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A slow smile crosses my face as I grab her hips and slide her off my lap, laying her down across the back seat of my Navigator. She looks at me with a look of uncertainty on her face. I slide down and kneel on the floorboard. It’s not the most comfortable position for a guy my size to be in, but considering the prize waiting for me, I’ll muddle through.
She watches me with wide eyes while I slide my hands up her silky-smooth thighs and gasps softly when I slide her panties down, letting the tips of my fingers trail along her skin. I take them off and slip them into my pocket and part her legs as I lean forward. Forcing myself to go slower, I slide the tip of my tongue along her wet, sweet lips.
Devon twitches.
“Oh god,” she whispers.
I slide my hand up through the thin thatch of hair above her sweet slit and up to her tits, cupping and squeezing them. At the same time, I part her velvety soft lips with my tongue, plunging it into her as deep as I can. Heaven. Fucking heaven.
Devon squirms and moans as I lap at her pussy, breathing in her musk and savoring the taste of her nectar—sweeter than candy.
“Dawson…” she moans. “I need to tell you something.”
It takes herculean effort, but I stop. Of course, I stop. If she wants to talk about current world events while my nerve endings are firing in all directions, then I’ll fucking listen.
“What is it, baby?”
“I’m a virgin. I haven’t…I’ve never…”
I already know it, but hearing the words out loud still fires my blood to boiling point. She’s really mine. All mine. “Do you want me to stop?”
“God, no. No!”
That’s all the encouragement I need.
Taking her clit into my mouth, I suck on it and drive a finger into her wet little hole. She’s far too tight to get a second finger in so I move the one digit along her slick walls as I swirl my tongue around her button. Devon is squirming on the seat, her trembling cries ringing in my ears, the sound of it sweeter than a church choir.
“Oh god, Dawson,” she gasps. “Oh my god.”
Her body stiffens again, and her breath quickens. Knowing she’s close, I suck on her clit harder while I pound my fingers into her tight little twat. It’s so wet my finger is sliding into her sex with ease, and I’m finally able to squeeze a second digit in.
Devon clenches up and winces, but she writhes against my hand, taking my fingers deeper into her honey pot. Her eyes are squeezed shut and her mouth is hanging open, her entire face frozen in a rictus of pleasure as she reaches down and takes a handful of my hair, yanking it hard as she pulls me closer to her.
The pain of her pulling my hair so hard makes me grimace but sends a rush of endorphins through me. It hurts but not in a bad way. That slight pinch of pain only fuels my lust, and I lap at her clit wildly, nibbling and sucking on it as I drive my fingers into her dripping wet slit with a furious abandon that has Devon thrashing around, her grip on my hair only getting tighter.
“Oh, fuck. Dawson!”
Devon’s body grows as rigid as my dick, and she holds completely still for a moment. But then a cry so loud I thought they might be able to hear her in the dorms bursts from her mouth, and she starts to shake wildly. She grips my hair, yanking hard on it, as she comes. The pain continues to make my fiery need burn brighter, and I suck juices that are—as the song goes—sweeter than Tennessee whiskey.
The trembling in her body seems to go on forever, and it takes a while for her breathing to return to normal. Only then does she relinquish her grip on my hair. Licking the sweet taste of her off my lips, I climb into the seat beside Devon as she sits up with a shell-shocked look on her face. Her hair is tousled and she's still slightly shaking as the haze of her orgasm clings to her.
I look at her and my cock twitches, and I have to shift in my seat. I want nothing more than to throw Davon back down, spread her legs, and fuck her with the sort of abandon that would take her breath away. But I can see by the look on her face that although she might want that, she’s not ready for it. I can see the hesitation in her eyes. So, as much as I want to be balls deep in my sweet little girl right now, I’m going to have to wait until she is ready. The last thing I want is to take something she’s not ready or willing to give.
“I really want to,” she says softly, as if reading my thoughts.
“Wanting to and being ready to are two very different things.”
My cock is throbbing, begging for release, and I have to shift in my seat again. Devon leans forward and grabs me through my slacks, squeezing it hard. I put my hand over hers. She looks up at me and I can see just how desperately she wants to please me. That’s good. I like that her natural inclination is to please me. But the time has to be right, and this isn’t the right time.
“Wait,” I say. “We’ll wait until you’re ready.”
She pushes my hand away and quickly unzips my slacks and pulls my rock-hard cock out. The feeling of her tiny, soft hand gripping my shaft sends bolts of electricity shooting through me, and I lean my head back on the seat and moan. Devon kisses my neck and bites at my collarbone as she starts to jack me off.
“Jesus,” I groan.
She tightens her grip and quickens her pace, sliding her hand up and down. Her hand on me feels like heaven, and I don’t want it to end. But I’m already so turned on that I know I’m not going to last very long. Devon kisses me again hard, squeezing my cock with what feels like all her strength.
Her eye contact, direct and unwavering, only adds to the intensity and intimacy of the moment. My heart is pounding wildly, and I’m throbbing beneath her nimble fingers, feeling myself growing lightheaded. Her eyes still on mine, Devon bites her bottom lip, and my entire body twitches.
