock sliding in and out of me was sending jolts of pleasure through my pussy. I wrapped my legs around his waist and rocked my hips, meeting him thrust for thrust.
“Oh my god,” he groaned. “That's it, baby. Fuck, you're so tight.”
“Joe,” I whimpered. “I need more.”
“I know.” He pulled out of me, and I whined at the loss, but then he grabbed my hips and flipped me over, pulling my ass into the air.
“This way,” he growled. “You'll take me deeper.”
I gripped the blankets and pushed up onto all fours, gasping as his hands stroked over the curve of my ass.
“So beautiful,” he crooned. “So perfect.”
