He lays between my spread thighs and his tongue dips deep inside me.
“Oh, fuck…” I grunt as my stomach tightens. I press harder and rotate faster, faster, faster. His tongue flicks at my fingers.
“Let me, baby.”
I let go and grip the headboard to have leverage to grind against his face. The way he goes at me is like he’s feasting.
His lips suck on my hard pearl and waves rush over me. Every peak recedes and then the next peak is taller before I fall down again.
“Oh, God, Dean!” His name rings from my lips.
He’s tender and soft, bringing me down slowly. He leans over the edge of the bed and pulls a condom from his jeans. Rising to his knees, he sheaths with an urgency that starts me reheating.
“You ready?” he asks, waiting.
I nod. “Just promise me one thing.”
“I can’t promise it won’t hurt, baby.”
“Not that. Promise me you won’t leave me.”
His head tips and he lowers until chest presses to mine and he seats his hips between my thighs. “A man left you?”
“My father left Mom and me.”
“I’m not him, baby.”
“I know, but my mother thinks you are and I’m asking you this. I need this, Dean.”
His forehead presses to mine. “You have me. I won’t leave you, sweetheart.”
His hardness presses against my thigh almost making me lose my train of thought.
“You could’ve left me behind today, but you wanted me to be with you. And that’s what I want… to be with you, Dean.”
His hand reaches between us and I gasp when the large head of his cock seats inside my body.
“Slowly…” He presses up, planking to look down on me while his hips rock forward.
I shiver as his hardness separates the untouched parts of me and makes me feel more than I ever have before.
“Oh, fuck,” I gasp.
“You okay?”
“Amazing.”
His lips spread into a big smile. He kisses my nose, and then his lips claim mine, hard. Dean’s hips start to move and I grab onto his shoulders, wrapping my legs around his tight ass.
I give into the moment. It’s not painful, it’s beautiful. It’s pressure, but in the best ways, and my core pulses around him as he thrusts faster and faster.
“So fucking tight. Baby, are you…” he grunts, “Close?”
I reach between us and rub my clit like before.
He moans. “That’s it. I wanna feel you explode on my cock.”
I rub harder and the magic starts. It’s just a tingle, but soon, it’s fireworks that I can’t control. I buck against him, my back arching high and my screams echoing the room.