“It’s just that I don’t have, um, a lot of experience, well, and I have only been with a couple of guys.” I let out a low rumble that I have no control over, and her cheeks turn pink. “I’ve never donethat.” She glances down toward her pussy and back at me, eyes widening, hoping to get her point across.
“Are you telling me that nobody has ever gotten to taste you, Lainey?” I demand.
“Yeah,” she says, biting her perfect bottom lip.
“Good,” I growl.
“Good?” She is shocked.
“Yeah, baby, good. Now I get to be the first and the last man thatevertastes you—and I’m fucking starving.” I grin at her wide, surprised eyes and slowly run my tongue along her wet center, getting my first hit, and I already know I am addicted to her.
“Oh, holy shhhhit.” She squirms and I hold her hips in place. I work my finger into her tight center and feel her constrict around me. I can’t get enough of the sounds she is making, her sweet, heady release dripping onto my tongue, the way her clit is pulsing as I suck on it.
I want to stay in this moment as long as possible, unrelenting and free. I don’t hold back, feasting on Lainey until she cries out, shaking in pleasure as her orgasm rips through her body and she soaks my face.
I sit up and look at her. “I was wrong,” I tell her.
“Wrong about what?” she asks with breathless worry.
“I just found something that tastes even better than your kissesandyour apple pie.” I smile at her as she buries her face in her hands and mumbles unintelligible things under her breath. “Hey, no hiding from me.” I pull her hands away and kiss her, letting her taste the sexiness of her own release on my lips. She moans and tugs me closer.
“I think you are overdressed,” she says. Pulling at my jeans, I quickly stand and unbutton them, shoving them and my black boxers to the floor. My leaking cock springs free from being confined and points directly at Lainey, who once again gasps.
“What’s wrong?” I say looking down at myself.
“That can’t happen.” She is still staring.
“Remember what I told you before, baby?” Cupping her face, I kiss her softly, soothing her nerves. “Itisgoing to fit. I know you are thinking it won’t.” She huffs at me sassily and I laugh. “It will, because we fit perfectly together in every other way, Lainey. Trust me?”
“I trust you.” She looks deep into my eyes, my very soul, and I know that the moment we come together, nothing will ever be the same.
I turn around in search of my wallet, but Lainey grabs my hand.
“Wait,” she says.
My stomach drops.Maybe she changed her mind and isn’t ready to take this all the way.
“Can we ... not use a condom?” She searches my face shyly, like she is asking for something her heart and mind might not have totally communicated properly.
“Are you sure about that?” I have never in my life not wrapped it up, but with Lainey, there is nothing I want more than to give her this, give us this kind of intimacy I have never had with anyone before.
“I’m positive. I don’t want anything separating us, Remington. I need to feel all of you. I can’t explain it.” She has so much emoting from her trembling body right now. Maybe I was wrong, maybe her heart and body are totally in alignment, and I need to catch the hell up.
“Okay,” I say climbing over her and settling between her legs.
“I’m clean, I swear. And I have an IUD,” she rambles, nervous again.
“I trust you, baby. I am clean too, promise.” She nods her head and smiles.
Grinding myself against her I can feel that she is still soaked. She sucks in a sharp breath, still so sensitive from the first orgasm I just gave her. I take her hands and slide them above her head, holding them in place. Lainey widens her legs for me, and I kiss her with a slower, passionate, possessive kiss, wanting and needing her to understand the way I feel connected to her at an atomic level.
She rolls her hips up toward me, begging me without words to fuck her, and I can’t wait any longer to be inside of her. I slide my tip up and down her clit making her shiver before I slip lower and slide inside her hot center, pulled in by her greedy body. I try to go slowly, letting her stretch aroundme. Her breathing picks up and I look at her, eyes pinned shut.
“Look at me, beautiful.” Her eyes snap to my face. “Eyes on me,” I command, taking control, giving a few shallow thrusts of my hips before finally pumping forward and sliding every thick inch into her perfect body.
“Fuck,” Lainey cries out.
“Shit, are you okay?” I instantly worry that I went too hard, too fast. That I should have given her more time to adjust.
