“Your finger, inside me, please, Merrick, please.”
“Yes, Bombshell,” he said, and then he did it. His finger now, inside her, swirling the juices that had built up for so long.
“Oh God, you’re so wet.” Two fingers replaced the one finger, and he moved them in and out of her, slow and deep and bending around, finding her sweet spot.
“Suck me too,” she begged. He obliged. His mouth found her clit as his fingers probed and fucked her. A tension built deep in her stomach, the waves were coming.
“Oh, oh, God!” she said.
Merrick’s cock hurt so badly in his pants, but he ignored it. She was so close. He sucked and batted her clit with his tongue as his eager fingers delved as deep as they could. When he felt her body stiffen and clench around his fingers, he knew she was coming even before she cried out.
“Yes, Merrick, oh God.”
When her body finally stopped quaking, he removed his fingers from her soaking center. Her legs collapsed beneath him, still vibrating, and he breathed in her scent. God, she smelled like heaven, sweet and spicy with a touch of summer. He loved how she looked at him, her brown eyes hooded with desire. He lifted his head to return her gaze and gave her a mischievous little smile.
“Feeling good?” he asked.
“Uh huh,” she replied, nodding her head as she chewed on her lower lip.
“You want more?” he asked, teasing her. His face dropped down and he flicked his tongue along her inner thigh. She spread her legs apart, then straightened one leg out, pointing her toe above his head. He gripped her ankle. “I like this,” he murmured as he slowly kissed and nipped his way up her inner leg, stopping to suck on the sensitive skin behind her knee, waiting for her to moan.
“Oh God, Merrick, please.”
“Please, what?” he asked as he made a U-turn and drove his mouth back down her leg.
“Please fuck me,” she said.
Merrick’s cock was already hard as a rock, but it got even harder at those words.
He put his face back on her clit, hoping to distract her as he reached down out of her line of sight and shoved his pants and boxers down. His cock launched itself, like a missile, creating a divot on the edge of the bed.
“Please, please.”
She was begging for it. He wanted to give her everything. But she didn’t know what she was asking for. He should show her, give a chance to change her mind, give her a chance to say no, but somehow he couldn’t do it. Every fiber of his being wanted her, wanted to be inside her, wanted to be surrounded by her.
How many times had he gotten to this part of the night, only to see the girl’s eyes grow wide with fear before she’d inevitably say something like, “Sorry, Buddy, but there’s no way that thing will fit.” Even though he knew it wasn’t right, he pushed away the thoughts. He had to have her. She was begging him, wasn’t she? She started to sit up on her hands, her face curious. It was now or never.
“Lie back, and close your eyes,” he said.
Her eyes flashed with lust and she obeyed.
“Keep them closed.” God, she’s beautiful. Merrick leaned over her body, his member just grazing her entrance.
“Please, please,” she begged.
His cock screamed at him to start, but Merrick needed to do something about her taut nipples. He leaned forward, taking first one and then the other in his mouth, suckling them with tantalizing possessiveness. She arched her back and moaned. “Please, please, I need you inside me.”
Every part of him, especially his cock, wanted to give her what she was asking for. His cock stood like a battering ram, ready to break down the door. But her body, her breasts, her stomach, the way she reacted to each nip and kiss from his lips—he had to tease her a little more, to make sure she was as wet and ready as possible. He needed her to accept him, to take him in, all of him, if possible.
His hands gently kneaded her breasts as his tongue made a path down her ribs to her stomach. Her fingers groped for his head, then twisted his ear as she let out another moan when his mouth finally moved back to her clit.
Oh God, she’s so wet. His cock throbbed to get inside her.
“Fuck me. God, please… please, I’m begging you!”
Merrick lost his composure, and all of his control. Kicking his pants away from his ankles, he lifted her legs up in the air, then pulled her hips to him. His cock met her at the entrance as her legs folded over his shoulders. He held on to her luscious ass cheeks and pressed. She still hadn’t seen the monster, so she wasn’t afraid. All he could think about was putting himself inside her. It was as if he was an addict and she was the drug. He couldn’t stop himself.
She was so wet, he was past her entrance before he realized it. She groaned and her eyes went big, but she didn’t scream, or try to stop him. Maybe she could handle him? It didn’t matter now; he was lost, gone, caught up in the moment, unable to stop himself even if he tried. He pushed again and went in another few inches. “Oh, God, you’re so big,” she said.