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I’m awe-struck at his power and want to keep admiring this glorious tool between his legs. This is my chance to be a woman, live out my fantasy of giving my virginity to a stranger.
This feels so right. Like we were meant to find each other tonight.
A whole new world is opening to me. After I get rid of my virginity, I can enjoy men. Sex. Kinky sex. Everything.
“How long do you have, big boy?” I tease him, my hormones in the driver’s seat.
“Once I’m inside you, fucking you so hard, you won’t want me to leave,” Eoghan mutters with a grin like I make him happy.
Why does that make me happy?
Buddy, I’m just getting started.
CHAPTER SIX
Jillian
“On your back, spread those legs for me.” Eoghan leaves his pants down enough to hug his ass, his cock still hanging thick and long between his thighs.
“Wow…” I catch my breath, scooting back across my top quilt. “You’re really good at this.”
“You have no idea.” He crawls on the bed, still dressed, if his buttoned shirt and open pants count.
Rough fingers drag down my panty and unlike me, who took time to admire his cock, caress it and care for it, Eoghan slams his face between my legs.
His tongue laves my sensitive clit and my quivering center. I can’t believe I’m spread eagle for Eoghan O’Rourke. It’s more heat than I can handle, I’m ready to fall apart in his arms within seconds.
“You taste so fucking good.” His tongue breaches me, sliding in and out with two fingers rubbing my clit. “Come for me, brat. Come in my mouth.”
If it wasn’t so mind-blowing, I’d be annoyed at how he’s rushing me to…
Thoughts die in my throat, when I feel… I feel a finger slide into my ass. My clit throbs in shattering waves and my womb pulses.
Dear God, he likes anal. Will he do that to me tonight?
I’m prepared to be penetrated, just not…there.
But holy shit, him fingering my butt feels amazing.
Eoghan cackles into my wet, pulsing center. “I got you. I know what you like now.”
Now?
He stands up and grips his dick. “See what you do to me?”
Under my watchful gaze, he strips off every stich of clothing. My eyes bulge at the beauty of his body. Sculpted shoulders, thick, round pecs. Everything hairless, except for a trail of fuzz from his six-pack all the way down to my new best friend.
For tonight, anyway.
The sound of a wrapper catches my attention, and I watch him roll on a condom over that massive length. He didn’t ask if I was on the pill. Which I’m not. Why would I be? Or if I’m clean. Which I am, of course.
He lowers on top of me, one arm pulling me close. “Are you ready for me?”
I hesitate and want to tell him he’ll be my first. I push away the illusion this is supposed to be a special moment. With someone I love. No, I want to experience a full sex life. Multiple partners before I deal with being in love.
I’m only thirty and not looking to settle down.
This should have happened years ago. Men in college and law school didn’t want a chubby girl. I was the best friend.
