Page 11 of Grace's Redemption
Three
MASE
Oh fuck.
If I weren’t right about the kiss making me want to stay, her sweet pussy would have done it for me for sure. Why was I making it harder for me?
Pun intended.
“Gracie,” I moaned her name and flicked her clit with my tongue.
Like I suspected she was already wet. How many times had I made her wet? I wanted to know.
I peered up at her as I placed my whole mouth on her pussy and licked her.
She collapsed onto the bed when I sucked on her sweet center.
Her hips rocked and pushed against me.
I held her thighs open.
I pressed my tongue inside of her. My tongue pushed at the barrier. She was a virgin. I knew it, but I didn’t know she’d never been touched. More reasons for me to stop.
The message stopped at my brain and failed to inform my cock as it pressed against my zipper. It failed to warn the rest of my body as well.
Bottom line, I wanted her.
I would be the first …but not the last.
I sat up.
Her eyes shot open and she scrambled to get back on her elbow.
“Please, don’t stop.” She purred. Her eyes grew wide and bright. She licked her lips. “What’s wrong?”
“You want me?” I asked. On their own, my fingers explored. I ran the tip of my index finger over her clit. Her eyes half closed.
“I’ve always wanted you.” She answered like it was the stupidest question I could have asked. “You’ve always wanted me, so what’s the problem.”
She had no idea.
She’d never had sex before. It wasn’t the same with guys. I knew how she felt about me. I was taking advantage of her.
I’d fuck her and then leave.
She had no clue the type of heartbreak she was in for after I left. Maybe I was projecting.
Truth was on my cross-country trip to Seattle, Washington. I wanted to keep my mind on the open road and my bike, not what I left behind. I had no responsibilities and nothing holding me back.
Not even the sweetest pussy I’d ever tasted could make me stay.
“I don’t want to hurt you.” I pressed a finger inside of her and then two. She was so tight and my cock felt it already. Sliding into her tight warmth would be epic.
“I know it hurts the first time.” She shrugged.
“That’s not what I meant.”
I pulled my hand away. She sat up and grabbed it and put it back between her legs.
