“Oh fuck,” I shouted, as he swept figure eights over it, soothing the touch of pain into pure ecstasy.
“Shit, Claire,” he grunted, around my pussy, “You’re a goddess!”
His words fueled the pleasure building within me, and when he slipped two fingers inside my tight hole and started pumping them, I was a lost cause. “Mason, I’m going to come,” I whimpered, fear filled me. My orgasms had always been messy, and not everyone appreciated it.
“Are you going to squirt for me?” he mumbled into pussy.
“Yes,” I mewled, trying to hold back in case he didn’t want it. I remembered what he said in the restaurant, but maybe it was all talk. He wrapped his lips around my clit and sucked hard, and like the slave I was to him, I came, drenching him in my juices. The world disappeared and reformed as I fell back to earth from the incredible height he raised me to. My legs shook weakly as he licked my thighs.
“I need to fuck you.” He told me as he swept me up into his arms and carried me through the apartment, “Bedroom?”
“That one.” I pointed, and he pushed the door open with his foot.
He dropped me on the bed. “Take your bra off, but leave the pumps.” He stepped back and slid out of his jacket. I licked my lips, taking in the wet spot on his chest. He unbuttoned his shirt and peeled it off. He stood before me, gloriously naked, his cock jutting out as hard as steel, with eyes so hungry I thought he might consume my soul.
“I never waited so long to fuck a woman in my life!” It felt like a threat and a promise.
“I can imagine you’re used to getting your way quickly.”
He gave me a satisfied smirk as he spread my legs and climbed up on the bed between them. “Are you on birth control?” I nodded. “Have you been tested recently?”
“I haven’t been with anyone in two years, and I’ve been tested since.”
“Are you seriously telling me I’ll be the first man inside you in two years?” he stared into my eyes, desperate for my answer.
“Yes,”
“God, baby, are you sure you can take me?” the length of his impressive cock rested against my thigh.
“It’ll be tight, but I will fit you.” I promised as I kissed his jaw. “Have you been tested?”
“Yes, I’m clean. Can I fuck you bare?” His lips trailed down my neck. “I’m dying to see you full of my cum. You looked so pretty swallowing it.”
“Please,” without a moment to spare, he pressed the head of his thick cock to my entrance and pushed inside, stretching me further than I’d ever been stretched. I shouted his name as he bottomed out, hitting my cervix and nearly pushing me over the edge into another orgasm just by entering me. The delicious fullness was hard to adjust to, and he hovered over me, perfectly still as I acclimated.
“You are so fucking tight.” I relaxed as much as possible, and he started pumping his hips into me. His cock was too perfect, and the sensation of him inside me would ruin me for the rest of my life. I was sure of it as I wrapped my legs around his ass and tilted my pelvis up to meet his strokes. My heels dug into him, leaving marks.
Moving in tandem with him completed me. His forearms supported his weight on either side of my head, and I kissed the musculature as he pumped into me. He dipped down to suck my nipple into his mouth. “Oh fuck, Mason, I’m going to come.”
“Already, baby?” His cock throbbed, driving home the point.
“Yes!” I screamed as I pulsed on him, a shaking orgasm that wrung me out and left me forever changed. My pussy drew his release with lightning efficiency. He grunted in my ear as his cum spilled inside of me, continuing to fuck me all the way throughout our orgasms.
He slid out, taking a moment to appreciate how my pussy looked full of his cum and starting to spill down my thighs. His finger trailed along his release and carefully pushed it back in. He closed my legs, wiped his fingers against his chest, and fell on the bed beside me. Strong arms wrapped around me as he pulled me into him and nuzzled his face in my hair. I stopped panting and my breathing settled to a steady rhythm. I slipped easily into happy dreams, safe in the embrace of the only man I would ever love.