“Christian…that was…”
“Just the beginning.”
Her eyes light up. What, did she think we were done? Oh, sweet Maize I have so much—so many inches—to give you. “Yes, more…”
Spreading her legs, she wraps them around my back and moves. My damn cock is so hard and ready, so close to sliding in, but I need a fucking condom. I reach over to my nightstand and pull one from the box. I go back on my haunches ready to slide it on, but come to an abrupt stop when she shakes her head.
Holy fuck. Is she having second thoughts? If so, I’ll respect them, but nothing, not even a million hand jobs, is going to take down this raging erection. No, the only thing that will help is getting inside her and fucking her until I can’t breathe…can’t think…can’t feel.
“Maize?”
The corners of her mouth twitch as she stares at my throbbing cock. “Can I…put you in my mouth?” I exhale a relieved breath as she gives an almost bashful shrug. “I’ve just never done that before, and I thought…”
“You thought you could learn from me?”
Worry dances in her eyes. “Is that okay?”
I touch her face. “Yeah, it’s okay,” I say but my stomach tightens for a second at the thought of her taking this knowledge to another man’s bed, which is ridiculous. We’re not a couple. I don’t do relationships—don’t want to—and this is just fucking.
Yeah, just fucking.
She lightly touches my cock, and weighs it in her hand. “You’re big,” she says, her eyes wide, but then an adorable little laugh escapes her throat. “I don’t really have much to compare it too.”
“I won’t hurt you,” I say quietly and her gaze flies to mine.
“I know.”
My heart misses a beat as she blinks at me, giving me all her trust. That’s a fucking treasure, and I won’t forget it.
She leans forward, stealing all my thoughts as she wraps her sweet mouth around my crown, the happy sounds in her throat almost more than I can take.
“You’ve never….done this with Ryan?” She said she’s never given head before. I don’t know why I’m asking. I guess I just need to hear her say it.
My cock falls from her mouth. “No,” she says, and goes back to licking me.
“You just fucked, huh?” She inches back and strokes my cock as her other hand goes to my balls. I curl into her. “That’s good, Maize.”
“I’m not even sure what we did was fucking, Christian. I didn’t know it could be so good.”
“You haven’t felt anything yet, babe,” I boast, because I plan to fuck her so thoroughly she’s not going to be able to walk for a month. Which means I get to keep her here with me longer. A wave of happiness goes through me at that thought.
“Get that condom on me now.”
She works the condom over my girth and once I’m sheathed, I take her shoulders and set her back onto the pillow. A little whimper works its way out of her throat as I fall over her, taking one nipple into my mouth. I really haven’t spent enough time here. Next time. Her legs go around my back as I slide up and capture her lush lips for a deep, hard kiss, born of need—weeks of need.
My crown instinctively finds her hot, wet opening, and I jerk my hips forward to give her an inch.
“Ooh,” she says as I stretch her open. She wiggles beneath me, but I need to take it slow. I don’t want her sore. I don’t want her to feel anything but pleasure. “Christian,” she murmurs, and I revel in the sound as I slide in a little deeper.
“You good?”
“So good,” she purrs, and rakes her fingers through my hair. Her hips move and I bite the inside of my cheek to keep it together. “More, please.”
I slide deeper, and deeper, until I’m buried inside her, every inch squeezed by her hot tight muscles. I don’t move when I hit her cervix, I don’t even breathe. I want to stay like this for an extra second and bask in the intense pleasure prowling through my veins, and try not to come as it tugs my balls.
“You are so goddamn tight, this is going to be hard for me,” I admit.
She chuckles slightly. “Hard being the key word here, Christian.”
Her teasing brings a laugh to my lips and it’s funny, really. I’ve never laughed during sex before.
“It’s okay if you don’t last,” she says, and cups my cheeks. I frown at her, because it’s not okay at all. “I probably won’t come again.”
“What makes you say that?”
“I don’t think I…can.”
“Mind if I try?”
She smiles. “Not at all. Don’t feel bad if I don’t, though, because we can do it again later.”
I smile and kiss her. “Yeah, we can, can’t we?”
Her grin falls, and she orders in a commanding voice, “Now fuck me, Christian.”
My head rears back and I stare at her for a long second, then I laugh. “Okay then. The woman gets what the woman wants.” I take her hands, knowing how she likes when I restrain her, I put them above her head and hold them there. Her chest heaves with approval, her breathing growing a little rough. I pull almost all the way out and with one quick thrust, fill her again. Her mouth and eyes open wide, but no sound comes. Yeah, that’s it. That’s exactly what it’s going to take to make her come again. She’d better hang on for the ride.
I move my hips, my pelvis stroking her clit with each thrust, and she lays there immobile, like she no longer remembers how to move, but that’s okay. I’m happy to take over. I pound into her, hitting her cervix with each thrust and her eyes gloss over with pleasure.
