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As she approaches to sit on the side of the bed, I notice how pink her cheeks have gotten, even though it’s dark in the room. Her robe slips off her shoulder as she sits, and I lean forward to fix it for her. Electricity zaps through me when my fingers brush against her skin. The feeling makes my cock throb. Thank god I’ve got blankets in my lap covering up the fact that the sight of her in this tiny little nightgown has me the hardest I’ve ever been in my life.
When I brush a stray strand of her hair from her face, she leans into the touch with a sigh.
“Why do I feel like this?” she asks softly, almost as if she doesn’t want me to answer. “I shouldn’t like this so much already …”
Did she … did she just say she likes this? This as in being touched by me? I push myself closer, the blankets falling away from my lap and revealing how hard I am for her. Her breath catches when she looks down and sees my erection, eyes wide with curiosity.
“You aren’t the only one feeling something,” I growl before capturing her lips with mine.
She whimpers into my mouth, opening immediately to invite my tongue into her. Her robe slips from her shoulders as her chest heaves, and her nipples are hard as her plush breasts fight to fall out of her nightgown. It’s easy to pull her into my lap and slip between her legs. She gasps when she feels my cock press against her.
“Tell me, sweetheart,” I growl as I pepper kisses down from her lips to her jaw and then her neck. “How long has it been since you were last touched?”
“L-like I told you, I’ve n-never had time for a boyfriend,” she breathes shakily as I nip at her collarbone.
It takes a second for what she said to sink it. My head swims. A virgin. She’s a fucking virgin, and she’s come here, to where I sleep, looking for comfort. She’s about to get all the comfort I can give her.
“Never been touched?” My hands slip down, under her night gown.
“N-no.” When I go to slip my fingers under her panties, I find that she’s not wearing panties at all.
I groan. “No panties?”
She bucks in my lap with a quiet moan as I palm her ass with my hands, her center rubbing against my cock through my boxer-briefs. I’ve never wanted to fuck someone this badly. I want to make her mine.
“What did you expect to happen in here, baby girl? Wanted me to make you feel good?”
“P-please,” she whines in my arms, her hands threading through my hair as she presses her tits to my chest. Even through the thin fabric of her nightgown, I can feel how hard her nipples are. I slip a hand down to run a finger over her folds and throb at what I find.
“Fuck, you’re wet. So fucking wet. Gonna mess up my sheets. Everyone’s gonna know that you crept in here and asked me to do this,” I tell her darkly. It’d be so easy to pull my cock out of my underwear and thrust it inside her, but if I do that, I won’t be able to make this good for her. There’s no way I’d last more than a minute. I’m sure she’s tight and hot and even just the idea of getting inside her makes me want to come in my boxers.
No, I have to make this good for her. She deserves it.
Lucia’s eyes go wide as I shuffle us around. She falls back on the bed with a soft thump and a gasp. I kiss a trail down her body, pushing her nightgown up to reveal her soft skin. Her legs part for me naturally, revealing her glisteningly wet pussy. She looks perfect and juicy, and I can’t wait to taste her. When she realizes what I’m about to do, however, she tries to close her thighs. “Matt, you don’t have to—”
“Don’t hide from me,” I say roughly, kissing her inner thigh. “I want to see you. All of you. Taste every inch of you.”
She stills underneath my hands, looking at me with anticipation.
“I bet you taste so sweet. And I get to be the first to have it …”
She whimpers my name when I slide a finger over her folds, rubbing gentle circles over her clit. I part her soaked flesh with my thumbs and drag my hungry tongue through her wetness. She cries out, back arching off the bed. I’m too lost in how she feels against my mouth to think of anything beyond devouring her.
A growl rocks my chest as I stroke my tongue hungrily over her cunt, drowning myself in the sensation. I’m the first man to have her like this, but there’s a part of me that wants to be the only one to ever have her. Lucia is perfect, and she’s going to be mine and mine alone if I have anything to say about it.
She pants as I eat her out, chanting my name over and over under her breathe as I fuck her with my tongue. Her fingers dig into my hair with a cry when I suck her swollen clit between my lips, taking the sensitive bud into my mouth. She starts to shake as I find a rhythm to my ministrations. She’s so responsive that it’s easy to find what she likes. Without any warning, she suddenly jerks beneath my tongue and my face is coated with fresh wetness. A little cry escapes from her lips as she starts to come against my mouth. I lick her through the orgasm, only stopping once she’s pulling at my hair to make me stop.
I can still taste her on my lips as I pull away. She looks dazed as she stares up at me. Dazed and sated.
And then her eyes flicker down to my cock, still hard and throbbing.
“Matt…” she breathes, reaching for me. I climb on top of her, shucking my boxer-briefs as I settle myself between her thighs.
“I’m not going to fuck you right now,” I groan as I grind the underside of my cock against her wet heat. “I don’t think I’d last three seconds. Bet you’re so tight. So perfect. Want it to be perfect for you.”
She wraps her arms around my neck, pressing her tits flush against me as I fuck myself against her. It only takes seconds for me to find my peak. I bury my face in my neck as I spill over the pale skin of her abdomen. The sight of my seed marking her as mine satisfies something strange and animalistic in me.
She looks absolutely wrecked, lying splayed out on my sheets with me all over her skin. Kiss-bitten lips, rumpled nightgown, flushed with the orgasm I just gave her.
