I slide in slowly when she obeys. My goal was to ease into her since she was a virgin not even twenty-four hours ago, but it dies fast with each inch. Imala pushes her ass back on me, forcing me inside to the hilt.
A low growl rips out of my throat. My eyes droop closed for the privilege of being inside of her. Imala’s body squeezes me just right.
“Oh, Wyn,” she encourages me as I focus on not blowing inside of her.
We grunt when I pull out and push back inside. I’m in love with how her pussy coats me.
“Don’t move,” I tell her while tapping her wrists. My hands move to her hips, preparing to guide her in the art of taking my dick. “I love the way you feel, baby.”
My strokes become rougher after my confession. A few pumps have her crying out. Imala, my perfect student, keeps her hands planted on the door and her back stays arched for maximum dick taking. Slowing down, I give her an inch to tease her entrance.
“Please, Wyn,” she begs.
Damn, she’ll be doing that more often.
“Please what, baby?” I tease, giving her a little more.
“Please don’t stop.”
Her plea makes me tingle.
“You want me deeper?”
“Yes.”
I award her for her honesty by going deeper on my next pass.
“Harder?”
“Hell, yes!”
She mewls when I grind into her harder than last night. My head falls forward as I bite my lip. Imala’s pussy is squeezing my dick in all the right ways.
She’s so fucking wet.
“Anything else?” I goad her with a light tap to her ass.
My wife grunts and sticks out her ass more as she answers. “I want it all, Wyn.”
I grab her hair and pull her head back. My other hand moves over her clit as I take another taste of her lips. When our lips separate, she manages to smile sweetly like I’m not fucking her from behind.
“Everything?” I ask.
“Leave nothing out.” Her smile drops as her mouth falls open.
A few rubs of her hard clit send her into release. Imala’s orgasm is so damn beautiful, I follow her. Her smile returns far more sultry than sweet as I pump my cum into her.
She gets me going in ways I’ve never known. I pull out and carry her to the bed. She giggles when I drop her on it. I take another kiss once I fall in to join her.
Imala locks her hands behind my neck and pulls me in for another deep kiss. After, she looks me in the eyes, her dark ones shine with determination.
“I will be the best you’ve ever had.”
Wiping some of her hair out of her face, I take another kiss.
She’s already the best I’ve ever had.
Chapter Nineteen