Cinnamon and apples. Like baked apple pie. How the fuck does she taste just like she smells? I growl as I feel her go pliant beneath me, her body melting against mine, and a surge of animalistic male pride sweeps through me at her submission.
Fuck, she wants this.
Her mouth opens easily when my tongue bids for entry, and then I'm tasting her, mating my tongue with hers, and I feel like I've come fucking home. Until this moment, I've been wandering, looking for something. I didn't even know I was lost until this moment when I become found.
Jenny tastes like mine.
Nothing in my fucked-up life has ever felt as right as this, and in this moment, I don't give a fuck about society or convention. I'm not even thinking about how she's lightyears out of my league.
All I'm thinking about is us. The way her body is pressing against mine. The way she practically purrs against me as she kisses me back sweetly.
I bend my knees and press my hardness between her thighs, showing her just how badly I need her.
She gasps into my mouth, and I swear to God, I can feel her wetness leaking through her panties and tights and my ridiculous red Santa pants. I'm going to have a big wet spot on the front of these pants, but I don't give a fuck. I'll wear her juices on my pants like a badge of honor.
When I finally pull back from her long enough to give us a moment to breathe, my head is spinning. "Fuck, I've been wanting to do that since the moment I first laid eyes on you," I tell her.
She gives a shaky laugh. "I thought you hated me this morning."
"Never," I place my forehead against hers and shake it gently. "You're all I've been able to think about. I'm fucking obsessed with you, princess."
"I thought of you too," she admits to me breathlessly, a pretty blush staining her cheeks.
I pull back to look down at her fully, my lips tilting up at the thought that she was thinking of me too. Then, I smirk when I realize what she's really admitting.
"Did you pet your little pussy while you thought of me, princess?" I ask her huskily, my cock swelling even more at the thought.
She nods shyly, and I feel a jet of cum of shoot from the tip of my cock, staining the insides of my boxers.
Fuck me. I've got to have her. Right now.
"Fucking hell," I groan before I take her lips again. My hands find the band of her tights and yank them and her panties down in one fell swoop before I quickly pull my cock out of my own pants.
I'm still kissing her, and she moans into my mouth when my I move my hand between us to gather some of her wetness. My fingers find her clit, rubbing gentle circles around it.
She whimpers into my mouth, and her arms tighten into bands around me.
I continue to rub circles around her little bundle of nerves until she finally breaks our kiss, throwing her head back and crying out.
Moisture floods my fingers. She's dripping fucking wet, and I'm leaking, ropes of precum dribbling onto the floor between us.
Her skin is flushed, her lips are red and swollen from our kisses, and I've never seen anything more beautiful in my entire life.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," I chant as I quickly hoist her up in my arms, wrapping her legs around me. "I can't wait," I manage to grate out as I line myself up at her hole and jam my head inside her.
"Nick…" I faintly hear her calling my name, but I'm too far gone to register it until I've already thrust inside her hard and deep. She's so fucking tight I might actually pass out from pleasure. Fuck, she feels too good. Too good!
She screams, and I still when I realize what I felt give way under my penetration.
I pull out slightly, and she screams again at the friction as I look down between us and see the blood coating my cock.
Goddamn. She's a fucking virgin.