She tilts her head, cute as hell, sassy as fuck. “I thought you were going to taste me, huh?”
Her confidence fires me up like nothing else could. I smirk and then slide to the floor, grabbing her legs and pushing them apart. Her hole winks at me, pink with a film of wetness over it. Her folds are covered with her desire.
I kiss her inner thigh, completely filled up with her scent, kissing closer and closer until I can almost taste her. It’s like she’s tickling across my tongue. Her moans are almost needy, her legs shifting.
“Kaleb,” she whimpers.
There’s no going back after this. Hell, was there anyway? Once I taste her, I’ll want to do it again and again and again. I won’t be able to try and stop myself from claiming and owning her.
“Tell me to…”Stop. That’s what I said the first time, back when there was a chance I could tame myself, but I can’t now. “Lick your eager pussy. Beg me, Sophie.”
“Please,” she moans. “Oh, Kaleb. Lick my pussy. Please taste me.”
“Fuck.”
I lean forward and kiss her folds, then slide my tongue out and slip it up and down her seam. She shivers against me when I lick around her hole, spreading her wetness. She tastes so damn good it triggers something in me, my dick getting somehow harder, the come trying to blow.
“Get your pussy even wetter for me,” I growl. “Then I’m going to fuck your tight hole. I’m going to fuck you until you’re creaming down my dick, Sophie. Okay? Can you do that?”
“I… uh… I’m a virgin.” She says it quickly, like she wants to push it out.
I sit back and look up at her, my heart thudding hard. That means her tight pussy has never even felt a dick before. Mine will be the first one. Maybe the only one if the world wasn’t such an unfair place. Fuck, thinking of somebody else… No, I can’t. I’d kill any man who touched her.
“I just thought you should know,” she laughs awkwardly. “You’re way more experienced than me.”
“Just lie back,” I tell her. “Relax. Let me lick you. You’ll come for me just like you did when I used my hand. It’ll make your holewetter. Then you’ll take me. You’ll take every inch for the first time.”
“Do you think I’m ready?” she asks.
I smooth my hand to her entrance and slide my middle finger in. “You’re tight,” I moan, fingering her slowly, then moving in circles when she starts to moan. “But I can feel your wet pussy opening up for me.”
“You c-can?” she whispers.
“Just go with it, Sophie.”
Slowly, I slip another finger inside. She gasps and stares down at me, shock on her face.
“Just wait,” I say, making sure to move slowly. “Don’t overthink it. Just relax. Your body knows what it wants.”
Her perfect fuckingvirginbody. I’m going to be the man to slip into that perfect glistening hole for the first time and fuck her until she’s whimpering and begging for more.
I was right. Her body does want this. Her walls quiver for me as soon as I gently thrust both my fingers inside her. “You can feel your pussy opening,” I say passionately. “When I slide my dick into you, it’ll be just like that. You’ll feel the tip first. Then your sweet honey pot will open for me. You’ll take just past the tip, inch by inch until I’m burieddeep.”
Slowly, I pump my fingers even deeper inside of her. She whimpers as I hold myself there, buried right in her perfect pussy. “That’s it. Move your hips in time with me. Imagine you’re caressing my cock when you go up and down.”
“Like this?” she moans, shifting her hips in time with my finger.
I stare, totally captivated by the way she moves. It’s like she’s grinding up and down my cock, like she’s coaxing every last drop of seed from my dick. She gasps when I lean forward and stroke my tongue across her clit.
“Perfect,” I moan. “Everything about you is just so damn perfect. Keep riding my fingers. Get yourself ready for what we’re going to do. Together.”
She rocks her hips just like I’ve told her, making my dick ache with even more hunger. There’s a fresh sense of urgency just thinking about her doing this, moving so sexily but up and down my shaft. Her virgin slit?—
“What about me, bro?”Suddenly, Paul is in my mind.
I lean away from her instinctually. It’s like he’s in the room, a witness to this, the last thing that should be happening. I should end this right here.
“Are you okay?”