My heart is racing as Ryan takes me by the hand and leads me up the stairs to his bedroom. My weak knees and shivering body are ripe with desire for him. He pulls at my clothes, stripping me down with forceful determination, then pulls my exposed body close so that he can run his hands and tongue over every inch of me. I place my hand on the waist of his jeans, but he yanks it away and says, “Not until I say so,” so I lower my hand and submit to his will. His grip is firm but his kisses are gentle. I find myself sinking into my own head, reveling in the delicate lapping of his tongue on my hard nipple. Displeased by my lack of mental presence, he bites down on my flesh. My eyes open wide, and I gasp at the sudden sensation.
“Stay with me,” he commands and fills my wet pussy with two of his thick fingers.
I wrap my arms around his neck and trust that he can keep me on my feet as the stroking of his digits brings me to the edge of a cosmic orgasm. I feel wild, like a savage creature on the verge of begging this man to introduce me to a world of pleasure beyond my most vivid fantasies. He frees me from his hold and undresses. Seeing his wide shoulders, hard chest, etched abs, and enormous erection for the first time takes my breath away.
He lifts me off the floor and places me on my back on his bed. My long and painful wait is about to come to an end.
“I’m gonna make you mine, princess. Are you ready?” he whispers, mounting me like a prowling tiger about to pounce on its prey.
“You’re so big. Will it fit?” I shudder.
“Like it was made to be there, kitten,” he assures me and slips between my legs. There’s a slight bit of resistance on entry, but I exhale deeply and once the pressure subsides, I feel my inner walls widen and welcome him home.
“Does it feel good?”
“Yes, it feels so good.”
“Do you want me to make you come?”
“Yes, what?” he teases.
“Yes…make me come,” I manage.
“How do good girls ask?”
“Please, please make me come,” I beg him.
With his right hand, he applies pressure to my belly, shifting my pelvic position, and a thousand fireworks pop off inside my brain.
“Oh, shit,” I cry out as I feel orgasmic waves so strong they make my legs tingle and go numb.
When I finish, he pulls out and flips me over, entering me again from behind. He holds me down and fucks me with wild abandon. His body slaps against my ass as he finishes inside me in deep, hard thrusts that make me question if I’ll be able to walk again.
I lie naked in his arms with my head on his chest and try to memorize the rhythm of his heartbeat. He strokes my hair and shoulders, placing the occasional kiss on my forehead.
“Was it what you expected?” he asks me.
“All that and more, but what about you? Was it good for you? I mean, did you like me?”
He squeezes me and says, “Yes, princess. More than anything. Now we better get you home. I don’t want you to have problems with your mother.”
The idea of leaving him makes me feel hollow inside, but I know he’s right. We’ll need to keep my mother happy for the next three months. Then, we can do whatever we want and I want to do everything with him.
A NIGHT ON THE TOWN
I’m monitoring traffic in the halls when the message indicator on my phone chimes. I pull it out of my pocket and see that the message is from Rose.
“I think we should do something fun tonight. Let’s go out.”
We’ve been seeing each other for two months now, and she’s growing tired of all the sneaking around. I find myself equally frustrated. Nothing would make me happier than to be seen with this beautiful girl on my arm so I reply to her message:
“I’ll come up with something. Be ready by seven.”