“I’m wondering why you’re on the pill?”
“To regulate my cycles. And I figured I’d fuck one day.” I smiled.
His lips curled and dimpled his cheeks, and I wanted to devour him.
I touched his dick again, and he hissed.
“Am I hurting you?”
“Nope. You’re making me want to come.”
“You’re pretty sensitive,” I said.
“Only around you. I’m not normally this aroused…” He shrugged.
He held me and kissed my neck. His tongue entered my ear, and I was a goner.
Who would have thought a tongue could give so much pleasure?
I loved the way he touched me and his grunts and groans. Especially now as he nibbled at my nipples.
His deep guttural sounds, like he was eating the most delicious meal, vibrated all over my prickling skin.
Parting my legs wide, he took his weight on his arms. The veins popping.
He tickled my clit, and within a few strokes, I came again. The fire of anticipation had settled in my sex so that the slightest touch made my nerve endings sizzle.
I could feel his heart pounding against my chest.
“I am going to enter you really slowly. Tell me to stop if it gets too much, okay.”
“Uh-huh.”
The head of his dick entered, and the stretch was so intense I bit into my lip.
The pain of ripping through my wall sent a sharp, acute twinge through me.
I’d read about this. I expected pain. I expected blood. But I didn’t expect addiction.
Addiction was what I felt as soon as we overcame that barrier. I fell in love with his dick pounding into me.
My vaginal walls clung on tight. With each entry, heat intensified. Even the sound of wet friction turned me on.
With my hands on his firm, well-toned arse, I pushed him in deep. Pain and pleasure met. Like day and night meeting which always made my heart sing.
He rocked his hips, and his dick slid inside and out, discovering me. All of me.
My mouth remained apart. But unlike my pussy, it was dry from all my sighs and moans.
It was pure erotic pleasure.
“Oh my fucking god, Theadora. You’re going to make me lose my mind.”
“Is that a bad thing?” My breath mingled with my words as he split me in half with that slow, grinding dick.
My nose on his dampened large shoulder sucking back his maleness.
“You are beautiful. I’ve never felt a woman like I feel you right now.” His voice trembled with emotion.
Oh my god. Not tears. Not from him too.