Warm, wet heat flows over my fingers and soaks my hand, and I almost have to grab my own cock to stop myself from blowing before I’m even inside her. Everything about her has me so hard that even my balls feel like they’re heavy and made of steel.
I can barely breathe while she holds my head between her thighs like a vice, but the threatening darkness will be worth it after making her come so hard. Still, I wouldn’t mind sticking around to the end of this, so when she finally releases me, I sit back and gasp for air while I unbutton my jeans and shove them down my hips, positioning myself on my knees in front of her while I pull her tights and panties down her legs, shoving off her shoes and tossing them all into a pile with mine.
She’s left in nothing more than her flimsy bra and open pinafore, and I take a moment to drink her in, loving the sight of her glistening seam while I hold my dick in my hand.
“There’s no turning back once I’m in here, Dottie,” I say, lining the head of my cock up against her entrance and coating myself in her silken cream. “I’ll be the only man to know your body, so I want you to be real sure you want this.”
“I want this,” she gasps immediately, even going so far as to lift her naughty hips in an effort to suck me in a little.
“Not yet.” Tutting her, I pull back a little, stroking the length of my shaft and getting off on the sight of her on her back, legs wide open to welcome me in. “This could hurt.”
“I don’t care.” She rocks her head from side to side. “I just want it. Please. I need you inside me.”
“Then take a deep breath, because I’m going in, and I’m not coming out until you come again.”
She does as I ask, and the moment her chest expands, I drive my full length inside of her, leaning down and clamping my mouth over hers as she lets out a howl while I rut against her, keeping my dick buried deep but applying pressure everywhere that counts.
Her howl quickly turns into moans and whimpers as I grind and she grinds back, kissing, touching and building up to something bigger than what I did to her with my mouth and hand.
“You OK, Dot?” I manage, burying my face in her neck and pressing my lips against her racing pulse.
“I’m great. Keep going. Please.”
“You feel so fucking tight.”
“You feel so big. Almost too big. But it’s good. Oh, Theo. It’s so good.”
With a moan, I try to keep my focus on the incredible sensation of sliding in and out of her, but my release is so demanding that I feel an aching in my balls. I’m not ready to let go yet, so I pull back so I can watch her as I thrust in and out. And fuck, if I don’t realize that I’ve fallen in love with her when her brown eyes lock with mine and she smiles up at me, her chest bouncing so much with each slap of my hips against hers that her tits have fallen out of her bra. I’m mesmerized by her dusty pink nipples and slow my thrusts as I lean down to take one in my mouth. But my greedy girl wraps her legs around me, hooking her feet against my ass and urging me to pick up the pace.
“Oh, I see how it is,” I say, grinning like the devil as I brace myself over her and start pumping with increasing force.
“Yessss.” Her lips part in astonishment as I angle my hips to reach even greater depths and she rises up to meet me, harder and faster until she’s making urgent mewling sounds that almost have me blowing my load.
“I can’t hold on much longer, Dottie,” I grunt, sweat coating my body as I strain to hold it in. I’m so desperate to come, but I refuse to do it until she’s coming too. I want to fill her at the peak of her climax.
“Not yet. Please. I’m so close,” she gasps, and I shift slightly to the side, holding my weight on one arm as I slide my fingers between us, stroking her clit as I thrust. Her chest turns from white to blotchy as her entire body flushes red and her back arches. “Theooooooo!”
Her screams are so loud my brother’s sheep herd can probably hear them hundreds of miles away. But I don't care who hears. I keep pumping, keep extending her climax while she clenches around me with such force, she’s almost milking me, begging me to fill her up with everything I’m holding in for her.
When it feels like she’s about ready to come back down, I finally allow myself to join her, the furious rush of my ejaculation so intense, I’m half expecting it to come rushing out her mouth. But of course it doesn’t, and when we’re both spent and heaving for a breath, I drop down onto the grass beside her and take her hand in mine, lifting it to my lips and kissing every one of her knuckles.
“Mine,” I whisper over and over. And as I pull her into my arms and hold her tight while we watch the sky change color as the sun slowly sets, I know deep in my bones that I’ve found my soulmate, the one woman I’m meant to spend the rest of my life with. Before now, I didn’t want for a hell of a lot. But with her, I want it all—marriage, a family, a life with someone I’ll grow old with.
“Dottie?” I whisper, pressing a kiss in the top of her hair to see if she’s still awake. She doesn’t stir, so I figure she’s fallen asleep. Still, I can’t keep this feeling inside any longer. “I love you.”
She snuggles in a little closer. I’ve never felt more content in my life.
DOTTIE
Irouse slightly and find myself surrounded in soft, pillowy warmth. At first, I just snuggle in and smile. But then I realize grass doesn’t feel like this and quickly sit up. I’m in bed. Alone.
“What?” I look at the mattress beside me, hoping I somehow managed to miss seeing Theo there. But when I note that side of the bed is untouched, I realize he brought me in here and left.
Or maybe what happened in the gardens was just a dream?
Knowing my luck with men, it probably was. So I lift the blankets to check, finding myself still dressed in my open pinafore, but I’m missing my tights and underwear. Add that to the aching between my legs, and I’m certain everything Theo and I did after dinner was the real deal. But if he left me here alone, what doesthatmean? That he got what he wanted so he’s done? Another thing that wouldn’t shock me. I may not have had a relationship of my own, but I’ve had enough friends and even clients lamenting the dirty deeds of mistrustful men. I’d gotten so swept away in the hopeful feeling I had around Theo that I didn’t even consider he might just be telling me what I wanted to hear. Some men get off on bedding a virgin then ghosting them. Maybe that’s what’s happening here…
Although, he didn’t know I was a virgin until right before we did it. So I’m not sure that’s it. Maybe he was just tired and went home? Or maybe he wanted to sleep next to me, but he just wasn’t sure if it was OK to get in my bed without permission.
