His breath rushes out, warm against my forehead as I come onto my knees on the mattress and tug him closer with my fingers curled into the top of his waistband. “Apologies, gorgeous. I’m a little out of my head right now.”
“Why’s that?” I ask, dragging his zipper slowly down. I hold his gaze as I reach into his boxer briefs, wrapping my fingers around his cock.
He winces. “Fuck. Because of that. Because I’m fucking dying to be inside you.”
“Does it hurt?” I ask, stroking him gently up and down as I guide his jeans and boxers over the curve of his ass.
“No. Yes.” A tight laugh emerges from his lips. “It hurts, but it’s a good hurt. Because I know it won’t last much longer. Because soon I’m going to be inside you, making you come for me again.” He cups my breasts, teasing my nipples with his fingers, quickly building my own need to a fever pitch once more.
“Now,” I say, shoving his boxers and jeans down his thighs, exposing the entire, thick, throbbing length of him. He’s long, but it’s his thickness that would freak me out if I were in my right mind.
But I’m too hungry to be scared. Too starved for more of his touch, his taste, and the need to know, once and for all, what all the sex-citement is about.
As Derrick quickly sheds the last of his clothes and rolls on the condom, my inner control freak, the one who’s still stressing about First Dick Fever, pipes up, secretly hoping sex won’t be as great as everyone makes it out to be. Or at least, not that much greater than what I can get done with a vibrator and a dirty imagination.
If it’s not that much better, then I won’t lose my head or my heart or my focus on the big picture.
That wish lasts all of the ten seconds it takes for Derrick to lengthen himself on top of me, urge my legs around his waist, and position himself at my entrance. Even before he slowly, deliberately pushes inside of me, I’m starting to sizzle all over again. I feel like a supernova, exploding in slow motion as my inner walls stretch to welcome Derrick in, accepting his thick cock like she’s been training for this moment her entire life.
There’s a hint of pain, and a slight stinging feeling, like when you dip too far into a stretch too fast. But by the time he’s buried to the hilt, it’s already passing, leaving nothing but sparkling, dazzling, sex-tastic glitter feelings behind. I’d almost be pissed that the whole “losing it” thing is so much less traumatic than I anticipated if I weren’t overflowing with bliss.
“Good?” he asks, holding still inside of me as he smooths my hair from my forehead with a shaking hand.
“Fantastic.” My giddy grin is so wide my jaw makes a soft cracking sound as I add, “Fan-fucking-tastic.”
“No pain?” he asks, smiling down at me.
I shake my head. “Just a tiny bit and it’s already gone. Now all it feels is good. So good.” I wrap my legs tighter around his waist and cup his face in my hands as I whisper, “Let’s do this forever. Forever, okay? Not a single day less?”
“Not a single day less,” he echoes as he pulls back and sinks inside me again, making us both moan and then laugh and then moan again as we slowly find a rhythm that is pure magic.
“Magic,” I pant, clinging to his shoulders as we rock together like we’ve done this a hundred times before.
“So good,” he agrees, kissing me as he murmurs, “So perfect. Fuck, Harlow, you feel so perfect locked around my cock.”
I whimper-moan something in response but I have no clue what it is. I’m too distracted by the sea monster rising from beneath the waves. That’s what the orgasm cresting deep in my core feels like, something so massive I never would have imagined it was there, lurking inside of me, just waiting to rearrange my perception of reality.
I buck into him, riding the twin swells of pleasure and terror as I climb higher, higher, until I reach a place I’ve never been before, a height so dizzying I’m not sure I’ll survive the fall. But there’s no turning back now.
I’m so close, so insanely close…
I rake my nails down Derrick’s back, digging them into his ass, pulling him even closer on his next thrust and that’s all it takes. I detonate, my jaw dropping as a silent scream wrenches from my throat and my orgasm picks me up and shakes me between its teeth.
The release is violent and raw and so damned good I lose what small amount of control I have left. I cling to Derrick and let go completely, kissing him and biting him and scratching at his ass like a feral cat as I supernova all over again, but even bigger and brighter this time.