“Oh. Oh! Oh god!”
I can’t keep from smiling as she voices her pleasure, but a moment later, I’m smiling for my own selfish reasons. She’s so fucking tight, like a glove that’s a size too small, and she feels so fucking good.
I want to tell her so badly. I want her to know how amazing she feels, but I can’t say a thing.
I had planned to play some games with her, dip in and out, tease her a little, but all I can do is sink in, slowly, deeply, over and over, savoring every bit of her.
When I met her only four nights ago, I’d have never imagined I’d be doing this with her, and god, I’d have been missing out.
Life can be so strange and unpredictable, and such a fun, fucking ride. If circumstances were different, she’d make a great girlfriend. Her spirit is one in a million. But it’s no point doing anything but going with the flow, and I’m going to enjoy the hell out of tonight and make sure she does too.
Before she’s fully recovered from her orgasm, I grind against her, slipping my hand around her to angle her to my body, stroking in and out of her as our bodies generate friction. She reaches for me, fumbling for a moment before getting a hold of my lats and holding on tight.
I bring her off again, and she clings to me, crying out, until her body goes boneless and she flops back on the bed. I have to bite back the urge to tell her I’m coming, and instead, I squeeze her hip just before I lose control deep inside her.
38
Adrian
It’s always an honor to be a woman’s first, and I’m incredibly impressed by Autumn’s sense of adventure. Some women might not even be brave enough to take on more than one man, but she’s taking on four of us for her first time having sex.
Trevor’s left her looking supremely satisfied, and my plan is to keep the good vibes coursing through her, but first I want to make sure she still wants to continue. I gesture for Duke and Garrett to follow me into the hall, where we meet Trevor when he returns from the bathroom. After explaining my plan and getting their agreement, the four of us go back into the bedroom, where Autumn is lying patiently in the center of Duke’s big bed.
Duke speaks first. “Autumn?”
“Yes?” Her voice has a sexy, breathy quality that has me praying she’ll be up for more.
“Are you doing okay?” I ask.
She nods. “I’m good.”
“Do you want to continue?” Garrett asks.
“Or take a break?” Trevor adds.
It was important to me to check in on her, but I didn’t want just one of us doing the talking, which might lead her to make assumptions about who she has or hasn’t been with so far.
“I’m ready for more,” she says without hesitation.
And I’m ready to give her more. I’ve been ready ever since Trevor introduced us, but knowing she was a virgin, I wasn’t counting on having the opportunity. I’ve been having plenty of fun with the kinds of things we’ve been doing together, but this will be special.
Back at the bed, I bend and kiss her. Maybe this will undo the care I’ve just taken to keep us all anonymous, but I can’t resist. Going around to the bottom of the bed, I lift her feet and take her legs straight up in the air, eliciting an “oooh” from her.
I get why the guys have been going easy on her, and I absolutely don’t intend to be rough, but she needs to experience something besides straight-on missionary all night.
On my knees at her base, I prop her legs on my chest and look down at the view beneath me. The roundness of her hips, the swell of her breasts, the way her hair spills onto the mattress like liquid gold.
She’s such a beautiful woman, and I’d be tempted to make more of things with her if I wasn’t planning to leave the island soon. It doesn’t sound like she’s looking for more anyway, so it all works out, but I’d be very tempted if I was settled in here on Four Points.
Wrapped cock in hand, I rub the head of it through the folds of her pussy, gathering her moisture, preparing her for what’s to come. When I’m slick with her juices, I press into her, just an inch, then another, and another, as I watch myself disappear inside her.
She moans when I’m fully seated, and my cock swells inside her tight walls. I lift her legs, pulling her hips up from the mattress, and start to move in her, pulling out, pushing in, loving the grin on her parted lips. Her arms lie beside her on the bed, so I reach down and take one of them, moving it between her legs, encouraging her to play with herself while I watch.
I continue to fuck her as her finger finds her clit and her head falls back, her breathing becoming audible. After a few minutes of us both keeping a steady rhythm, she cries out, her legs going stiff against me, her lips forming a perfect and very appropriate O.
I keep driving into her through her orgasm, savoring the way her inner muscles grip me tight. When she’s through it and comes back to me, I start to move faster, watching what I can see of her face to make sure she’s enjoying it. Faster, steadier, our flesh slapping together, our bodies rocking as one, I start to come, wishing like hell there was no blindfold and no condom, because I’d love to look into her eyes while I fill her with my cum.
I grunt with the pleasure of being buried deep inside her tight heat as I let loose. It’s good — long and satisfying — and as soon as it’s over, I wish I could do it again.