I've never known such heat, and the only thing I know is that it's wasted outside of me.
"Tony please. I want you inside me, so much."
There's no more stalling after that. Tony lays me back against the couch and I spread my legs for him as he grinds in against me. My clit is still swollen and thrumming from everything he did to me back at the gallery and I'm slick and ready for him.
All the same, the press of his cock against my entrance takes my breath away. But Tony's right there kissing me, and his magic, magic fingers slide down between us and I grind against the pressure he's giving me. I never thought I'd be so desperate for pleasure like this, but when he touches me it's like nothing I've ever felt. Every venture into pleasuring myself is a weak, pale comparison and I know that my body was made for him and him alone.
He slips one arm under my knee, pulling my leg up as high as I can stretch, pinning me against the couch and I groan, realizing he's opening me to take him. All I can do is slide my arms around his neck and shoulders and arch against him as he drives his hot, steely cock deep inside me.
He goes so slowly I nearly die five times over, but he doesn't let up until I'm panting, practically begging for him to let himself go.
"Tony, do it. Please… please. I can't take it anymore."
Then all of a sudden, he's filling me up, stretching me impossibly wide and everything goes hot and red and deeply intense when he plunges deep inside me and his cock hits something in me that makes me jackknife and swear and my vision cloud over.
"Fuck, Libby, you're so tight."
His voice is awed, like he can hardly believe it. I sure can't believe how good he feels. No one ever told me it would be like this.
I have to kiss him again, but then Tony's thrusting into me, making me gasp every time he strikes in as deep as he can. There has to be a whole handful of his huge cock that won't even make it inside, but Tony doesn't seem to notice.
I shudder, at the point of nearly speaking tongues when he draws nearly all the way out of me so slowly I can feel every millimeter slide impossibly slowly out of my desperate, aching pussy, and then he thrusts back in, filling me up hard and fast enough to take my breath away before I can even really feel the loss.
I'm a mess, and it's all because of him. One giant web of sensitized nerve endings and he's the only one who can fuse me back together.
When he picks up the pace I'm more than ready, and it isn't long before he's pounding me into the couch. I'm moaning with every thrust, clawing at his shoulders even though there's no strength left in my hands. The only thing I can do is lie there and take it, let myself become overwhelmed by pleasure, unable to do more than shift my hips in time with each deep thrust he takes to work himself inside me deeper.
That is definitely Tony's plan.
Right when I think I can't take any more, he arches above me, letting out a shout and my body clenches around him tight. I cry out with the pleasure of my orgasm hitting me like a mac truck, just as his cock throbs harder and he shoots his seed deep inside me, painting every inch of my walls with his seed.
I can barely catch my breath and nothing else exists apart from him and me and the couch we're lying on.
"Oh Tony. Ohmygod Tony." I can't stop saying his name, over and over again like some kind of prayer that's just been answered, until he stops my mouth with his, kissing me more deeply than I've ever been kissed before.
He's still inside me, and I never want him to leave. I could stay like this forever, with my thighs spread wide around him and too weak to move. He hums against my lips, pulling back slowly, but only enough so that I can see the grin spreading across his face.
"Libby… You're perfect. You’re mine."
CHAPTER SIX
Libby
When I wake up it takes me a minute to remember that I'm at Tony's apartment, but it doesn't take long for the aches of my naked body to remind me exactly what the pair of us got up to the night before. I stretch beneath the silky sheets, and his arm comes around me, pinning me to his perfect body and I hum out a little sigh of contentment.
This is exactly how I have dreamed of waking up, right next to the man of my dreams. And last night he made me his. I can hardly believe I'm not a virgin anymore, but there's no denying it. I feel like everything has changed and in a way, it has.
Yesterday, I wasn't just a virgin, I was a young woman without a clear direction. Today, it's like everything has fallen into place. I can see my future stretching out ahead of me so clearly. Tony by my side, and me the mother to his children. My pictures are on the wall at the local gallery. Both of us are happier than we've ever been.
Tony rolls onto his side, propping his head onto his elbow as he trails his hand down my side slow enough to make me need to bite my lip and shiver.
"Morning, gorgeous."
He leans in to kiss me and it's the best feeling in the world when he pulls my body on top of his as though I don't weigh a thing. His cock is already hard between my thighs and his eyes glint when he
