When she wrapped her arms around him, ready to take the next step, she was surprised when he caught hold of her face, waiting.
“Are you sure?”
“I’ve never been more sure of anything else in my life. I want you, Oliver. I don’t want us to stop this time.” She wanted this, with him.
Oliver gripped her ass, and carried her back through to his bedroom. “This is your first time, and I’m not going to fuck it up.”
He placed her down beside the base of the bed, and kissed her. His tongue plundered into her mouth, making her moan. She ran her hands over his naked body, wrapping her fingers around the length of his cock. He was rock hard, and the tip was a little wet from his pre-cum.
Pumping the length for several strokes, she let him go to cup his balls. She’d never touched a man’s personals other than to hurt them, and she was curious about him.
Finally, he took hold of her hand, pushing her away.
“I’m the one that is in control right now. Not you.” He pushed her to the bed, and before she could stop him, he had her legs open, and kept that way with the width of his shoulders.
“I want to touch you as well.”
“All in good time. There’s no need to go rushing it.” He held open the lips of her sex, and she cried out as his tongue worked on pussy.
It had been too long since he’d last touched her, and she was ready for him, more than ready for his touch.
“You taste so damn good,” he said, sucking her clit into his mouth, and biting down hard.
She screamed his name, sinking her fingers into his hair and riding his face as he wo
rked her pussy.
“You’re going to come for me, and then I’m going to fuck you so hard, and claim that precious cherry.”
If it was anyone else she would have been grossed out by his words, but Oliver, he was different. He belonged to her, and she knew without a doubt that she was his. Over the past few days she had come to see many things about Oliver, and about his family. One of them was that they were loyal, especially to their women, the right one. To Ruby, loyalty meant everything.
“Please,” she said, giving in and begging for what she wanted. She needed to come, and was desperate for it.
He sucked her clit into his mouth, using his tongue to drive her crazy by swirling around her clit, and making her wait for what she wanted. She had never been a patient person, and so was desperate for his touch.
“Make me come, Oliver,” she said.
She didn’t know what made him show mercy. Maybe it was the use of his name, or something else, she wasn’t sure. Either way, within seconds, she came screaming his name over and over.
Everything moved so fast as he moved her toward the center of the bed. She watched through hazy eyes as he got a condom, and slid it over his cock. He moved between her thighs, aligned his cock to her entrance, caught her hands in one of his, and stared into her eyes.
“I’m so sorry, babe. I wish I could take away the pain.”
She was confused, and then he thrust forward, breaking through her virginity, claiming her cherry, and causing her immense pain. She felt like she was breaking in two. Oliver wasn’t small. From what she had felt of his cock, he was big, and he was proving it now as he thrust inside her to the hilt, making her take every single inch of him.
There was no way for her to fight him as he held her down.
To keep her silent, he slammed his lips down on hers.
When all of his cock was inside her, he held still, and didn’t let her go. She didn’t know if she wanted to hurt him, or not. The pain was unexpected. Coming from a pleasurable high to pain hadn’t been in her plan, and she didn’t know what to do.
“I’m sorry. I really didn’t want to hurt you,” he said.
“I’m going to kill you.” She gritted her teeth, hating that tears leaked from her eyes.
She hated crying more than anything.
“I never wanted to hurt you, Ruby.” He kissed her cheek. “I also know you’re a little firecracker, and the only way I’d get out of his unscathed was to make sure you couldn’t hit out at me. For a girl, you’re pretty strong.”