Kyle’s swift parking skills and the lack of anyone else around has us clawing at each other inside the car, the parking lot, and then the lobby before we finally reach his suite.
Panting, Kyle heaves the suite door open and lifts me up again to carry me inside.
Kicking the door closed behind him, I feel his mouth over mine long before I feel the large soft bed springing underneath me once he throws me on it.
At home, I had the sense to slip into some track pants instead of jeans, and it isn’t long before Kyle’s hands have me out of those as he tears off his clothes, standing over me naked.
Savoring the view of me as a virgin for the last time.
“Kyle,” I whimper, my legs pressing together on their own, seeking some kind of relief for this growing need. My senses are possessed by my need for him.
His body, those eyes.
I need him inside me.
“Show me my cherry,” he growls, resting his tree trunks for arms on either side of my ankles, slowly taking them in his hands, and spreading my legs apart.
I groan loudly and shudder all over again as I feel my sex quiver knowing his piercing gaze is eating me with his eyes.
“Perfect,” he murmurs. “I will have my cherry.”
I will my eyes to remain open so I can watch his body flex as he climbs over me.
But my eyes close and my head rolls back under the first waves of pre-climax.
In the temporary darkness behind my lids, I watch sparks fly and explode when I feel Kyle’s strong hands slide up my legs, the heat from his body making me gasp when he hovers over me.
My hands reach out for his engorged manhood, eager to guide him inside me already.
All the concerns I had about being a virgin, let alone would he fit are soon replaced with my hums of pleasure as I guide him towards my entrance.
The heat from his smooth helm has my eyes shooting wide open.
The sensation of his cock touching my folds for the first time is so intense I almost jolt off the bed.
But Kyle’s body is over mine, and he presses down with even more force when he begins to slide inside me.
“I’ll go slowly,” he promises me, aware of just how small I am compared to him.
I feel my head give an automatic nod, almost wishing I had more experience, but the thrill of this as my first time is like nothing I could’ve dreamed of.
Kyle is so perfect, and I just know this is what we both want.
I know he has our future in mind as well as our pleasure with what he’s about to do. And that causes a different kind of shiver all of its own.
With one hand I grip him as he eases into my slick heat. The pressure has me gasp in disbelief that anything could feel this good.
My free hand grips his taught arm, holding all his weight, making every muscle in his ripped body flex with a strength I’ve only just started to comprehend.
Just when it feels like he couldn’t fill me anymore, I realize he’s only partway inside.
His jaw clenches as he swears under his breath. “Fuck you’re so tight… I’m gonna fuck you first though… then I’m gonna—”
The strain on his face says it all, and my wall quivers when I feel his hardness starting to twitch and jerk inside me.
Shifting myself forward so he’s deeper inside me, I feel it.
The tightness followed by a single sharp moment.
But then, as they say, everything’s gravy.
Literally.
A rush of warmth floods my body and I feel Kyle swell even bigger, slide even deeper inside me. I moan his name as the pleasure grows.
Gripping both his arms, I run my hands up and down his chest and abs as he starts to pull out of me.
Slow at first like he’s promised. But it’s not long before he discovers that I like it a little fast and a little rough.
My orgasm is so close, but I can see and feel Kyle controlling his need to come.
With his weight on me now, we both give ourselves over to the moment with complete abandonment.
Like two wild animals instead of a man and his girl.
His woman now, I guess.
And this woman is about to have the mother of all orgasms, I can feel it.
“Come for me, Jacinta,” Kyle groans, pumping into me harder, his grip tightening.
Heavy hands hold my ass and hip in place.
Kyle grins when my hips start to buck harder, my breasts bouncing with the force of his thrusts, as if he was waiting for this exact moment so he could really start fucking me as hard as he wants to.
The fabric of my top scratches at my stiff nipples, sending shockwaves from my chest straight to my clit, then up through my body and out the top of my head.