Well, if he insists, she thought dizzily.
As he started sucking on her breasts again, Dylan was also prying her thighs apart. The realization that it was really going to happen made her heart jump and her body quiver but she allowed her trembling legs to fall apart.
Settling between her lovely shapely legs, Dylan groaned against her lips as his cock finally found its way home, nestled against her lush softness. He loved that she had shaved her pussy bare, the tender skin of her core making his cock jut even more urgently against hers.
Her eyes shot wide open when the head of his cock started prodding her entrance.
“I can’t help it,” he said roughly. “I’ve been dying to fuck you.”
She swallowed before speaking. “Then fuck me,” she whispered.
Dylan groaned. “Are you for real, babe?”
In answer, Bree let her legs fall open more widely, and it was an invitation he would never be able to resist.
With one hand digging under her body to curve around one cheek and his other hand curling around her nape and gripping her hair in a firm but tender grip, Dylan lifted his body and positioned his cock.
“Dylan!” It came out as a shocked whisper, not just because of the prickling heat of his penetration but more because she hadn’t expected this amount of pleasure from that very simple act.
Before she could speak again, he was sinking into her another inch, followed by another and another until he was almost completely in.
“Babe?”
She looked up distractedly.
He completed his possession, his cock tearing through the barrier of her virginity.
A tiny gasp of pain escaped her lips.
Striving to keep himself from moving, he waited for the tension to gradually leave her body. His cock twitched and jerked inside her, wanting more of the tightness, wanting to thrust in and out, but Dylan ruthlessly suppressed his desire, needing to know she was with him completely before he started again.
The feeling of having her body join another – of having her body join Dylan’s was indescribable in the very best way. The triangle between her legs felt like it was on fire, and Bree could only clutch his shoulders and wait—-
“No!” It came out instinctively, but she stopped right away when instead of causing more pain, the way Dylan withdrew and pushed his cock back in actually caused her the kind of pleasure that had goosebumps popping up all over her skin.
His face taut, he demanded, “Should I stop?”
She shook her head, her eyes dazed with shock at the intensity of pleasure his penetration could bring. “More,” was all she could whisper and before she had even finished speaking, he was already thrusting in and out.
Soon he was pounding into her, so hard that the bed started to shake, and all that kept her in place was his hold on her head and bottom.
“I love you.” She had to say it. She had to.
He looked at her, not promising anything else but his next words. “I love you.” And then he was pounding into her again, his cock shoving deeper and deeper into her pussy until every inch of her probably recognized his touch inside and out.
The way her body arched and molded against his told Dylan that his beautiful Bree was close to her second orgasm.
As she gasped and squirmed, Dylan pulled his hand out from under her and started to play with her clit.
“No!”
He laughed. “Yes.” He was beginning to realize that when making love, Bree’s no was her way of saying yes to more pleasure – the kind that would make her lose control.
He began to match the rhythm of his thrusts with the movement of his fingers. Bending down, Dylan captured her lips, using his tongue to mimic the action of the other parts of his body.
Her inner muscles tightened around his cock, squeezing it harder, urging him to move faster and deeper—-
The pleasure hit both of them at the same time, something that had never happened to him before. In the past, it took him several rounds before he could lose himself in sexual release – the opposite of what was typical for men.
But he should have known it would be different with the girl he loved.
Their shared orgasm tore his world apart, and as he shuddered over her body, his cock pulsing out streams of his seed, Dylan could see in Bree’s face that it was completely the same for her.
Her eyes were glazed, her lips parted in a silent scream of surrender, and her body had curved in an inverted C as she came the second time, the orgasm more powerful than the first.
When he finally found the strength to move, the first thing Dylan did was roll them around, landing on his back with an absolutely exhausted Bree half-lying on top of him and against his side.