Page 8 of Forbidden Virgin

“Yes. Yes.”

“I’m not going to pop your cherry now, but I’ll help you out.”

“Please, Graham. I’m all yours.”

He pulled down her pants and underwear, and goose bumps rose on her legs every time a part of her got exposed to him. She should feel embarrassment. This was the second time he saw her pussy and in broad daylight. But all she managed was to rejoice in the toe-curling sensation of being under him, his lips kissing hers, his finger flicking her engorged clit. She humped him, bucking her cunt into him, in hopes he’d change his mind and give her the ultimate release—his enormous, hard cock pumping deep into her.

“God. Yes.”

“You’re soaked, baby,” he whispered into her hair, close enough to her earlobe to send tingles of electricity charging through her body. “Fuck I’ve never seen someone so wet.”

“All for you.”

His thumb intensified the flicks on her clit, a bundle of nerves sizzling in her sex. The provocation won—his hungry kisses, his thumb working her and the occasional pinch on her tightened nipple did it. Soon, she convulsed under him, ripples of pleasure shifting into an orgasm shaking her from top to bottom.

“So intense,” she said when the spasms waned.

“I love seeing you come.” He traced her lips with his thumb. She licked it, tasting herself—tangy, almost citrusy, and she didn’t mind it one bit. Encouraged, she sucked his thumb up and down.

“Then make me,” she said, realizing she wouldn’t mind coming again. She nipped the tip of his finger, and he groaned. Pure female empowerment threaded down her spine.

“You greedy, little naughty girl,” he said gravelly and the little hairs on the back of her neck stood on end.

Giggling, she rolled on top of him. “Not so greedy. I want to get you off too.” Wasn’t it only fair? Granted, she doubted her lack of expertise wouldn’t show, but she’d make up with eagerness. She wanted to kiss him intimately, as he’d done her the other day at the beach. Every time they enjoyed each other she imagined a chunk of his resolution not to screw her chipped away. She’d keep trying until she demolished all his defenses.

He shifted, and rested his hands on her legs. “You don’t have to.”

She leaned closer, enunciating every word. “I want your cock fucking my mouth.”

His jaw clenched, and for a moment he didn’t say anything. He flashed her a concerned glance, and she would have given anything to know exactly what went on in his mind. She sucked in a breath, worrying if he’d tell her to get off him and get dressed. But once again, Graham surprised her and said, “How did you learn to speak so dirty for a virgin?”

“I’m a virgin, not a saint,” she said, omitting the amount of erotic novels she’d read when she always imagined herself as the heroine and he as the hero.

She pulled down his boxer briefs, and he helped her, kicking his pants to the side. She kissed his neck and he said words she couldn’t quite comprehend, which only made it hotter.

She traced a path of kisses down his neck, licking over his Adam’s apple, reverencing his main vein. Every part of him tasted like heaven. She undid his buttons, and when she opened the whole shirt, she saw the tattoos swirling around his arms. She’d peeked at them a few times in the past and had always wanted to kiss each one of them. Some of her classmates at college had tats—whatever was trendy and hip. But Graham had timeless, bad-ass tribal ink starting on his shoulder blade and snaking down to his wrist.

She kissed his perfect abs, caressing the delicious bumps and hard ridges under her palm.

When a path of hair narrowed down to his cock, a wave of warmth spread across her cheeks. Gosh. He was gorgeous, his shaft much larger than what she’d seen in dirty movies—and she’d seen plenty. She contemplated the rush of blood on the underside veins, and how hard he was. His head was smooth, with precum bubbling at the tip, the cue for her to dip her head and lick it.

He tasted a bit salty but good. She swirled her tongue at his top, fetching his entire sample, and he let out a groan. “Yes, baby. Suck me. See what you do to me,” he said, shoving his hand into her hair and caressing her scalp.

She licked alongside him, tentatively at first, then she fit what he could of him in her mouth, and sucked him up and down like she’d seen in the movies. She reached for his balls—heavy and full in her hands. She gave them a light squeeze, which seemed to excite him. He growled, the sexiest sound she’d ever heard, then pulled her hair, dictating the motion and rhythm he wanted from her, and she didn’t mind. She followed his silent instructions.

“Good girl, keep on sucking me,” he hissed out.

Her clit throbbed, re-awakening, and she almost reached to touch herself but she needed both hands to hold him steady while she sucked his cock because of its large girth—one would not be enough. She abandoned his balls and palmed his length with both hands. She grazed her teeth on his dick, and he pulled her hair a tad harder.

She focused on his tip again where more liquid bubbled, licking it all. The action made her feel empowered, in control. Naughty. “I can’t wait to swallow all of you.” She’d never imagined doing such a thing to anyone but Graham. The idea of having him inside her in any way turned her on.

“Not today, love, I have other plans,” he said, and pulled her head gently from his cock, flipping her so her back pressed against the sofa. “I’m giving you a taste of what it will be like when I’m inside you.”

She blinked, making sense of his words, but understood what he meant when he positioned himself in the apex of her thighs. She wrapped him with her legs, inviting him in, almost not believing her luck. Hope energized her. Did he change his mind?

Graham brought the tip of his cock and rubbed it against her entrance. She let out a moan, her nipples tightening to an unbearable degree. The contact belted a hot wave inside her, her heart slamming against her ribcage. “Feels good, doesn’t it?”

She nodded, unable to string words together. He continued to rub himself on her walls, massaging her tender flesh, then he placed his cock at her center and came to a stop.

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