“This is really happening?” she asks, making me smile. Nipping her lips, I open my mouth over hers as my hand wraps around my cock, and I run it up and down her folds, listening to her breathe hitch each time I pass the head over her clit.
“Ready?” I ask her, lining up and pressing the tip in.
Nodding, her nails dig into my back as I slide in slowly, inch-by-inch. She’s so fucking tight I have to hold my breath to keep from coming.
“Full, I’m so full,” she whimpers, and my cock twitches in approval, like it’s trying to show off.
“Don’t talk, baby,” I tell her, pulling out only to slide in farther.
“Jax, oh, God,” she moans, lifting her hips higher, taking me deeper, which isn’t helping me stay calm.
“Fuck,” I clip, pulling out and pushing in slowly breaking through the barrier of her virginity until I’m balls deep, which causes her breathe to hitch and her nails to bite hard into my skin.
Breathing heavily, I kiss her until her body relaxes once again under mine. “Are you okay?” I question, pushing her hair out of her face and looking into her eyes.
“Yes.” Her hand comes up to rest against my cheek. “You can move,” she says, wiggling her hips.
Tilting my head back, I stretch out my arms and swivel my hips. Her * is so fucking hot and so tight that I won’t be able to hold off coming for very long. I knew having her was going to ruin me, but I didn’t understand how much until I felt her walls ripple around my length, her arms tighten around my shoulders, and her legs clench around my hips like every part of her is trying to hold on to me, to keep me close.
She fits me perfectly. Everything about her was made just for me.
“Jax…”
“I know, baby,” I say, dropping my forehead to hers when her walls ripple once more from the slightest movement. “So responsive. You’re so responsive, baby. I bet you could come from just my dick, couldn’t you?” I ask, swiveling my hips again.
Her reply is a whimper as her walls around my cock tighten to the point that it’s almost painful.
“Jesus,” I groan, watching her face and feeling her core convulse as her sudden orgasm threatens to pull mine from me. “I need to move, baby,” I tell her, adjusting her leg over my arm, putting me at a different angle. Pulling out and sliding in again, her lips part and her walls tighten. Picking up speed, I wrap her leg tighter around me then cover her mouth with mine, thrusting my tongue between her lips as I feel my orgasm climb up my spine, plunging three more times. Then I plant myself deep and pull my mouth from hers, roaring into the room when I feel her clamp down around me as I come hard, sending her into another orgasm.
Rolling to my back so I don’t collapse on top of her, I settle her against my chest, still feeling her * contracting around my cock.
“I swear, baby. Your * is fucking dangerous,” I tell her, feeling her body shaking against mine. “It’s true. I thought you were going to squeeze my dick off when you orgasmed,” I tell her truthfully, and her silent laughter turns into loud giggles that make me smile.
Placing my fingers under her chin, I tilt her face up towards mine. “How are you feeling?”
“Good.” She smiles and her face goes soft, softer than I have ever seen it, and I know right then, with her chest against mine, me still buried deep inside of her, our smell surrounding us, I know I’m in love with her. So fucking in love that I want to wrap her up in cotton so nothing can ever happen to her. How the hell are you supposed to survive, when the part of you that you need to live is walking around outside your body?
“Jax?”
“Yeah, baby?” I ask, focusing on her and running my fingers through her hair.
“You got a weird look on your face,” she whispers, studying me.
“Just thinking,” I tell her softly. I know I’m going to keep pushing us forward, but I don’t want to scare her away by letting her know I love her. I need to find a way to get her addicted to me. I need to make her crave me so the thought of not being with me scares her more than any fear of the future does.