Well, this just got even more interesting.
Her words gave me reason to pause, and I stared at her curiously. “So?”
“I-I’m not sure I’m ready.”
“Oh, you’re ready. How about I make you a deal?”
Her eyes widened. “What kind of deal?”
“I’ll put my cock at your pussy, but I won’t penetrate you if you hold still enough.”
“You just want me to lie there?”
“I want your body to tell me what it wants. If you’re ready, my guess is that you’ll buck your hips, desperate for me to fill you, and you’ll be the one who forces me to penetrate you.”
“No.” She twisted her face away as though embarrassed. “That’s not going to happen.”
“Let’s see, shall we?”
I sucked on her needy, swollen clit a little more, forcing a moan from her lips, and then I raised myself up her body. My cock was like iron, and I fisted myself and guided the head to her slit. Despite her protests, she was wet, both from her own juices and my saliva. I parted her folds and placed my cock against the wet heat of her entrance. Precum had leaked from my slit, and the combination of her wetness and mine made everything slippery. Fuck, she felt good. I wanted nothing more than to drive myself deep, stretching her wide around me. I already imagined how tight she’d be. Would she bleed? I didn’t care if she did.
I reached for my trousers and pulled them towards me. My wallet was still in my back pocket, and I took it out and removed one of the condoms I kept in there. Working quickly, I sheathed myself and then turned my attention back to Kaja.
Keeping hold of my cock, I rubbed it up to her clit, making sure I applied pressure to the sensitive nub. She gasped and as I’d anticipated, arched her hips to meet me. Then I ran it down again, nudging her opening so the tip of my cock was engulfed by her soft heat. It took every ounce of self-control not to push deeper.
I repeated the movement, rubbing up, circling her clit, and back down to apply pressure to her cunt. Each time, I went a little faster and a little harder, building her up. A red flush covered her bare chest and spread up to her neck. Her lips parted, and her fingers curled into the towels. She didn’t want to engage with me, though. I could tell she was trying to pretend none of this was happening, but she wouldn’t be able to pretend for long.
A gush of wetness heated the head of my cock.
“That’s right. Your pretty little cunt wants my cock, doesn’t it?”
She was frozen beneath me, her body rigid. Her face was twisted away, her eyes squeezed shut.
I bent my head and bit her nipple.
She gasped, and her eyes sprang open. “Ah!”
“That got your attention. Now look at me or I’ll bite you harder next time.”
I continued rubbing my cock over her pussy. I sped up, and each time I nudged between her folds, I sank deeper. It was only by millimetres—the tip of the head was barely inside her—but it still felt exquisite.
Her breathing grew ragged, and her small tits with the hard brown nipples rose and fell tantalisingly. There was a circle of red marks around one where I’d bitten her. I loved seeing that mark on her.
As I dipped my cock between her folds once more, her hips lifted to meet me.
“You want more, huh?”
I lowered myself onto her, feeling the smoothness of her inner walls as my cock head entered her.
“Oh God, no. Please.”
I stopped. I had to grit my teeth to prevent myself pushing all the way in.
“How does it feel?” I asked her. “I can tell you want more.”
She groaned and circled her hips, massaging me perfectly. I wondered if I could come like this.
“Please... I can’t...”