I reached under her and gripped the edge of her underwear, slowly pulling the fabric aside. She instinctively tried to press her legs together, hiding herself.
“Open your legs, baby…” I growled into her ear. “Let me see you.”
She bit her lip, staring forward. “I…”
I pressed a calming kiss to her cheek. Slowly, she parted her legs again. I sucked in a sharp breath. She was shaved, pink, and glistening—an absolute masterpiece on full display.
“There’s a good girl…” I whispered.
She held her legs back, watching with wide eyes as my thumb found her bare clit.
“Look how fucking wet you are,” I muttered. She jolted as I finally pushed a single finger inside her. “Fucking tight too…” I pushed in again, curling my knuckle upward. She whimpered, the sound higher, more desperate, punching straight through my restraint. I did it again, hitting the spot that made her toes curl.
I was letting her feel every inch of it, letting her get used to the stretch. Her hips started to move—tiny, instinctive rolls that told me her body was already learning mine.
Only when she relaxed, when her breath turned soft and needy—did I test her.
I slid my finger out slowly… then pressed back in with the faintest tease of a second one.
She sat up slightly, mouth ready to speak, but I shushed her softly. “Not yet, doll. I’m just stretching you. Letting your body learn the feeling.”
Her voice shook. “It… feels like a lot.”
“Yeah, baby.” My voice thickened. “That’s because it is.”
I fucked her with that one finger until she couldn’t take it anymore. Until her hips chased the friction and her breath came out in desperate, broken sounds.
Only then—only when she whispered, “Please”—did I give her more.
I slid my first finger out halfway… pressed back in… and let the tip of a second finger join it, just barely.
She moaned, trembling violently.
“Easy, baby,” I murmured, kissing the side of her mouth. “I’ve got you.”
And slowly, I eased the second finger in beside the first, letting her feel every second of the new fullness. If I was going to teach her,I was going to do it right.
I groaned low in my throat, my chest vibrating against hers. The feeling of her slick velvet cunt gripping me like it wanted to choke my fingers was the most tempting feeling in the world. I was losing it, I was going to fucking lose it.
“You’re killing me, doll,” I growled against her neck. “This sweet little pussy… fuck—so damn tight I can barely move.”
My hands curled as I tried with all my willpower to block out her sounds.
That was when my fingers moved harder, deeper, playing with her little pussy like it was my own little toy. Her legs started going slack, but I caught one thigh and hiked it back up, lifting her open without effort. The other leg trembled in the air.
“You keep that fucking leg up,” I snarled in her ear, my breath hot and ragged against her neck.
She nodded immediately, frantic, obedient—her voice barely a whisper.
“O-okay…”
She whined softly, body shuddering as she was getting close.
“Fuck, you’re making such a mess, doll.”
Her breathing came in frantic hitches. “Wait… wait,” she gasped.
I shushed her, refusing to slow down. “It’s okay, doll. You’re going to cum, baby. Just let it happen…”
