“You seem to be overdressed,” I said.
He knelt on the floor and motioned for me to scoot to the edge of the bed. Even in this position, he towered over me. “Oh, Maya,” he groaned. “You are beautiful.” He kissed the inside of my leg, careful to avoid my ticklish feet, up to my knee.
I parted my legs wider. He inhaled deeply. “You smell divine. I wonder how you taste.” I shifted my hips up, and his tongue darted out. “Delicious,” he murmured before burying his face between my thighs.
He varied his pacing between fast and slow licks. It drove me wild, and I screamed his name, my thighs closing in around Geoff’s head as a wave of pleasure overcame me.
“More,” I begged. “I need you.”
“Are you sure?” Geoff asked, rising above me, his massive erection on display.
“Never been more sure.”
“Condom.” He reached into his nightstand and pulled out a box of condoms labeled ‘For Monsters’. XXL. Of course he’d be an XXL.
In one swift motion, he rolled it on, and slid his cock against my core, notching it at my entrance. “You’re tiny,” he managed.
“You’re huge.”
“I won’t fit,” he said. “Don’t wanna hurt you.”
“You’ll fit. You won’t hurt me.” I leaned forward and gripped the fur on his hips with my fingers, pulling and squeezing. “Go slow and let me adjust.”
He thrust his hips forward, breaching my dripping center with the bulbous head of his cock. I threw my head back and moaned his name. “More, Geoff. I need you. Need to feel you.”
The next thing I knew, his massive cock impaled me. My legs shook with pleasure, and he remained still, giving me a chance to acclimatize to his girth.
“You feel amazing,” he rasped, bending down to kiss me. He stayed buried inside me until an inexplicable desire for more filled my brain. I grabbed his hips, pushing him back, encouraging him to move inside me. “Maya… you’re taking all of me,” he groaned.
I couldn’t form cohesive words, so I murmured an assent.
“Good girl, take all of me,” he said. “I’ll never be able to get enough of you.”
“Show me,” I challenged.
Geoff wrapped one of his arms around me, holding me against his muscular body while his other arm bracketed me on the bed as he pistoned his hips against mine. Slow at first, he picked up the tempo encouraged by my moans of pleasure. “I won’t last long,” he panted.
“Me neither.”
He pushed inside me with one last thrust, and came, bellowing my name. My hands clutched his fur and my eyes rolled back in my head, his name on my lips.
We finally fell back, tangled together in Geoff’s massive bed. My head rested on his chest, rising and falling with his breathing. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me close, and I’d never felt safer or more cherished in my life.
“Hey,” he murmured, his voice sleepy and satisfied.
“Hey yourself.”
“No regrets?”
I propped myself up to look at him. His fur was mussed, his eyes soft and warm, and he was looking at me like I’d hung the moon. “Zero regrets. You?”
“Are you kidding? I just got to make love to the woman I’ve been in love with for over a year. I have the opposite of regrets.”
“You’re in love with me?”
“Completely. Hopelessly. Irrevocably.” He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. “Have been for a while now.” His thumb caressed my cheek. “If you don’t believe me, I can show you again.”
My heart felt too big for my chest. “Good. Because I’m in love with you too.”
