Then, he was back, pressing his very naked body against mine.
I bit my lip to keep the moan inside when I felt his erection press against me.
The head of his cock was resting against the hood of my clit, and he slowly started to grind it into me with slow, deliberate movements.
I could feel my orgasm once again take root, and knew that as soon as he got that thing inside of me, I was going to go wild.
“Gotta be quiet,” he said as he adjusted himself.
Then his cock was at my entrance, and he was leaning down to whisper in my ear.
“Are you sure?” he asked.
I lifted my hips in answer.
He growled and slowly started to push forward.
There was no pain.
I wasn’t shy with my orgasms, and I’d bought a dildo online a year ago and used that quite a bit.
But my dildo wasn’t anywhere near as big as Banner’s cock.
Banner’s very hard, very thick cock.
I widened my legs and curled them around his waist, feeling so full that I could almost burst.
When I made a sound of discomfort, he pulled back, liberally coating his cock in my juices again before slowly forging his way back inside.
Over and over he did this until eventually he was all the way inside.
The wiry pubic hairs surrounding his cock pressed against my clit, and I shifted my hips just to feel the soft rasp.
His hands stilled the movement of my hips, and I groaned softly.
“Whyyy?” I whispered softly.
He moved until his mouth was on mine, and he kissed me for all that he was worth.
When he pulled back he said, “Because if you start doing that, I’m going to blow. And I want this first time to be perfect.”
I lifted my hips, and he slipped impossibly farther inside of me.
“That’s what I want. Fast. Because I’m seriously right there. If. You’d. Just. Move,” I growled, digging my fingernails into his biceps.
He laughed against my lips, and the movement caused his hips to jerk slightly, causing his cock to jump inside of me.
I swallowed a moan and buried my face into his neck, breathing hard into the crook.
“Baby,” he whispered as he slowly started to swivel his hips. “Talk to me. How do you feel?”
“I already told you,” I breathed as I licked my lips. “I feel fine.”
He chuckled against my cheek, dragging his scratchy chin down the length of my jaw.
My flesh pebbled where his beard touched.
His hands moved down the length of my thighs, then suddenly he pulled them up and ground his hips down into me, getting deeper than he’d been since we’d started.
I gasped and threw my head back, and he took advantage of me, pulling the flesh just below my ear into his mouth and sucking softly.
I panted lightly, praying for control.
But no control was forthcoming.
He wanted it to go slow.
I needed it to go fast.
And I’d run out of patience.
Fisting my hands in his hair, I yanked his head off of me, causing my skin to leave his mouth with a soft sucking sound.
“Banner, please,” I whispered. “I need you to move. I’m… I’m so close.”
He did move then, pulling out only to push back inside.
“We’re not going fast and hard this time,” he said. “Not with your dad just down the hall. I don’t want to risk it.”
When he explained it that way, it made complete sense.
Sadly, I didn’t want him to make sense.
I wanted him to make me orgasm, because if he didn’t I was surely going to die.
Which I informed him of in the next moment.
“Please. I need…” I lifted my hips, using his hands around my thighs as leverage.
He pushed them up and away, taking away what little control I had, and practically folding me in half like a pretzel.
Then he slowly started to work his cock in and out of me, slowly.
Oh. So. Slowly.
“When you do me like that,” I whispered breathlessly. “I feel like I can feel you so deep.”
“I am deep,” he rumbled. “So deep. And I’m going to come inside of you. God. Come so hard that you’ll be dripping with me.”
I closed my eyes and lost it.
There was no other word for it.
My orgasm slammed into me out of nowhere.
One second I was there, feeling the orgasm on my periphery, and the next I was flying so high I feared I’d never come down.
He growled against my neck, slightly picking up the pace.
But not enough that the bed shook with his movements.
But it was enough to ride me throughout my orgasm, prolonging it with each thrust he took.
When I finally came back to Earth, he was still stroking his cock inside of me, and I became more than determined to make him lose control.
“Banner,” I whispered against his neck.
He moved his face once again to mine.
“Yeah?” he whispered, voice sounding so gravelly and deep that it made me nearly smile.
“I want you to come,” I breathed. “I want to feel you jerk inside of me. Filling me up. But I also want to taste you. I want to feel you come down the back of my throat.”
He breathed out shakily against my lips.
“I want to wrap my mouth around your cock and suck,” I whispered. “Tomorrow, when we’re at school, I want to sneak under the bleachers and drop down to my knees. I want to unzip your pants, pull out your cock and…”
He grunted out his release, his entire body tightening as his orgasm took him over just like mine had minutes before.
Grinning that I’d made him lose his control, I held him tight as he released into my body.
His cock jerked and jumped, and the feeling was foreign.
But I liked it.
I liked that he was coming inside of me, and even more, I liked that we had nothing between us.
I licked my lips, then turned my head so that I could press them to his throat.
His pulse pounded underneath my lips, and I sucked the skin into my mouth and did the same thing that he’d
