I laid down in the bed and sighed. It felt so good, especially compared to what I had been sleeping on in the past.
Jared slipped in next to me. I couldn’t stop myself. I ran my hands over his chest and his belly. I had almost found my way to his massive cock, but he gently grabbed my hand.
“You need to get some rest. We have a long way to go tomorrow.”
“I will rest. I saw you, and know you are attracted to me. Will you make love to me, please?”
“You are a beautiful woman, and I would love to. However, you are my client’s daughter, and it wouldn’t be ethical. It wouldn’t be right.”
“It’s right if I ask you to make love to me. I’m not a little girl. I’m a grown woman.”
“Trust me,” he said, sounding strained, “I can see that. You are most definitely a woman.”
“I want to feel you touch me. You woke something up in me when you kissed me. Now, I need you to take care of that fire you started.”
This was my rescue, my story. If the man who rescued me looked like the heroes in the movies, I certainly wanted to play the part of the woman. I wanted to make love to him because I wanted to thank him for rescuing me but more because I craved his touch. I had never been with a man before. I wanted Jared to be the first.
I put his hand on my breast and boldly reached for the huge shaft he had between his legs. He didn’t try to stop me as I wrapped my fingers around the base and slowly moved my hand to the top.
I loved the way it felt. The skin was so silky smooth. The texture, created by the veins, was tantalizing. The hardness of him made me think of steel beams holding up bridges.
Once I made my way back down the length of his shaft, he groaned.
“Are you sure? Are you sure you want this?” he growled at me.
“With every fiber of my being,” I whispered to him.
Without another word, he straddled me, consuming my lips, pressing his tongue into my mouth, probing, dancing, sparing with mine. His hands traced the contours of my body, first along the sides, then along the top, from my collarbone, over my breasts, to my tummy, sending shivers through me.
He cupped my globes, squeezing them gently, rubbing his thumbs over my nipples until they hardened into little pebbles. My entire body was electrified, as though a million volts of electricity were flowing through me.
Waves of intense heat built and invaded every fiber of my being.
His mouth moved to one of my nipples and sucked it into his mouth, moving his tongue back and forth over the top. He gently bit it and sucked it hard. He rolled my other nipple between his thumb and finger. Then, he lightly pinched it and pulled it out from my breast, stretching it.
I moaned and arched my chest to him, feeling the fiery moisture building between my legs from his touches.
His hands slowly moved down my body to my thighs. He pushed the sheet and blanket off the bed, leaving my body completely exposed to his view.
Jared moved so that he could spread my legs wide, giving him a full view of my pussy. Then, he pulled my pussy lips apart as he licked from the bottom of my slit to the top.
I shuddered at the feel of his velvety tongue sliding along the slit of my pussy, tasting me, tasting my heat.
His tongue passed over my already hardened clit that begged for his touch. He lapped my pussy several times. I thrust my hips up at him, aching for him to touch my clit. Finally, he did.
Jared sucked my clit into his mouth, sucking on it hard.
“Oh, yes. Lord, heaven, yes.” I cried out as his mouth caused the fire to burn even higher within me.
A wave of pleasure engulfed me and flooded between my legs. I moaned when cascade after cascade rolled through me.
I finally stopped trembling. Jared, smiling at me, rose up.
He put the large round knob at the entrance of my pussy, and thrust all the way in.
I gasped as his huge cock stretched my pussy muscles and tore through my hymen. Pleasure and a little bit of pain combined as he buried himself deep inside of me.
His eyes widened as he realized that I was a virgin. He stopped for a moment to let me adjust to him.