I take my first lick, and her flavor explodes on my tongue. She tastes likemine. Every inch of her. Everything about her.Mine.
She's honey-sweet, and I lick her up, paying attention to every twitch and moan of her body as she fists her fingers in my hair. I grip her thighs tightly and keep going, licking and sucking at her as she pants my name.
"Stone! Something is…I don't know…" She blabbers incoherently.
She’s close. I push a finger gently inside her, increasing the suction on her bundle of nerves.I groan as she flies over the edge, screaming my name and convulsing around my finger. I lick up every drop of her honied release, my chest swelling with pride that I’ve given her an orgasm—the first orgasm she’s ever experienced. Mine is the only tongue to taste her sweetness. And you can bet your ass my mouth is the only one that will ever pleasure her like this.
"Fuck, Mia." I hoist her up into my arms. "I've got to have you now, baby."
She bobs her head up and down, giving me permission. I free myself from my pants, my cock bobbing between us and pressing against her dripping wet hole like a homing missile that knows its target.
I carry her over to her couch and sit down with her straddling me. She hovers above my aching length. I take her face in my hands and kiss her deeply, my chest thrumming in anticipation.
"I'll go slow, baby. Anything you need, you tell me. I'm going to take care of you. You hear me?"
"Stone," Mia says my name softly as she searches my eyes before kissing me sweetly.
Her lips are like a delicate butterfly landing on me, and I sit perfectly still as I accept her favor.She wiggles on me, and I feel her juices flowing down my length. I lower her a little until the head pops in.
Mia’s eyes go wide as she looks at me. "Oh, my god, you feel huge."
I chuckle. "What every man wants to hear, baby." I know she isn't saying it to stroke my ego. She's being her authentic self as always.
"It's going to hurt a little bit," I warn her. "But I promise I'll make it all better, honey. Do you trust me?"
She bites her lip and nods. "Yes, I trust you, Stone."
If I didn't already know I was in love with her, I do now. Mia giving me her trust feels better than winning the lottery. It's everything.
The weight of responsibility settles on my shoulders, and I'm determined to make this experience good for her. My pleasure will always take a backseat to hers.
My breathing becomes raggedand sweat breaks out on my brow. Just having her muscles squeeze the tip of me is enough to make me spill. It's taking everything in me to hold back, but I can do this for her.
"Do you want to go slow, or do you just want to get it over with?" I ask through gritted teeth.
She looks down between us where we're connected, and moisture rushes up my shaft at the wonder on her face. It's sexy as fuck.
"Is it hard for you to sit still? I read somewhere that it's hard for a man to, you know, not move," she tells me innocently.
My heart swells. Fuck, this beautiful, precious girl. She's the one who has to experience the pain of being stretched open for the first time, yet she's worried about me.
I shake my head and try to focus. "This isn't about me, Mia. It's about you. I'll do whatever you want."
She looks down at us for a moment longer before she lifts her eyes to mine. "Just do it."
"Are you sure? Because once I start, there's not going to be any stopping, honey. Once I slip inside that sweet heaven between your thighs, I'll be gone."
She doesn't hesitate before her head bobs up and down, her hair rippling with the movement. I can't wait to see it falling all around her as I bounce her up and down on this dick. "I'm sure, Stone. Make me yours."
Make me yoursis what does it. I grab onto her hips and push up into her with a loud shout. I feel her resistance breaking as I slide into her incredibly hot, tight heat. My eyes roll back in my head, and I fight for control.
Mia sucks in a breath and buries her head against my neck.
I place my hand on the back of her head, stroking my fingers through her hair soothingly as her body adjusts to me. "Good girl. You did so good. Fuck, you feel incredible, Mia. So perfect. You were made for me. Feel how you fit around me like a glove? Taking everything in me not to bust up in you right now."
She doesn't answer me. She sits there, clinging to me as I continue speaking endearments to her and praising her. I can't help it. My words are being ripped directly from my soul. I couldn't stop them if I tried. My true feelings are exposed to her, everything I've been fighting from the moment I saw her.
Mia is the one to make the first move. She lifts up and slides back down on me gently. "Oh, that feels good," she moans before doing it again.