But I have to hold back. She has to set the pace. And, as her nails drag across the nape of my neck and her mouth comes to my ear, she tells me what I need to hear.
"I need you inside me," she tells me. I swear, the sound of those words coming out of her mouth is enough to get me harder than I’ve ever been in my life – I can still taste the honey-sweetness of her tight pink pussy on my lips, and I want nothing more than to feast on every other part of her that I need right now.
I lean down and scoop her up into my arms, and she giggles and catches hold of me, her arms around my shoulders as she kisses my neck. Her body is so small and curvy, so supple, so gorgeously sexy, it’s hard to think of anything else except how I plan to pleasure her.
I toss her down onto the bed and pounce on top of her – she grabs me and kisses me again, arching her back so that she can press her body against mine. Fuck, yes. I love the way she reacts to me as though I am the most tempting thing on the planet. That’s what I want to be to her. That’s what I want her to see me as.
She grasps my head as my hands move to strip her down to nothing, pulling off her dress and tossing it aside, making sure that she is utterly and totally naked beneath me. Her body is gloriously unclothed, the curve of her waist to her hips and then down to her slender thighs almost more than I can take – I trace my hand down the shape of her, wanting nothing more than to taste each inch of her untouched body for the first time, show her just how much she has been missing.
Her nipples are nut-brown and already swollen to hardness, and I can’t resist leaning down and sinking my teeth into them – she lets out a gasp of shock, but then cradles my head right there, a moan escaping her lips to tell me how much she loves it.
It doesn’t take long till I am as naked as she is, my clothes cast aside so that we can really feel each other’s bodies the way that we need to.
I am not sure that there is anything better in the world than what she is giving to me right now. If she didn’t want to take another step further then I would have been just fine with lying here next to her, exploring her perfect naked body, admiring how she looks in the soft light of the moon outside.
But, instead, as I pull her against my chest, I know that she wants more. She is ready to do this, and who am I to deny her after she has waited so long?
"Please," she murmurs in my ear, her voice laced with a desire that makes me want to be the man she needs. I intend to make sure that she sees just how much I appreciate the gift of her first time.
I roll on top of her, wrapping my arms around her and kissing her deeply – my cock nestled against the crook of her thigh – and I can already feel the slickness on her skin from the orgasm that I gave her in the living room. She is ready for this. She wants this.
She needs this.
I push my knee between her legs to part them, and take my cock in my hand, pressing the head against the entrance to her slick pussy. Her eyes widen, and she catches her breath. I know that I have a pretty thick cock, and I’m not sure if she’s going to be able to take it all this first time. But honestly, as I feel the wetness of her pussy against my dick, I’m not sure that I’m going to be able to hold back.
"You sure?" I ask her, and she reaches up to grasp my shoulders, takes a deep breath, and then nods.
"I’m sure," she promises me. And, with that, I slowly ease myself into her virgin pussy for the very first time.
She doesn’t make a sound, but I can feel the way that her body reacts to my entrance. Her muscles clench for a moment and then she begins to relax as I push further inside of her, letting her get used to the feeling of it, to the sweet sensation of her pussy wrapping me for the first time.
"Are you okay?" I murmur against her ear as I push further, letting my whole length move inside of her. She nods, holding her breath, her fingers digging into my skin, and I hold myself still for a long moment as I let her get used to the sensation.
"It feels... good," she breathes back, and her eyes widen as they meet mine, as though she can hardly believe what she is saying is real.
"You feel amazing, Spring," I tell her, and I pull back and then thrust in again, harder this time. Fuck, she feels so good, her pussy is so wet – wet and warm and tight, holding me in like she was made to take me like this.
"Oh," she gasps as I begin to move into her properly, in and out, filling her over and over again. I have to take my time, the sensation so intense that it takes everything I have not to just bottom out inside of her right then
