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“Ahh,” she says as she gets my belt open. She’s got my pants down, and I kick them along with my shoes off. My boxer briefs are the only thing that stands in my way now. I pull those down and kick them away as well. We stand and stare at each other in, I don’t know, appreciation for a few minutes before we are back together. Her eyes land on my cock, and that mother fucker jumps like he can’t wait to get after her. That primal thing in my brain roars back to life. MINE! We are nothing but lips, tongues, and teeth as we run our hands over each other’s bodies. We fall onto the bed, and I move over her. Starting with her lips, I kiss my way down her body until I reach her pussy. As soon as my tongue hits her slit, she tastes sweet, just like I knew she would. I have thought of nothing but this since the moment I met her. I slide a finger into her shallowly. She arches off of the bed but settles back down. She’s so fucking tight; she’s choking my finger. I’m about to fucking come now just thinking about all this tight wet heat wrapped around my cock.
“Tyson, please,” she begs. I use her juices to stroke my cock while I look down at her. “You’re so big. I…”
“Shh, baby. I don’t care how many men you’ve fucked before me but there will be none after me. Once I take you, you’re mine forever. I’ve waited a long time for this, for you.” I cup her pussy. “Your pussy will be the only one my cock ever knows. You are it for me.”
“Tyson, please.” She spreads her thighs wider for me. I line my cock up with her tiny pussy opening and push into her slowly. She tenses up underneath me and reaches for me, placing her hand on my cheek. “There are no other men, Tyson. I’m yours. Always. Forever. However long you want me. Take it.” I don’t move, so she flexes her hips forward and impales herself on my cock. I feel her cherry break, and everything inside of me breaks right along with it. “Move. Please. Help me.” How can I refuse a plea like that?
I surge forward, pushing in and out of her until her pussy clenches around my cock. She screams my name.
Fuck, this is so, so good.
ChapterFour
Stacee
Oh, God! This is so good. So right. I can’t breathe. He’s still pounding into me. He’s not slowing down, and I love it. I wrap my legs around his waist and try to get even closer to him, even though this is the closest you can be to someone.
“Tyson!” I scream his name again.
“Fuck, Stacee. I’m going to come. I’m going to fill you with my seed. Tell me to pull out if you don’t want it.”
“Don’t you fucking dare pull out,” I groan, pulling him down so that I can kiss him. He smirks at me and thrusts his hips a few more times before he throws his head and roars my name. I feel him fill me with his seed, just like he said he would do. He collapses down on me, his head resting on my chest. My hands move up to stroke his hair. We are a sweaty mess, but I’ve never, ever felt better than I feel right now.
“Are you okay?” he asks once we can breathe again.
“I’m perfect. That was perfect,” I whisper.
“It was, Stacee.”
He kisses each of my boobs before moving up my neck to take my lips again. When he pulls out of me, I immediately don’t like that. He moves to lie next to me. Before I can protest, he pulls me closer to him. I snuggle into him, breathing in his scent, memorizing it. We lie there for a few minutes before he gets out of bed.
“Come with me,” he says, holding out his hand to me. I take it and follow him into the plane's ridiculously spacious bathroom. He reaches into the shower and turns it on. He grabs the robe from the back of the door and pulls it on. “Go ahead and get in. I’ll bring your bags in here. Which one has your toiletries?”
“The smaller one. It’s right on top.” I reach for his hand and pull him closer to me for another kiss. “Thank you,” I murmur against his lips.
“You’re welcome, gorgeous.” I wait until he leaves and take care of business faster than I ever have and then get into the shower. The hot water feels amazing. I’m sorer than I thought possible. I need to hit the gym more, for sure. I stand there, letting the water wash over me. I see Tyson come back into the bathroom through the shower's glass door and deposit our toiletries on the counter. Then he joins me. Coming in behind me, he wraps his arms around me and kisses my neck. The shower is stocked with fancy soaps and shampoos, so he pumps some into his hands and lathers it into my hair. His fingers are firm and feel amazing on my scalp. I moan, letting him take care of me. Then he lathers a washcloth and runs it all over my body, paying close attention to my boobs. He must really like those. Taking the cloth from him, I wash quickly, getting the blood off of my thighs. The sight of it there reminds me that I am really his now.
After washing his hair, I grab a fresh washcloth, pump some soap on it and wash his body. It’s the first time I’ve touched his cock, so I pay special attention to it. I feel him getting harder and harder in my hands. Eventually, I drop the pretense of the washcloth and stroke my hand up and down on him. He groans, and that sound thrills me. I feel powerful.
Feeling bold, I drop down on my knees in front of him. My eyes meet his; his green eyes are dark and full of passion. He doesn’t say anything as I snake my tongue out and lick the tip of his cock, tasting the bit of salty goodness there. Wanting more of that, I wrap my lips around the head and suck lightly before taking more and more of him down my throat. His hands tangle in my head as he guides me. Gently, but I don’t want gentle. I take as much as possible to the back of my throat and gag a little on him. The sound makes him moan, and I do it again. I never thought I’d get so turned on by sucking him off, but my core clenches and pulls down, so I use my free hand to drag my fingers through my folds before settling on my clit.
“That’s a good girl. Play with your clit while you suck my cock. You’re so fucking good at this,” he growls his praise as his hands tighten in my hair. He’s not being so gentle anymore, and I love it. Love it. The water has long since gone cold, but that doesn’t matter. I cup his balls and moan around him. He lifts me up under my arms and kisses me before turning me away from him. “Bend over baby,” he commands, and I obey him immediately. “I know you’re sore, but fuck, I need your cunt.”
“I’m not sore, Tyson,” I lie. I am sore. Of course, I’m sore, but I want him more than I care about pain. “Take me. Take it. It’s yours. Do whatever you want to me. To my pussy.”
“Fuck, don’t say things like that to me, baby girl. I’m going to wreck you.”
“You already have,” I moan as he spreads my legs a little wider. I grab the handicap rail in front of me and hold on for dear life as he drags his cock through my folds before slamming into me. I expected pain but feel nothing but bliss.
Sheer bliss.
With his hands on my hips, he drives into me over and over, somehow reaching deeper into me than before. I come, screaming his name and moaning wildly. I feel him come inside me again, but I can’t bring myself to talk about birth control, though I probably should.
He pulls out of me and whirls me around to face him. His lips are on mine before I can say another word.
I don’t know how it happened, but he’s got the water off, and we are standing on the bath mat. He’s got a towel slung around his waist, and he’s drying me off. Carefully. Like I am precious to him. I use another towel to dry my hair. He digs around in my bag before leading me back to the bed. He sits down and then gestures for me to sit between his legs, my back to his front.
“Scoot forward a little bit, baby girl. Are you tender-headed?” he asks, his voice gravelly. It goes straight to my pussy.Down girl.
