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“God.” I moaned and rolled my hips under him. “I need more.”
He leaned back on his heels again and stared down at me. He shucked off his black leather cut and then his tee and I watched, panting with need as his tight abs and strong pecs came into view.
Gah, he was just as sexy as I knew he’d be when I touched him under his shirt on his bike. That happy trail that had teased me that night mocked me again as I craved to know where it led. He popped the button of his jeans open and I bit my lip and spread my thighs invitingly, praying he didn’t back out on me.
His eyes dropped to my pussy as he shoved his jeans and briefs down before standing up to kick them and his boots off.
“Jeeze, it’s so thick.” I cursed as his cock swung heavily between his legs. At my praise, it jumped and jerked like it was happy to be appreciated.
But in reality, I feared it.
It was going to rip me open.
And it was going to hurt. He took a condom out of his pocket and rolled it onto his length with slow precision while I watched, and I felt myself get even wetter from his show.
He slowly climbed back into my bed and laid his weight down between my open thighs as he pushed my hair back off my face. “Last chance to back out.”
“No way.” I answered instantly. “I want you.”
“You shouldn’t.” He lobbed back. “I’m no good for you.”
“I’m not looking for prince charming.” I answered honestly. “I’m looking for a bad boy on a motorcycle to help me feel carefree and happy for once.” He stared down at me with those thoughtful green eyes. “I want to remember what it feels like to be happy.”
He swallowed and looked down at me intently before adjusting himself to lay the thick head of his cock against my entrance. “You sure you want to lose your virginity to a man like me?” He asked, pushing the head of his cock in just the slightest bit, stretching me out. “I’m not gentle or nice.”
“How?” I gasped and arched my back to accommodate his size as embarrassment burned my cheeks. “I didn’t tell you-.”
“Your pussy is too fucking tight to have been used before, D.” He groaned and pulled back to let the head of his cock pop out before slowly pushing it back in. “It strangled my finger, trying to suck it in and keep it forever. I can only imagine how it’s going to feel milking my cock for the first time.”
“Fuck.” I hissed, “Please, please fuck me.” I wrapped my legs around his waist again and pulled him deeper until he met the resistance we both now knew was there and he paused. Sweat lined his upper lip like the act of restraining himself was strenuous.
“Beg me baby.” He growled, “Just like that, use your pretty lips to beg for my cock.”
His dirty talk was so hot, my pussy gushed around the head of his cock, and he growled deep in his chest, pushing forward into it like he couldn’t control himself.
I locked eyes on his and stared deep into his soul and begged him, “Please fuck me, Fox, I need you so bad. I want you to claim me as yours.”
He clenched his jaw and his nostrils flared as he pulled the head of his cock back out. “Hang on tight.” He surged forward, burying his thickness inside of me with one brutal thrust, “Because I’m branding this pussy as mine for life.”
I cried out at the invasion and dug my nails into his shoulders and neck as he savagely fucked me into the bed. He didn’t pause when he was deep inside to give me time to adjust or try to take it easy on me. He fucked me like a man possessed, spreading his knees wide and pounding into me again and again as the pain faded and pleasure quickly took its place. It wasn’t gone completely, but there was an edge to the pain that made me crave more. I wanted to know what it would feel like to orgasm with him inside of me.
“Yes, just like that.” I mewed, biting his shoulder as he grunted in my ear. “Fuck yes!”
“Take my cock, Delilah, take is so deep you feel it in your heart.” He hooked one of my knees over his arm and opened me up further for him. “This is the best pussy I’ve ever had.” He groaned, tossing his head back as he rolled his hips and rubbed my clit with his pubic bone. “So fucking good.”
“I’m-.” I panted in his arms, “You’re making me come.” I gasped as he continued to pinch my clit between our bodies and hump me through my second orgasm. “Yes.”
“My name, D.” He growled into my ear, “Scream my fucking name.”
“Fox!” I screamed, completely uncaring about who heard. “Please, don’t stop.”
“That’s my good girl.” He bit my neck and sucked it deep into his mouth, marking me. “Mine.”
“Yours.” My eyes rolled as he slammed into me again, “I’m yours.”
“Damn fucking right you are.” He hissed and then his hips jerked madly, “Milk me baby, take my fucking come.”
“Jesus,” I groaned and felt his cock twitch deep inside of me as his eyelids fluttered closed and his mouth hung open as he orgasmed into the condom between us. For a split second I ached to know what it felt like to feel the warmth of his come without the barrier.
