Page 43 of Thick & Thin

“Yes,” he whispered before he pulled my face to his and began to kiss me again.

He hardened in my grasp and bucked his hips. It was driving me crazy.

“I want you,” he said between kisses. “I want you so fucking bad.”

Why were we holding back?

This was Josh.

And I was on the pill.

I trusted him. He was safe. He didn’t have anything. This was stupid.

I stopped jerking him off and pulled my panties to the side.

“Oh God,” I moaned when I rubbed against him and felt his hot flesh directly against mine.

“Jenny, wait,” he said.

I looked down at him, able to see his expression in the moonlight.

He looked like he was in pain, his breath coming out rushed and his jaw tight.

“No,” I said, rubbing against him again and loving the feel of his hard silk against me.

“Are you sure?” he asked, letting go of the control.

I didn’t answer. Instead, I lifted, put the head of his cock at my entrance, and came down hard, penetrating myself with his hard heat.

I gasped at the pleasured pain. It hurt, but it felt amazing at the same time.

He looked up at me with wonder in his eyes.

“Did you just take your own virginity?”

I nodded, closing my eyes as I began to move on top of him in a way that lessened the sting and felt good against my inner walls.

His hands crept beneath my panties until he was cupping my bare ass and making the elastic of my cotton panties stretch and pop. His fingers dug in my flesh as I rode him, pulling me down onto him as he stared into my eyes.

His mouth opened and closed like he wanted to say something but couldn’t. I didn’t push; instead, I kept moving up and down, swiveling my hips in circles until I felt my stomach tighten with an impending orgasm. The closer it got, the sloppier my movements became. The pleasure was too much.

As if understanding my body, he leaned back, lifted me by the hips, and began fucking me from beneath. My eyes rolled back; the pain of his deeper thrusts mixed with the twinges of pleasure slowly building inside me.

“Don’t stop,” I begged, gripping his shoulders and letting him take control.

“God, you feel so good, Jenny. So fucking good.”

He repeated the words, pushing me closer and closer to the edge until my body ignited.

I screamed out once before the sound of my voice was stolen by my orgasm.

I came hard, my body going stiff above him while he drilled into me.

I was coming down from my climb when he cursed and flipped me over onto the bench seat. I rested one leg along the backrest, and the other fell to the floorboard as he pushed my legs open and went crazy. He fucked me hard and fast, his expression switching to something I had never seen before in the splashes of moonlight.

“I can’t get enough of you. I can’t. Ah God, Jenny. Ah,” he cried out, and then his face went lax while his body stiffened.

I felt the heat of his release seep inside me, and instead of pulling away from it, I dug my fingers into his backside and pulled him deeper. Knowing I was making him feel as good as he had made me feel almost pushed me into another orgasm, but before it could get started, he stopped, pushing deep one final time before he relaxed on top of me.

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