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"Um-- maybe? Was it...okay?"
I wasn't nervous till just now. The way he's looking at me right now, I don't know what he's thinking and I'm suddenly very aware that the years between us represent more than just time-- Hawk has lived experiences that I've only read about. What if I don't live up to his expectations?
"Yeah." The weird look he was giving me goes soft and his lips press against mine again. "It was fucking perfect, Terra."
That's better than anothergood girl. Warmth washes over my entire body as he whispers those words into my ear.
His hands slide down my arms to the sides of my body and I frantically pull his shirt off, desperate to finally feel his skin against mine.
He's moved down. I'm still pinned under him but he's got his face between my breasts. His large hands wrapped in my squishy flesh, pushing and kneading them together and kissing one and then the other like he can't make up his mind.
"Give me half an hour, Rebel," he mumbles with his mouth full of one of my nipples, "and I'm going to get revenge on you with my cock."
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Hawk
Her tits are so fuckingperfect. Large enough to overflow my palms and perfect for wrapping around my dick while I titty fuck her. The thought of watching my cock slide between these soft mounds has me surging back to life already and I mentally add that to the growing list of things I plan to do with her.
The only thing left between us now are the soft cotton pants she's wearing. The ones with all the drawstrings that have been begging to get untied since she got here.
Terra arches her back, giving me more of the breast I'm currently working on. Her fingers are clasped around my neck and head, but when I reach between us to pull at that tempting little bow keeping her pants cinched to her waist, I get a tap on my shoulder instead of the needy whimper I was expecting.
"Hawk..." It's a timid whisper. "Justice, stop."
Immediately, I do what she asks. Taking my hands off her and giving her space as she pushes herself up with her elbows bent behind her.
"Maybe we should talk for a minute."
Talk. Yeah. Sure. With me naked and my cock so hard I could hammer nails with it and those perfect tits swaying in front of me. Talking should be easy, sure.
But my rebel is a lot more important than my erection. I can't remember ever hearing this soft, shy tone in her voice and I'll do anything to make sure she feels safe with me.
When I move to roll off of her, however, she catches me between her knees, not letting me go.
It fills me with pride, knowing that she's comfortable enough to ask for the time she needs but still wants me close.
"What is it, Rebel? If you don't want to do thi--"
"I want to." She cuts me off quickly and her enthusiastic reassurance has me sliding back up her body, repositioning to pull her on to my lap with her legs wrapped around me.
When I squeeze her ass cheeks hard and pull her tight so she can feel my hard cock straining at the covered space between her legs, her eyes roll up and then settle back on mine.
She presses her lips to mine for a kiss that's not nearly enough and fixes me in a hooded gaze.
"Ireallywant to," she repeats. Then that sweet blush darkens her cheeks, "But I've never done it before so I figured you should know that?"
"Are you telling me you're a virgin, Rebel?"
My cock jumps, even more desperate to claim what's mine.
Last night, when she was coming on my fingers, I noticed how tight she was but it hadn't occurred to me that might be why.
Terra's a wild child, I know she's spent summer nights up at the river drinking around campfires with the other kids on the ridge. I'm not delusional enough to think legal age limits would keep her from going after whatever experiences she was interested in having.
"Don't be gross about it, okay? I hate when men put a premium on a woman's value just because her 'virtue'is still intact--" she pauses to make a gagging expression and it's about the cutest thing I've ever seen. "I wasn't saving myself for you or anything, I just never wanted to do this with anyone else so get that look off your face."
I could not wipe this look off my face if my life depended on it right now. I get what she's saying and I'd be in love with this woman no matter how much experience she had but, fuck me, if the primal beast inside me isn't roaring in triumph.
