She bit her lower lip, curiosity dancing in her eyes. With a light hold, she moved her fist up and down the length. He ground his teeth together, trying to hold onto his fracturing control. Pre-cum leaked from the tip of his cock.
“It’s big,” she said. “The skin is soft.” When she bent over and kissed it, he pulled back, his heart jackhammering in his chest. “Did I hurt you?”
“I wasn’t expecting that.”
“I love you. All of you. Why wouldn’t I kiss it?” She used a curled finger to beckon him closer. “Stop treating me like a child. I’m a woman, and I know what I want.”
As soon as he stepped closer, she wrapped her fingers around the base of his shaft and covered his head with her hot, wet mouth. He shuddered, his eyes lolling back in his head, every muscle flexing. He felt like a beast, a physical transformation tearing through his body. She worked his cock, sucking him, bobbing up and down until he had to pull away in fear of coming down her throat.
Tonight was supposed to be monumental. He’d be claiming her virginity.
“Did you like it?”
“Too much,” he said. “Now let’s get these panties off.” She helped him pull them free from her body, leaving her completely nude. And fucking perfect. “Hold your legs open. Nice and wide. I want to see what’s mine.”
She did as told without hesitation, making him harder. Sophia held her knees, her pussy glistening. His cock throbbed, heavy and aching.
“Hawk?”
“Stay just like that.” He pumped his cock a couple times. “Now touch yourself, baby.”
She reached one hand between her legs, rolling her clit under two fingers. In less than a minute, she became agitated. “I want to feel you on top of me, Hawk. I love you. I need you.”
This was happening.
He grabbed both her legs, a little too hard, holding her open. He dragged a finger over the top of her birthday cake, collecting some icing. She panted, following his movements. He spread the icing on each side of her inner thighs, close to her pussy, then held out his finger for her to lick the remainder. Watching those sweet lips wrapped around him was nearly his undoing.
“Yummy,” she said after licking his finger clean.
She gasped when he went down on her, eating her out like a man on the edge. His plan for a slow, measured exploration went out the window, and he feasted on her sweet, young pussy.
****
Hawk looked like a panther on the prowl as he crawled over her, his huge shoulders bunching up as he lowered his face between her legs. She remembered Cayden, and knew she’d love Hawk’s mouth on her pussy. Everything about it was deliciously naughty.
He wasn’t as gentle as she expected. He was hungry, desperate, rough in a way that made her hornier. She liked this side of him. He lapped up and down with the flat of his tongue, driving her crazy. He licked away the icing, twirled his tongue around her clit, and teased her folds until she was writhing on the sheets.
“You’re killing me, Hawk.”
He flipped her over, forcing her shoulders down, her ass high in the air.
When he speared her ass with the tip of his tongue, she squealed, the firestorm of sensation taking her by surprise. He rimmed her asshole with his tongue before moving back to her pussy. The sloppy sounds he made, combined with his grunts and growls, had her desperate and wanton.
“So good,” he mumbled, pressing her flat to the bed, stomach down. She felt a unique thrill and power being able to arouse the stoic Hawk. Finally, after all these years, he was hers. His body lowered over her, hot skin, hard muscle. His erection pressed against the back of her thighs.
He nipped her shoulder from behind, necking her, hitting every erogenous zone along the way. She couldn’t take another minute of the beautiful torture.
“Please,” she said.
He lifted enough that she could roll over underneath him. She parted her legs, wanting him heavy between them. “You sure about this? I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I’m twenty-five, Hawk. We both want this. You should be the one.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him to her. It felt so intimate, skin to skin. He positioned his cock at her entrance, making her jolt. Every cell of her body felt like a livewire, and her pussy was wet and ready for him.
He pushed the thick mushroom head in an inch or so, and the instant fullness made her inhale sharply. Everything about Hawk was big and hard. She ran her hands over his back, feeling all the tense muscle as he slowly pushed inside her, taking away her virginity, making her his woman. The initial intrusion made her squint and grit her teeth in pain. It was an unusual discomfort mixed with pressure. The height of her arousal helped ease her through the worst of it.
Memories of him flashed in her mind. He’d always been there. And she’d loved him for as long as she could remember. They had a history together, and no one could take that away.