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I arched my hips in protest and regretted my blurted-out internal thought. “Please don’t stop.”
He chuckled into my neck. “Sorry. You surprised me, but then again, there should be nothing coming from you that would shock me by now.”
I wasn’t sure if that was a compliment or not, but once his fingers started moving again, I honestly didn’t care. Instead, I wanted to touch him. Reaching down, I could feel the extent of his hard length.
“Jesus, Mark.” Evidently there was a lot I had missed while looking at the man in his suits and casual attire. He was hung like a Greek statue, the really well-endowed kind. “I think you’re bigger than my vibrator.” I felt him hesitate once again. “I’m sorry. My damn mouth. I didn’t mean to make you self-conscious.”
“Shut up, Jules,” he responded tenderly, kissing me on the nose before taking my lips again.
My body started to shake when his fingers sped up and found my clit, rubbing circles around the sensitive flesh while his teeth nipped down the column of my throat. His hot breath in my ear whispered words which, along with his fingers, ignited my orgasm. “I love that you got this pussy waxed. Like it was only for me. So I could fuck you with my fingers and feel that bare skin. Now come for me, beautiful. I need to feel it.”
“Holy— Oh, my God—” Words came out in a jumble. My hips bucked, tingles traveled clear down to my toes, and my eyes rolled back into my head as my climax washed over me.
Never.
Never had I experienced an orgasm such as this one. While I was still recovering, I could feel his hips between my knees, the crown of his length at my entrance.
“We’ll go slow. You’re small, and I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I pushed out an eight-pound baby out of my vagina, so I’m pretty sure you’ll fit just fine.”
He froze, and I realized what I’d blurted out this time around.
“Sorry. Officially most unsexy thing ever said during pre-penetration.”
He chuckled and then leaned in with his mouth to my ear. “I think it’s clear that either I’m going to need to gag you, which has possibilities, or I’ll need to do some more dirty talking to distract you.”
Both my libido and curiosity shot off the charts. “I’m game.”
He teased me with the tip of his cock, rubbing back and forth. “Do you have any idea how hard I am for you right now, how much I can’t wait to feel your hot pussy clenching around me? How, when I see you in those leggings, it makes me want to bend you over something and take you deep? In fact, I don’t think you’ll need those batteries, but you may need more bags of frozen French fries come tomorrow morning.”
Mission accomplished. He was doing it. He was turning my mind off and my speaking abilities to mush. As a result, I was growing wetter and felt him push in the first inch. Who would’ve ever thought the words French fries and batteries in the same sentence could be such a turn-on? Or that Mark, of all people, was a dirty talker?
“Put your hands on me. Touch me.”
Didn’t have to ask me twice. I skimmed my hands down to his hips and felt the strength in every patch I explored. It was almost enough to want to flick on the light so I could see every inch of him.
He slid in further, causing me to gasp at the pressure. “Let me know if it hurts.”
Ahh. The sweet intrusion burned a little, but it also felt incredible.
Our tongues mated, both of us desperate for the intimacy. He pushed further inside of me, and I was almost convinced I might split in two before I could sheath him completely. Once he was deeply rooted, filling me completely, I took a deep breath at the exquisite feeling.
“You all right?” He was breathless, holding himself in place.
I nodded and then involuntarily moved my hips. My body was way ahead of my mind.
“Go easy. I don’t want to hurt you.”
My body felt stretched, but I forced myself to relax. “I can’t help it. You feel amazing.”
“You do, too. We’ll go slow until you get used to me, okay?”
He pulled out slightly and then back home again.
I couldn’t see his face, but I could feel the restraint in his shoulders. I thrust my hips up the next time to meet his.
“Jesus,” he hissed.
