I dropped to my knees and pushed her legs wide, then I slipped my hands under her ass and lifted her center up to my mouth. After a single lick, I groaned. “You taste so fucking good.”
“That feels incredible,” Ireland moaned when I ran my tongue up her slit and circled her clit.
“It’s gonna get a whole fuck of a lot better.” I feasted on her until she’d crested twice, calling out my name as she rode out her climaxes. I’d pushed myself to the brink of my control, and if I didn’t get inside her fast, I was going to come in my pants. They were already damp from the small amounts of precome that had escaped while I’d been eating my girl’s pussy.
Quickly getting to my feet, I pulled off my shirt and tossed it aside, then shucked my pants in the same direction. My cock was long and hard, standing in front of my stomach with the head purple and swollen.
Ireland’s eyes rounded, and her sexy little mouth formed an O that made me think of them wrapped around my shaft. Later. That will definitely be happening later.
“Um, I don’t think you’re going to fit,” she whispered, her voice hesitant.
“Trust me, baby,” I said as I adjusted her body so she was lying in the middle of the bed before crawling over her so I covered her from head to toe. “You were made for me. I have no doubt your tight little pussy is gonna take every inch of me.”
She gulped but nodded, and I kissed her. When she began to relax and kiss me back with equal fervor, I nudged her legs apart and settled between them. The tip of my cock bumped her entrance, and she sucked in a breath. When I pulled back to make sure she was all right, her expression was filled with excitement, and her eyes swirled with desire.
Dropping my head again, I took one of her nipples in my mouth while my fingers pinched and plucked the other. Ireland cried out and arched her back, pushing more of her breast into my mouth.
Slowly, I pushed my shaft inside, letting her adjust as she stretched around my considerable girth. “Fuck, you’re tight,” I grunted when I released her nipple. I moved to the opposite one and kept filling her until my tip hit the barrier of her virginity.
Rising a little, I looked her in the eyes and asked, “Are you on anything?”
“Oh! I forgot about that.” Ireland’s face crumpled, and she looked as though she might cry. “No, I’m not on birth control.”
“Good,” I stated firmly. Then I took her mouth in a deep kiss. She was trembling with need when I raised my head and met her gaze again. “Gonna go in bare, baby. I don’t want anything between us.”
Ireland’s cheeks burned, but she gave me a sweet smile. “Okay. You can pull out, right?”
I shook my head. “Not happening. I’m going to come inside you, fill you up, and make sure I’ve put my kid in you. And if it doesn’t happen this time, I’m gonna fuck you every chance I get until it takes.” A wicked grin stole across my face. “Although, I don’t see that changing once you’re pregnant.”
“You-you, um, you want to get me pregnant?” Ireland sputtered.
“Fuck, yeah, I can’t wait to see you big and round with our baby.”
Ireland’s face went soft, and she smiled. “Okay.” Then she frowned thoughtfully before adding, “As long as you don’t expect me to stop performing.”
“Are you kidding?” I asked in surprise. “I don’t want to change one thing about you, and that includes your job. I would never deprive the world of your talent, baby.”
She smiled happily and whispered, “Okay then.”
“Are you ready for me to pop that cherry, baby? Because I’m on my last thread of control.” I had no fucking clue how I’d managed to have this conversation with my fat cock partially gloved by her snug, virgin pussy.
“Yes,” she breathed. “More than ready.”
I took her mouth in another hungry, consuming kiss to help distract her from the pain when I tore through her virginity and planted myself balls-deep inside her. “Fuck,” I rasped as I used every bit of my strength to hold still and give her muscles time to stretch to accommodate my size.
A few tears leaked from her beautiful eyes, and I kissed each one away. “It won’t last long,” I assured her.
“It’s already fading. I just feel full,” she said, sending waves of relief through me. Her hips wiggled, and she gasped.
“Hold on, baby,” I warned her with a devilish smile. “I’m about to take you on a different kind of ride.”
Ireland giggled, but it gave way to a cry of passion when I carefully withdrew, then pushed back until I was completely sheathed.