To Burn In Brutal Rapture

by Nyla K

  The sound turns into a hard kiss, my tongue taking over her mouth, teeth nipping and lips forcefully sucking. We kiss ourselves into a trance for minutes on end until I have no clue where I am anymore. All I know is that I’m with Traci and she’s giving herself to me, just like we’re meant to.

  “Baby, I can’t wait to be inside you,” I tell her, massaging her breast with my hand while we kiss up a frenzy. “But I need to get you nice and ready for me, okay? Forget all that stuff I said before. We can do that at some point, but not this time. Trust me when I tell you, I won’t hurt you. Not on purpose, anyway. I don’t want this to be… bad.”

  She flicks my lip with her tongue. “It would never be bad with you.”

  “I like your confidence in me,” I grin and she giggles breathlessly. “Lay back and let me take care of you, Little Trick.”

  Moving my lips down her sweet, creamy flesh, I kiss and lick all over her tits, her belly, her pelvis, until I find myself nestled between her thighs. Using my hands to open her up wider, I trace her wet slit with my tongue, which has her instantly trembling.

  “So fucking sweet,” I rasp into her body, holding her ass in both hands while I feast on her like a starving man.

  My tongue slips inside and I swirl it around, sucking on her clit until she cries out something unintelligible, fingers twisting in my hair. I love how she holds me in place by my hair. It’s such a damn turn-on, and I want to tell her to ride my face with her pussy.

  But before I can, she does it, bringing a smirk to my wet lips. Her hips lift off the bed, grinding against my mouth while my tongue flicks and flicks, leisurely lapping at all her delicious juices.

  Taking the opportunity to get her primed a little, I gently push a finger inside her extreme tightness. Either way, my cock is going to destroy her this first time, but at least I can work her up to it. I keep licking her tiny bud as I slip in another finger, and she purrs.

  She likes it. That’s a good sign. Let’s see how she does with three.

  While Traci is busy chasing her orgasm on my mouth, I give her a third finger and she squeaks.

  “That okay?” My gaze rises to hers and she nods fast, sucking her lip while she stares at me between her thighs.

  It’s so fucking hot, my cock is leaking on her bed.

  So I keep my eyes on hers while I fuck her with my fingers, licking circles around her clit, tongue trailing to where I’m stretching her out. God, she tastes so good, I can’t even stop myself from eating up all the juices seeping from her body.

  Her fingers comb through my hair, eyelids drooping, full lips shivering in that way that tells me she’s close. “Lazarus… Yes…”

  While I’d like to make her come once first, I also don’t want her too sensitive for my dick, so I get her right up to the brink before withdrawing all my fingers, giving her a couple small kisses and pulling away.

  She whines out loud in protest. “Why’d you stop?”

  A small laugh slips from my lips as I sit up. “Because I want you to come on my cock.”

  “Oh… Well, yea. I want that, too.” She bites her lip, and I chuckle again.

  “You’re so fucking beautiful,” I shake my head in awe. “Too sweet for someone like me.”

  “That makes no sense,” she grumbles, and I grin.

  Rolling off the bed, I go for my pants to find a condom. When I return, I have to take a moment to just stare at her in severe appreciation and disbelief for the events that have transpired tonight in this bedroom.

  I’m really doing this. Taking her virginity.

  This is such a bad idea.

  But I wouldn’t be able to stop myself right now if I wanted to, not with all the strength in the world. Not when she’s looking up at me like that, body blushed and quivering for me, ready and willing to gift herself to me, and only me.

  I’ve never taken someone’s virginity before. Even when I lost mine, it was to an older girl who had already done it a few times. I’m pretty out of my element here, which doesn’t happen to me often.

  Only with Traci. And… I force my mind to stop where it’s going and crawl back into bed, handing her the condom.

  “You do it.” I watch her face closely, completely taken with how different it is to be with someone new and inexperienced.

  She’s like a fresh canvas, waiting for my first brush stroke.

  Unmarked. Unsullied.

  Mine to defile.

  Traci opens the condom wrapper and pulls it out. “I wish we didn’t have to use this. I want to feel all of you.”

  My jaw clenches, and I blink slowly. “Don’t tempt me. I can only do so many bad things in one day, Tracien.”

  She petulantly accepts my words, rolling the condom onto my length, all the way down, fitting it to me like a second skin. My cock jumps in her palm and she falters.

  “It’s really big, Lazarus,” her voice is quiet, part anticipation, part fear.

  I nod. “It’s going to hurt. Are you sure you want to do this?”

  “Yes. I’m sure,” she says with conviction that has me admiring how strong she is. She knows what she wants, that’s for sure.

  And she gets it.

  I blanket myself over her small frame, holding her face while giving her long, warm kisses to relax her beneath me. Her legs spread wide and I settle between them, her pussy cradling my cock, coating me in her arousal.

  “Mmm… Lazarus, this feels good,” she tells me, fingers grazing my chest.

  “That’s because it’s not inside you yet,” I smirk on her lips.

  “Don’t be a dick.” She reaches below my waist to grab my shaft. “Just give me yours.”

  “Fuck,” I grunt, glancing between our writhing bodies, already so hot we’re burning up the bed. “Alright, Little Trick. You think you’re so tough? Put my cock inside you. Slowly.” I lick her lip and she whimpers.

  Traci sweeps in a deep breath, aiming the head at the entrance of her body. To my surprise, she takes over in rubbing it around a little, moaning softly appreciative sounds before pushing the tip inside.

  I can’t even help the breathy groan that flees my lips. She’s already so goddamn tight and I’m barely in. With my dick in her fist, she fucks herself with the first couple inches, like she’s using a dildo, until I’m desperate for more.

  Gasps fly as she goes, testing the waters until eventually her hand lets go and I gradually sink into her body. This is much slower than I’m used to, taking every single drop of my willpower to keep it easy when all I want to do is slam into her and get her past the pain. But I know that wouldn’t feel good, and I told her I wouldn’t hurt her on purpose.

  She’s panting like she can’t get air into her lungs fast enough as I give her a couple inches, then a couple more, breaking uncontrollable breaths at how fucking amazing it feels already. I stop at halfway to kiss her neck.

  “Good?” I mumble on her flesh.

  She nods, muttering the word yes while clawing my back. I don’t mind. I like it, though it’s making it harder for me to be gentle while she gives me the stings that register in my groin.

  Pushing in a little more, I move easily, allowing her to adjust to my size, then I pull back a bit, giving her a few leisurely strokes with only half my cock.

  “Oh God… fuck me fuck me fuck me…” She chokes out a stream of words. I know she’s in pain, but I can’t tell if she’s feeling at least remotely good about this. “Jesus, it’s so fucking big. You’re tearing me apart.”

  “Baby, I’m only halfway in,” I mumble, dragging my lips across her jaw.

  “What?!” She gasps while struggling to breathe.

  “Mhm…”

  “Okay, well put the rest in, God dammit,” she orders.

  A chuckle slips from my mouth, and I feel bad because I don’t want to laugh at her, but I can’t even help it. She’s fucking adorable.

  “I’m trying to be easy on you.”

  “Fuck it, Lazarus, just do it,” she croaks and moves her face to my sh
oulder, like she’s getting ready to bite me if needed, which I love way too much. “Take my virginity. Steal it.”

  She grabs my ass and pulls me in more, to which I assure, “I am.”

  “Take it,” she whispers, taunting me until I push in more and she squeals. “Fucking take it.”

  “I’m taking it,” I growl, giving her a hard thrust until she cries out loud.

  Oh fuck… Something definitely just broke.

  “Jesus,” she croaks as I pull back and pump in, trying my absolutely hardest to be gentle, but the sounds she’s making are destroying me. “Oh my… fuck…”

  My vision is blurry as I rock my hips, stroking myself all the way inside her while she marks my back with her claws. She’s shaking under me, thighs quivering around my hips as she takes the pain I’m giving her, welcoming it.

  “I’m sorry.” Unsure of what I’m even saying, I drive into her, picking up the pace. Not much, but enough to really work up her cries. “I’m so fucking sorry, baby. Please don’t hate me…”

  “I don’t… hate… you…” Traci’s voice is uneven with my thrusts, her hands sliding all over my back, my neck, into my hair and yanking hard. “God, I think I’m bleeding everywhere.”

  “It’s okay, baby,” I murmur into the crook of her neck, sucking her pulse between my lips. “I’ll clean you up. I promise I’ll take care of you, Trix.”

  “Mmm… it’s feeling better…” She bites my shoulder hard, sending a tremor through my loins.

  My balls are aching, she’s so fucking tight I can’t even breathe. The need to come is already overwhelming, but I push past it, drilling into her steadily, forcing my thick cock between her virgin walls over and over while she screams and bites me so hard I think she’s drawn blood.

  “That’s it, Little Trick. Take me,” I demand, holding her hip hard, bruising her flesh while pumping into her deeper and deeper. “Mmm… take this dick.”

  “Fuck me, Lazarus,” her voice rippling with pleasure and pain, so I don't know which one is winning out. “Fuck… no… yes… no… God, yes!”

  Our bodies are slick with sweat, and my pelvis is drenched. I’m sure it’s a crime scene down there, but I’m honestly afraid to look. I’m worried it will turn me on more.

  Giving her steady thrusts, I attempt to keep it as slight as possible, but she wraps her legs around my waist and clings to me, despite how much it seems like it hurts.

  “Baby, easy,” I kiss her lips softly, but she doesn’t reciprocate. She’s too busy crumbling, so I take on a different tactic. I pause my hips, leaving my cock all the way inside her without moving.

  “Why are you stopping?” She hisses through gritted teeth, eyes sealed closed.

  “Look at me,” I demand, and when she doesn’t I take her chin between my fingers. “Tracien, look at me now.”

  Eyes peeling open, she aims those gorgeous cerulean irises at me, glistening with some tears, which I won’t focus on right now.

  “Kiss me,” my words come out more like a plea than anything and she grasps my jaw, kissing me soft; needy but slow. It gives me the tingles.

  We kiss it out, revering, tongues and breaths mingling, lips sucking and tugging, for minutes and minutes, my hips remaining still. My cock stays buried inside her warm walls, squeezing me like a fist, and it takes everything I have not to move, especially when she purrs out these sexy sounds, like she’s working up the pleasure.

  “Do you feel it, baby? Do you feel how good we fit?”

  “Yes,” Traci rocks herself up to me, gently. “I love how you feel, even though it hurts. It hurts so good.” She stops to moan. “This is all I’ve ever wanted.”

  “Mmm… fuck, Tracien, what are you doing to me?” I finally start moving again, keeping it in tempo with our kisses, worshipping and sensually erotic.

  “Lazarus, please…”

  “Please what, baby?”

  “I need… I don’t know…”

  “You need to come,” I tell her, hoarse and ready to explode myself.

  “Yes, I do,” she bites my lip. “Make me come, please.”

  God, fuck…

  “Anything for you, gorgeous Little Trick.” My lips tease her throat as I slip my hand between us, circling her clit with my thumb while I move, stroking into the tightest thing that’s ever milked my dick before.

  I can feel her winding up, more and more with every soft touch and gentle thrust until she’s shivering, grating her nails down my chest.

  “I’m gonna come in your tight little virgin pussy,” I tell her, and she whimpers out loud.

  “Take the condom off. Please,” she begs and I shake my head, balls seizing up from her salacious words and how goddamn fucking good this feels.

  I want to live inside her tight, wet warmth; fucking where no one else has fucked before. I would love to erupt in her bare, and shoot every bit of myself deep into her body until she’s overflowing with my cum, but I can’t. Not now, anyway.

  So instead I bring my face to her tits and devour her sweet peaked nipples.

  “Stop being fresh and come for your man,” I rumble, and she yanks my hair so hard my head flings back.

  “Lazarus… oh… my… Lazarus!” She squeals, letting go for me.

  I can feel it. Her pussy instantly becomes a hundred times tighter and more slippery while she convulses in my arms. I hold her close, kissing her neck and shoulders and cheeks as she gasps my name on every breath.

  Crying my name like I’m giving her life, her body bowing to me, gracefully, filling me with spectacular warmth.

  She’s so fucking beautiful.

  Mine. My Little Trick.

  All. Fucking. Mine.

  “Yes, baby,” I groan, riding her orgasm out until I’m ready to burst right behind her. “Feel it… Feel all of it. God, you’re so sexy, Trix. I’m gonna fucking come so deep in you, baby.”

  “Please… yes. Come with me, Lazarus.”

  I growl out loud, pounding my cock into her over and over until I snap.

  And it all comes crashing down on me, like a tidal wave. A goddamn tsunami of her.

  “Traci… God, yes…”

  My cock throbs in her, my voice hoarse and unrecognizable as I whisper on her flesh, stroking through the contractions. The pleasure I’m feeling is beyond intense, like my entire body is seizing in bliss while I pour my seed into the condom in endless aching pulses until there’s nothing left.

  I’m empty and yet somehow full.

  Like an awakening. Or a rebirth.

  Something just happened here, and I barely understand it. My brain is a fog of intoxicating need and repletion. I honestly can’t remember the last time I felt like this.

  Maybe, I can… But…

  Ignoring that, I focus on catching my breath, cradling Traci to my chest and running my lips all over her sticky skin. We’re both covered in a sheen of sweat, and now that I’m coming to, I can definitely feel the blood between us.

  I hold myself over her and gaze down at her perfectly flushed face. She stares up at me and we say nothing for what feels like several minutes before she reaches up and pushes my hair away from where it wants to flop over my forehead. I kiss her wrist as she does.

  “Are you okay?” I ask, feeling like I should. I need to make sure she doesn’t regret it.

  But because she’s Traci, she gives me a beaming smile and says, “I’ve never felt so alive.”

  A small smile tugs at my lips as I breathe out in relief. Then I slowly remove myself from where her body holds onto me, sitting back to check out the damage. There is some blood, but it’s not as bad as I thought it would be. Still, she’ll definitely need new sheets.

  “Wow. It looks like you stabbed me,” she cringes at the sight.

  My hands caress up her hips as I give her a nice massage, because I can’t seem to stop touching her all of a sudden, and I want to treasure her. Already I can tell the lustfully possessive need didn’t go away after we had sex. If anything, it intensified.

/>   I’ve never felt this kind of yearning to make someone feel good before. I want to take care of her. Because she’s mine.

  “It’s not that bad,” I mumble, hypnotized as I remove the pinkish condom and tie it off, looking around to see if she has a trash can.

  “It’s over there,” she points next to her nightstand and I squirm away to throw it out. “Have you ever taken someone’s virginity before?”

  I peek at her curious eyes. “No.”

  Now her face lights up. “So I was your first too?” I nod slowly and she squeals. “This is awesome! We got to be each other’s firsts.”

  I chuckle. “Whatever you say, Little Trick. Now, come here. I want to clean you up.”

  She does what I ask, no debate, climbing off the bed and standing up on visibly shaky legs. I bend, scooping her up into my arms and she lets a giggle slip that’s too damn cute.

  “Do you think your roommate’s home?” I ask, carrying her to the bedroom door.

  “Yea, but I’m sure she’s asleep. It’s like five a.m.”

  I grab a robe from the back of her door and drape it over her naked body, then we leave the bedroom and go into the bathroom. I draw her a warm bath which she delightfully sits in while I help her wash off, massaging various parts of her body. It’s something I’ve never done before, but it feels wonderful with her.

  She’s mine to pamper.

  Mine to protect. Mine to cherish.

  Mine mine mine.

  By the time she’s nice and clean, I tell her to go lie down while I wash up myself. And when I come back into her room, she’s out like a light, in just her bathrobe, hanging open, lying on clean sheets and snoring peacefully into her pillow.

  I smile and crawl into bed with her, holding her like I did when she passed out earlier. Only a few hours ago, though now everything is different.

  Funny how life can change in the blink of an eye like that.

  Traci sleeps soundly in my arms while I lie awake, thinking about what I’ve done, and what I’m doing. Wondering if I just opened a door to something beautiful…

  Or made the biggest mistake of my life.

  Chapter Thirty-Three