My thighs slide together with how wet he’s making me. “I understand. I’m supposed to say red or tap on your arm twice if I want you to stop.”
He nods. “Good girl.”
A shudder shakes me, there it is again. I like it when uses those words to refer to me.
He arches an eyebrow. “Do you like it when I say that?”
I nod. “Yes. Very much.”
He smiles. “I’ll keep that noted for later.” He eyes me. “I do want to know one thing. How do you know about choking? I know you’ve seen porn, but you don’t find that in just any run of the mill porn.”
My cheeks are on fire again. I’m certain this time I’m redder than a tomato, and I can’t look him in the eye. I knew this might happen if I asked to be choked. Eventually, I would’ve had to tell him at some point about my long-kept secret.
“Oh, look at that blush. Now you have to tell me where you learned about it. Were you experimenting with choking yourself? That’s dangerous.”
I shake my head. “No. I’ve never done anything like that. I would be too scared to do it alone.” I murmur out quickly that I saw him.
He frowns. “What did you say? You need to speak up and look me in the eye.”
My gaze goes to his. I gulp. “Don’t be mad. I saw you do it once to a woman you brought with you to a party.”
His brows knit together. “Which one? When?”
“The Fourth of July one, right before I went off to college. I saw you with that woman behind the pool house.”
His eyes widen and then a look of realization hits him. “That’s why you hid from me for most of the day.”
I nod. It actually feels kind of good to have that secret out. “Once you two walked off, I went up to my bedroom. I spent most of the day there until it was time to say goodbye. I didn’t know the next time I would see you, so I knew I had to come to say bye. It was so hard to look you in the eye when all I wanted to do was jump you. But knew you didn’t see me like that, and I knew there would be no chance in hell with me being seventeen at the time.”
He nods. “You’re right. I’m risking death by your father being with you now, but if I had touched you then, I’m certain it would’ve been much worse. Nor did I see you like that, yet. I’m glad you didn’t do anything, or I probably would’ve avoided you for the rest of our lives.”
My heart hammers at that prospect. I would’ve been devastated. His hand comes up to cup my cheek and I lean into his touch. I kiss his palm before looking up at him. I sink on my knees, as he does the same. He motions for me to lay down. I do so. “When did you see me differently?”
His smile turns to a grin as he brushes his fingertips over my skin. “The Christmas party last year. I’d gone stag in the hopes of getting laid by one of your cousins that didn’t have the Kotov name. When I saw you at the bar, your back was to me, and I had no idea it was you.”
He takes his sweats off and lays next to me. Trailing his fingers over my breasts and stomach, teasing me. “Your ass was incredible, and that dress you wore made me want to peel it off you.”
I laugh. “I remember the look on your face when you realized it was me. I didn’t think I looked that different that I did when I was seventeen, but maybe you’d never taken the time to notice me when you thought of me as a kid. It took needing to see me like you would any stranger to make you see me for real.”
He shrugs. “It’s possible that’s how it happened.” His fingers travel down my body to between my legs. They rub slow circles into my clit, waking it back up with the same need it had moments ago. I part my thighs more for him and raise my hips to meet his fingers more.
“All I know is you went away to college and came back looking every bit like a woman. From your curves, to your ass, and your breasts.” He leans over and captures my right nipple in his lips as his fingers pick up speed and pressure.
I gasp and moan as my hips gyrate against his hand. I come for a third time and he lets go of my nipple to move over me, his body parting my legs, his massive cock mere inches from my center. I tense a little bit. Both from the excitement that I’m going to finally get to be with him like I’ve always wanted, and also a bit of fear that he won’t fit because I’m a virgin. Part of me regrets never experimenting with bigger dildos.
He is still above me. “Are you sure you want this, Josie? You want me to be your first? Once we begin, there’s no going back.”
I stare up into his brown eyes and see the slight fear in them. He’s scared I will reject him at the last minute. I reach up and stroke his scruffy cheek. The beard makes him look so sexy and I love how it feels when he kisses me. I pull him down into a long kiss as I hook my legs around his waist, putting the head of his cock almost at my entrance.
Breaking the kiss I pull back and raise my hips more. “Cason, I don’t want anyone else. I never have. If this week hadn’t happened as it did, I would still have plans to die a virgin. No one else turns me on like you do. Ask Ensley, she calls me broken because I don’t want to sleep with every attractive man on TV.”
He kisses me softly as he moves his hips finding my entrance. He eases in. I’m slick, but I still gasp and grab his shoulder as I feel the head stretch me in ways I’ve never felt before. It’s strange, but I don’t hate the feeling.
A groan leaves him. “You’re squeezing me like a vice grip, baby, breathe. I promise I’ll go slow and give you time to adjust.”
I let out the breath I didn’t know I was holding and feel him slide in more. There’s no way he’s going to fit. Something gives inside me, it doesn’t hurt, but it does make it easier for him.
I really like the way he makes me feel like I’m being stretched. I let out a small moan as he touches somewhere inside me that feels really good. It’s too far up to be my g-spot.
