He stripped off his t-shirt and my body flooded with overwhelming desire as I looked at him, every muscle sculpted, his abs washboard perfect.
And then he came to me, his hands sliding up my shirt, tugging it off, unbuttoning my jeans and pulling those off too, leaving me in just my bra and panties.
“God, you are so fucking sexy, baby,” he breathed. He was on top of me completely now, straddling me around the waist, his strong thighs pinning me down. He tugged the cups of my bra down until my tits popped out, his index finger tracing the hard peaks and causing me to gasp.
“Take my dick out, baby.”
I reached up and undid his jeans, pulling down the waistband of his boxers and letting his hard cock out.
“Good girl. “ He took my hand in his and placed it on his dick, showing me how to stroke him, how to make him feel good. I liked the way he felt in my hand, hard and thick.
“Like that?” I whispered. It wasn’t completely dark in his room, but the light was off, and I was thankful he couldn’t see the blush on my cheeks
“Just like that, Olivia. Good girl, baby, stroke my cock just like that.”
His words and the feel of his dick in my hand set me on fire, making me so hot I felt like I was boiling from the inside out.
Colt pulled me up toward him and kissed me while I stroked him, his tongue taking me, owning me, claiming me, making me forget that anything existed except for him and this moment.
He reached around and unhooked my bra, letting my breasts spill out of their cups completely and sucking my nipples into his mouth as I stroked him. I gasped as his lips and tongue pulled me into his mouth, the fiery inferno that burned through my body taking up residence wherever he touched, sucked, pushed.
He stripped off his jeans and boxers and then laid his body on top of mine, his broad shoulders and ripped pecs covering me like a blanket. I could feel his cock right on the outside of my panties and I wanted him inside of me, wanting to feel that push/pull as he entered me.
“Fuck me,” I begged.
He gave me a cocky grin, his hand skating down the side of body until he got to my hip, his grip tightening around my waist as he pulled me into him and held me close against him, the only thing separating his hard shaft from my pussy the thin material of my panties.
“You want my dick, baby?” he demanded.
I nodded and tried to arch against him, but his hand stayed firm, not letting me move, showing me he was in total control. Then he rolled me over until I was on top of him and his hands found my shoulders and he pushed me down, down past his chest and to his hips.
He took my hand and put it on his dick, then took the head of his cock and brushed it over my lips.
“I’ve never…”
“It’s okay, baby,” he said. “I’ll show you.”
He pushed the tip of his dick into my mouth, and the taste of him was foreign and unfamiliar, and I wasn’t sure if I liked it, but then Colt groaned and the sight of him leaning back, his body so built and perfect, the clench of his abs as I took him in my mouth flooded me with desire.
He reached down and held my hand, his fingers intertwining with mine as my other hand stroked him further into my mouth.
“Fuck, that feels good.” He was watching me, and I locked my eyes on his, taking him into me, sucking him all the way down until the head of his cock hit the back of my throat. “Good girl, baby, there you go. Take that whole fucking dick.”
I did it, even though he was so big I wasn’t sure I could, but I got him all the way down my throat, and he moaned again and I loved that I was turning him on. I sucked him like that for a while, stroking and sucking, getting into a nice rhythm as my lips and hands and mouth served to pleasure him.
And then suddenly, he was flipping me over and his hand was pulling at my panties and he slid them off and then he was between my legs and on top of me, holding himself up over me, his biceps and triceps taut and tone. I reached up and felt his chest, running my hands over the smooth muscles, so strong, so safe.
“Okay?” he whispered gruffly.
I nodded, and then he pushed inside of me, and I felt that familiar resistance, the same resistance I’d felt earlier when he’d taken my virginity, and then he was pushing past it, his hips pivoting as he began to fuck me.
I groaned and arched my back, and he took my nipple into his mouth, sucking it softly and then letting it go. He reached down and grabbed my leg, pulled it up around his hip, pushing deeper into me and making me take it.
“Your pussy is still so tight, baby. I need to break you in more.” And then he thrust into me harder and deeper, so hard my tits started to bounce and so deep I could feel his balls hitting my ass.
He fucked me, pushing into me, holding my hip with his big hand, his finger skating over my clit while he fucked me with his thick cock.