“You’re in college,” he growled and pulled away from her.
“I’ve got a few years left. Didn’t you have sex when you were my age? I love you, Dean, absolutely and completely. Please, I’m begging you. I know what I want,” she told him.
Her hands grabbed his cock and Dean cursed. He didn’t pull away from her touch. Her eyes stared at his length and he couldn’t deny her anything. The connection between them was strong. What would happen if he rejected her? He wanted her. The horrid truth was he’d wanted her for far longer than this night. How could he be so selfish to take her virginity and not promise her anything? He’d promised himself he wouldn’t love another woman other than his wife.
Dean shook his head. Laura was an adult, a woman in her own right to be respected. Twenty years old wasn’t young. Even if that same age span was between them.
“Slowly,” he said. His decision made.
Her hands hesitated and she glanced up at him.
“Go slow. I want to feel everything. Tease me,” he instructed her. He placed his own hand over hers and knew in that instant that their relationship would never be the same. Laura wasn’t going to be his friend. She was going to be his lover.
“Up and down. That is my pre-cum, my lubrication. Get it on your fingers and rub it around the tip.”
Laura did as he instructed and he saw the concentration on her face.
He was leaking out. His cock was hard and thick. Her sexy body on display making him crave her more. Her tits swung out in front of her. The large nipples full and round.
Her next action shocked him. She took her finger coated with his cum and sucked it inside her mouth.
“Where did you learn to do that?” he demanded.
Laura smiled at him. “I read it in your book.”
Dean tugged her arm and pulled her beneath him to the floor. He wanted to touch and taste her. She lay down her with her arms open.
He kissed her first, calming her nerves while his hands ran all over her voluptuous body. Her extra flesh tantalized him. He knew when he held onto her hips and rammed his dick inside her that he wouldn’t be scared of her breaking on him. He felt her entire body trembling. He would be her first and he felt protective and primal. He kissed his way down her neck and sucked on her nipple until the red bud was swollen and pretty against her flesh.
His tongue created a wet path along her skin to her other hard bud. Her hands moved between touching the carpet, his head and her body as if she didn’t know what to do.
He moved down her body, nipping into the roundness of her stomach. She giggled and he laid kisses along her full hips, letting her know he loved her body. He found her attractive. His thick prick an equal confirmation.
> “Open your legs,” he told her, wanting to tongue her sweet virgin pussy. He wanted to taste her in his mouth. He wouldn’t penetrate her body with anything but his hard shaft. However, women could experience some pain and he wanted to give her as much pleasure as possible.
Laura looked at him as if unsure and slowly opened up. Her mound was covered with a light dusting of dark curls.
“I’m going to want this all off,” he said and smiled as her eyes opened wide.
“Don’t worry, angel. I’ll take care of you.”
“I trust you,” she whispered.
You shouldn’t. I’m a monster. He didn’t voice his concerns. She’d run away if he told her how dominant he could be. The way he wanted her wasn’t at all innocent. He wanted her submission, to cross boundaries with her he hadn’t thought to go with any other woman. Would Laura give him everything he desired? He cut off the train of thought. This night was about Laura. Not about his selfish desires.
He opened her pussy lips wide and took in the glorious view of her creamy cunt. Her small clit was swollen and she was so wet and juicy, her unique scent teasing his nostrils. She smelled of a glorious woman wanton for sex.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“I’m going to taste you. You’ve read my books. You know what happens now,” he said, bringing the full force of his books into effect.
She nodded. “You’re going to taste my...” She didn’t finish her words and a red blush stained her cheeks.
“Finish what you were going to say,” he ordered.
“You’re going to lick my pussy,” she replied right away.
Dean stared at her and knew in his heart the woman beneath him had some submissive streaks within her. He’d never been interested in a dominant and submissive lifestyle, but with Laura, he’d be happy to give it a try.