Page 76 of Heartstrings & Horseshoes

“I’m sorry, it’s just a lot and—” she rushes out.

“Never apologize for telling me what you need. At any time, if you say stop, we stop. No questions asked, no apologies necessary, okay doll?” I say firmly.

She relaxes back into the pillows. I press her butterflied legs into the mattress and massage the crease in her hips—never touching her where she needs me, driving her wild.

Impatience gives her a burst of bravery and she circles her tiny hand around my cock, stroking me slowly.

A whimper escapes me. “Baby, you have no idea how long I’ve fantasized about you touching me.” Fuuuuuck. Nothing’s ever felt so good.

“It’s not going to fit,” Delilah whispers, my ego explodes at the compliment.

“We’ll make it fit,” I say, as I shuffle backwards and bury my face in her pussy.

I learn her body as I lick arousal from her skin and slide my tongue between her folds. She tastes like mine.

She moans the loudest when I circle the stiff tip of my tongue around her clit. And she pulls on my hair like it’s reins when I suck the bud into my mouth. Her pussy flutters and her legs box my ears when I spear my tongue inside her hole.

“I love how responsive you are for me,” I say into her cunt.

“Only for you. Only ever you,” she pants, and I double down on my efforts.

I focus my attention on her clit until she’s shaking and incoherently chanting my name. She said she can’t come unless she’s full and has clitoral stimulation.

I’m going to learn her body so well she’ll come from me sucking her tits, but until then, I’m happy to oblige.

I swipe two fingers through her dripping folds, gathering her slickness, and gently thrust into her cunt.

“Oh my god! Connor!” she shouts.

Delilah screaming my name is everything.

My fingers pump in and out, working her higher. I curl my fingers behind her pubic bone and press deeply into her G-spot as I suck her clit between my lips and abuse it with my tongue.

She comes silently, her body tensing, nearly levitating off the bed.

As I release her from my mouth, she sucks in a ragged gasp of air and untangles her fingers from my hair, my scalp stinging from how hard she was pulling.

I’ll go bald with a smile on my face if it means I can live between her legs.

“Such a good girl coming for me,” I praise.

I get to my knees and position myself between her boneless body, moving her around like a ragdoll. Relief hisses from me as I pump my cock. Rutting into the mattress while tongue fucking her was divine torture.

“You want this dick, baby? You want me deep inside this pretty little pussy? Once I’m inside you, there’s no going back. You were already mine, but once I claim you, you’re never getting away from me,” I say, surprised by the feral possession searing my veins.

“I want it. I want you. Please, Connor. I can’t wait anymore. Make love to me.”

The head of my cock breaches her tight hole, my whimper filling the space between us.

I push into her in one smooth thrust. She cries out, hands flying up to tangle in her hair.

“Fuuuuuck. Delilah, you feel so fucking good.”

She’s panting and writhing beneath me, full of my cock. I’m drunk from the overwhelming pleasure. It’s never been like this for me before.

“Oh my god, you’re huge. I’ve never been this full,” she moans.

“That’s fucking right, you were made for me, made to take this dick.” I pull out to the tip and push back in deep.