Page 15 of Forbidden Virgin

She sauntered naked, and he basked in the beauty alongside him. Kate had surpassed his expectations, and making love to her had brought the sense of novelty to him too—they shared a connection he now experienced for the first time.

He gestured at the whirlpool and turned on the jets. Because of his constant surfing, he’d ended up neglecting using his pool and hot tub, but tonight he’d make memories under the stars. Memories he’d hold on to when she traveled to Europe where she’d live the exciting life she deserved. His heart squeezed in his chest. Damn it.

His cock hardened when she entered the tub. He followed her, the hot water caressing them like silky sheets. She linked her arms around him with so much ease as if they’d been a couple their whole lives. She brushed her sweet lips on his cheek and little charges of electricity surged in his scalp. He caught her lips in a hungry kiss, sitting on the edge of the tub to give her more leverage.

Receiving the message, she straddled him. When her pussy touched his throbbing cock, his body roared in response, the recognition raw and hot. He broke the kiss, and shoved his fingers into her hair, pulling her hair and making her look down at him. With her pupils dilated and long luscious lashes almost shutting her eyes she’d never looked so beautiful. “Tell me what you want.”

“I want you,” she said, and her hand slid down his chest, her index finger making an invisible pattern on his nipple.

“You’re a naughty virgin, aren’t you?” he said. “You’ll do whatever I tell you. Obey my every command.” The question came out as a statement, his voice much rougher than intended. Hell, he didn’t want to scare her.

She licked the corner of her lips, her eyes lit. “Yes. I’ll do anything you want me to. But why do you call me virgin? I’m not one anymore.”

“Oh yes, you are,” he said, and slid his hand on her buttocks, squeezing her lusty ass. “Until I pop all your cherries you’re still my naughty virgin.” She’d always be his virgin but he preferred not to discuss the future.

She giggled, excitement flickering in her baby blues. “Is it going to hurt?”

“No, baby. I’m going to do it when you’re ready and you’re going to climax like never before. Because I’ll own your ass,” he said, and lifted her a notch so he could trace his tongue over her neck. She sighed into him, and nestled herself against him. He’d never hurt her, but as much as he wanted to fuck her sweet tight ass, he knew he had to wait and get her more used to him, to his size, before slamming her asshole silly.

“I love when you talk dirty,” she whispered, caressing his hair.

He nipped her neck, grazing his teeth over her smooth flesh. She moaned, and he could hear that sound forever. “You enjoy filthy talking because you’re a dirty girl and I love it.” He brought her breast to his mouth, and sucked the full tit until she resumed moaning, throwing her head back and pulling him against her. With the other hand, he slid down her back, massaging her butt. She stiffened at first, maybe worried he’d gone back in his promise of waiting.

“Don’t worry, Kate, I’m not fucking your ass tonight. I’ll tease your cunt until you beg me to stop. But I want to start playing with your hole so you’ll get used to it,” he said, and she relaxed in his hold, her muscles loosening.

He kissed her other breast, his tongue teasing her puckered nipple. Slowly, he placed his hand between her butt cheeks and left it there. She squirmed under his touch, and a rush of blood surged down his length. How much longer could he take? Not long.

“Yes,” she murmured.

He sucked her globe, deciding to use the distraction to carefully make a circular invisible pattern with his index finger near her opening. She was so damn tight. Maybe a butt plug would help—but he didn’t want to scare her off. Tonight, he’d simply play with it and show her she could have pleasure. “You’re so tight, baby. When I thrust inside your asshole it’ll be beautiful.”

“Stop talking about it or I’ll ask for it tonight.”

“No. You’re not ready.”

She slid her hand down his cock. “Well, you’re ready.”

“Always ready for you.”

She stroked him, and he hissed out a word he himself didn’t comprehend. With a chuckle, she encircled up and down his length, and in retaliation he inserted his finger into her small opening. She gasped, and he imagined, even with the fair warning, everything still surprised her—which pleased him a great deal.

She positioned herself closer to him, and rubbed his dick on her, clumsily trying to put him inside her.

“Let’s do this slowly, babe, so I don’t hurt you,” he said, and without disconnecting his finger from her hole, used his other hand to guide himself to her entrance. She quivered, and moved with just his tip inside her. The minimum contact caused his groin to stir.

“You feel so good inside me,” she said.

He lifted his hips so a few more inches entered her. She bucked against him, and linked her arms around his head. “Ride me,” he demanded.

“I don’t know if I can take all of you,” she said. “You’re too big.”

With his free hand, he clenched the side of her waist and moved it from one side to the other, showing her what to do and soon she moved sensually. God. Her pussy was still tight, her slick inner muscles clinging to him. He kissed her, his mouth devouring hers and finding no resistance. She moaned against his lips, the sound beyond sexy.

He rocked his hips into her, thrusting his entire cock inside and she sucked in a sharp breath. Damn it. He didn’t want to hurt her but her moan had set a wild primal craving inside of him. A need only fulfilled when he pounded her good. But he had to give her some control. “Fuck me, Kate. Ride me as fast or slow as you want. Punish me with that sweet, tight pussy of yours.”

She gave him a confident smile, and there was the Kate he knew. She plastered her hands on his shoulders and moved like he’d shown her minutes earlier. God. Every inch of him throbbed with need, begging for release. Soon, she found a delicious rhythm to sway against him, bucking her hips to one side then the other, and by the look of satisfaction on her beautiful face, he could tell she enjoyed herself.

He took advantage and moved his finger inside her anus. Before he claimed her pert ass, she needed to stretch and get used to some playing. “Fuck yeah. Kate, you’re so sexy,” he said, egging her on.

She rocked him harder, intensifying the tempo. He added another finger into her anal passage and it barely fit. He wanted this woman, and he’d have her any way he could and all ways he could. She soon started to spasm on him, her loud moans and whimpers cutting through the night.

She lowered her lips to his, and this time she owned it: she nipped his upper lip, holding him tight, and their tongues meshed in the most urgent relentless way. Her kiss carried a naughty secret that didn’t need words. She could be new, but Kate had been born to be this hot, this dirty, this wild. And if it depended on him, they were just getting started.

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