Every time I’d thought of her, they’d primed for release. I’d had wet dreams because of her, like a horny teenager, because I’d reached my breaking point one too many times. But I hadn’t touched myself. That was a promise I’d made and stuck to.
“Sweetheart, it’s agony.”
Heavy lids nearly closed over her eyes, pupils blown dark with lust and she buried her teeth in her plump lower lip. It was an image I was never going to get out of my head. Her voice was a soft, seductive whisper I had to strain to hear. “I think you’ve waited long enough to take me. I don’t want you to be good anymore Maxim. Please, I couldn’t stand it.”
“Then for you I’ll only be bad.”
I grabbed her arse with both hands, lining her up with my body and I let out a juddering groan as my cock pressed in against the back of her thighs.
I spread her legs wide with a hand between her thighs and she whimpered, rocking back against me.
Nothing in the world felt so right as sighting the swollen head of my cock against her welcoming pussy. She was already dripping wet, clenching and releasing with every heavy breath she drew in, more than ready for me, less than patient.
But there was a nervousness there too, in the way she tensed and her breathing went tight and controlled as I lined myself fully up against her, starting to press in. She was tight – almost too tight for me to get in at all. Twin instincts warred inside me. The animal side wanted to take her rough and fast, but I knew she deserved more than that. A gentle touch because this was making love, not just fucking.
She looked back over her shoulder, eyes questioning why I’d halted.
“Maxim, please. I don’t care if it hurts.”
I groaned. Right then I knew for certain. “You’re a virgin.”
Her cheeks flooded pink with heat, and her jaw clenched as though I’d insulted her, eyes darkening with that fierceness I loved about her. “So what if I am?”
I couldn’t keep the grin off my face. My cock was twitching, leaking pre-cum in a sudden flood of excitement.
No one else had touched her. I was going to be the only one and after this, I was never going to let her go. I’d be the only man she ever wanted. That, I was going to make sure of.
I slid my hand down her flat stomach, letting my fingers part her thatch of pubic hair to find the bump of her clit again, and pulled her hips back onto me as I rocked harder in, holding the base of my cock tight.
Her shoulders strained, head facing front again and she let out a startled gasp, mouth open, panting hard as I finally started to breach her. I leaned forward, my chest against her back so I could speak low against her ear.
“That’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard.”
Her breath huffed out of her on the edge of a laugh, and God, I loved the sound of her so happy. I could feel the rumble of it right through me and her pulse came through startlingly clear where her smooth, tight walls gripped onto my steely cock so tightly.
“You’re the only one I’ve ever wanted like this.” she said.
That was too much. A growl ripped out of my throat as I thrust, hilt deep inside her, forcing through her hymen, and her back arched on a stunted shout. Then she was pushing back against me to impale herself more firmly, arms trembling even as she did.
“Steady, easy. We’ll get there, darling.”
“Jesus, Maxim. Please.”
I didn’t think I could fall more deeply for her, but every time she proved me wrong. How could I deny her when she was writhing on my cock, begging for more?
She didn’t want good. I’d promised her bad.
With a low, frantic grunt, I pulled out long and slow and snapped my hips in hard, conjuring another shouted-gasp as I buried myself inside her hilt-deep, hardly giving her time to acclimatise. I knew I hit her G-spot when she let out an entirely different kind of groan, all full of heat and need and want and her hands fisted in the sheets.
I wanted her like this overwhelmed and gasping on all fours with me behind her, showing her just how animalistic we could be together.
She moaned as I drew out again, shifting her hips back like she needed to keep me inside her, and the urge to drive her down against the mattress and pin her there so she had to take it, grew.
I cupped her breasts one handed as I picked up the pace, fingers pinching her hardened nipples, and she rewarded me with another breathy moan. Under my touch she came alive, and I was going to make sure she felt like that for days.