Her First Time (Insta-Love on the Run Book 3)

by Bella Love-Wins

  Well, at least he knows that I want to return the favor.

  His grip moves from my hips to my ass. Owen spreads my ass cheeks, rubbing a slick finger over my asshole. My eyes roll back in my head, my jaw falls open and my neck snaps up, arching my back again. I claw my manicured nails through his hair, desperate for contact as my hips move on their own. He’s amazing at this! I’m buzzing at the way he touches me in forbidden places that create such powerful reactions that I could get lost to common sense.

  Gasping for much-needed oxygen, I accept that I’m on the verge, tipping over the edge. My toes curl in expectation. I swivel my hips, and grind against his face. Owen commands my body to come without words. I fly to my peak with that awareness. I arch and undulate as his fingers and tongue work in total concert against my skin to keep me there, while my entire body is a mass of quivering jelly. The waves of my orgasm wash across my skin like the unceasing ebb and flow of the ocean. Owen is intent on making this a memorable experience. I’m still shaking when he spreads me wide, and his tongue laps up my juices. At this point, I want to beg him to take me with his cock. He’s already made tonight special.

  Owen’s hands slide up my sides and come to rest on my breasts. That’s where I want his mouth next, but first, I want him to kiss me. I brush my hands along his shoulders, inviting him up my body. He pauses and lifts his head to look at me. The sight of his glistening chin turns me on more than I could have predicted. Is that how I’ll look when I go down on him? I’m curious to know, but from the way he keeps telling me tonight is about me, I may have to wait to find out.

  Chapter 6

  Owen

  I don’t think I’ve enjoyed face-fucking anyone as much as this. Dakota is so fucking sweet, and knowing I’m pleasing her virgin pussy has my dick harder than ever. Virgin pussy that I may have had a hand in preserving all those years ago. I should feel guilty about blowing her off, but I don’t. The truth is I couldn’t appreciate her back then, not with the constant stream of girls I fucked just for kicks. I’m a different person now. Well, sort of. At least now, I can picture dating one woman at a time.

  My balls rub against the seam of my boxers, making things worse. I shift on my knees, trying to ease the urge to bury my cock balls deep inside of her. Wild and raw. The erection straining to be let out doesn’t care about the danger. Her wild movements have me fighting for breath, not only because I am tongue-deep in her cunt, but also because my heartbeat is pounding so hard inside my chest, I can barely force air into my lungs against the pressure.

  She was still for just a few minutes, and I know she’s ready for more when her hips begin writhing again. Taking her signal, I lick halfway up her pussy a handful of times. Her body bounces. She purrs with each touch of my tongue. From the corner of my eye, I see her hands caressing her breasts through her shirt. I stop, and although it kills me to do so, I lift my head, catching her eyes as she flicks them open in response.

  With my chin wet with her juices, I climb from the bed and leave her, heading for the bathroom with my erect cock pressing on my zipper. It wants Dakota and I can no longer deny it. Returning to the bed, I gather her in my arms, resting my chin atop her head. Her rich reddish-brown hair is loose, flowing in soft natural waves across her shoulders and down her back. I lift some strands and twirl them around my finger.

  “I want to be the first man that fucks you,” I whisper.

  She tilts her head and gazes up at me. I wouldn’t blame her if she says no. She’s known me for years, is aware that I’m not boyfriend material, and I already have a strike against me for standing her up. The green and gray flecks in her hazel eyes seem to shimmer as she holds my gaze. I look back into them without fear, waiting for her to give the verdict. Dakota laughs, and the sound crushes me in ways I don’t even expect.

  “I’m serious,” I tell her.

  Sobering quickly, she re-enters my embrace. “I wasn’t laughing at you, Owen. I was laughing because of you. Trust me. This is corny, but I have dreamed of hearing you talk dirty to me for ages. I can’t picture my first time with anyone else.”

  Tightening my hold on her, I pull her in even closer. We’ve waited long enough. I want to worship this woman and mark her as mine so she can never forget her first time.

  I tilt her head up and kiss her, pressing my palm on her lower back so she can feel the thick erection that’s about to invade her body. Dakota nibbles on my bottom lip, pulling it gently between her teeth. Groaning, I bury a hand into her hair, driving my tongue deeper into her mouth the way my cock will soon possess her cunt. I help her out of her shirt, motion for her to remove her bra, hardly waiting a second to roll her onto her back.

  She whimpers as my mouth moves down the side of her neck, tasting her skin while my hands run up and down her sides. I wander past her collarbone, lingering at the tops of her breasts until her back arches up to offer me her nipples. Her hips lift for more contact with my cock. I haven’t forgotten how badly I want her, but I can’t resist the urge to taste every square inch of her. My tongue teases each nipple one by one, blowing hot breaths on each peak until she calls out my name and begs me to fuck her. I smile against her flesh while one hand rolls her nipple between my thumb and index finger.

  Dakota wraps her legs around my hips clenching me like a vice, grinding on my dick. I can’t help but enjoy her responsiveness, and the way she takes what she needs without shame. Moving my mouth to her other nipple, I suck it between my teeth as I reach a hand to the night table for a condom. Dakota grips my biceps in response, stiffening her body beneath me.

  I spread her legs. Moving from her breasts, I rip open a wrapper and roll one on. She lets out a cute little sound in the back of her throat, causing me to smile as I lower to her again. I take her into my arms, almost crushing her little body under me as I cover her mouth for a kiss that makes my dick harder than ever. Exploring her shapely curves, my hands move down her body. I raise my hips and run a hand to the top of her inner thighs. Taking my thick, swollen cock in my hand, I press it against her slick, tight heat. I let it rest at her folds, and allow the movement of her hips to welcome me inside.

  She writhes and moans. Her fingernails dig into my back, nudging me along inch by cock-clenching inch until I’m as deep inside of her as her sweet, virgin cunt will allow. I pull out and wait for her to guide me in again. I give a slight jerk of my hips. Dakota whimpers out that she wants more of me. I pull out again, and sink inside, thrusting my hips once more. This time, I’m sure I’ve breached the wall when her body stiffens and her legs seize.

  “Are you all right?” I ask, freezing in one spot. I can’t stop myself from kissing her forehead, hoping to make it all better and take her pain away. “I can stop, or slow down. I can be gentler. Whatever you need.”

  She shakes her head. “No,” she breathes out. “Keep going. I’m fine. You feel…amazing.”

  Her raspy voice and the sway of her hips compel me forward. Out, then in. A little at a time. Every thrust has her whimpering, clinging to me as I drive deeper, stretching her inner walls. I drill into her, and Dakota lifts her legs around my waist, crying out against the crook of my neck. My hands slide under her ass cheeks, and with a firm squeeze, she shakes and stiffens, pulsating around my shaft as she hits her climax. I’m out of my mind with the need to kick it up a notch, but she’s coming hard, trembling from head to toe. I need to wait for her to catch her breath.

  She stretches out her legs, so I relax a bit, trying to ignore that my balls are probably blue right now. The pressure in my groin is at an all-time high. Still, I hang on to my will and let her recover. Except, Dakota’s breathing changes. Her grip on my back slackens. As I question whether or not she’s asleep, I pull out of her slowly and pull the condom off. I shouldn’t be pleased that I’ve fucked her into a coma, but as I drift off beside her, I am.

  Chapter 7

  Dakota

  The light of dawn filters into one side of the hotel window, waking me up to Owen’s body heat again
st my chest. I force my eyes open. His eyes are closed, his chest rises and falls peacefully. I should let him sleep. I just can’t help myself from rubbing my body teasingly on his.

  There’s no space between our bodies, but I find a way to wedge my hand down and find his cock. Christ, it’s huge. Just touching the firm veined shaft and velvety tip causes heat to build in my core. I’m wet and throbbing, hoping he wants me one more time, even though I believe I fell asleep with him inside of me. Smiling, I run my fingers down the length, and it expands and pulsates under my touch. Dripping with a need I never felt before last night, I bend a knee and lift one leg, tilting my hips to position his massive manhood between my legs. I want him inside of me again.

  Owen groans out a growl. His eyes aren’t even open, yet he reaches over to the strip of condoms and passes it to me. I’m not sure how I’ll fit what he has between his legs into this condom, but I’m willing to try. Sitting up, I carefully rip open one side of the wrapper. It’s so easy for me to overthink how I’ll do this, but then I have a realization. This isn’t supposed to be difficult. People probably rush to get this protection part out of the way so they can get to the good part. The thought gives me resolve. Biting down on one side of my bottom lip, I place the condom at the tip of Owen’s cock, and I roll it down his shaft.

  I glance up at his face. He has an entertaining grin rising up his cheek.

  “What?” I ask.

  “You’re sweet.”

  I want to tell him that I’m new, but learn fast, but I can’t bring myself to say much, not while he rocks his hips toward my hand, thrusting his thick length between my fingers. I take the hint, moving up and down his rigid shaft, wishing then that I would have thought to give him a handjob before putting on the condom. Either way, touching him like this and seeing how his body responds to my touch makes me more aroused as I fondle every corded muscle.

  I’m starting to get into it when Owen reaches over to me, grips my waist, and lifts me on top of him. He looks up into my face, not saying a word for some time.

  “You’re beautiful,” he says, eyes dark and intense.

  His gaze runs down my body, pausing at my breasts. Feeling brave, I take his hands and raise them to chest height, pressing each to cover my breasts. The heat of his hands massaging my flesh while his cock is pulsating so close to my center gets my hips moving. The look in his eyes goes from sweet and admiring to dark and sinful as he grips my waist. Owen lifts me high off his hips and positions himself between my legs.

  “Ride me, Dakota,” he whispers. “Take as much time as you need.”

  With a nod, I press my palms on his stomach. I take a few seconds to rub against his cockhead, and soon it’s not enough. Inch by inch, I sink down along his length, supported by his hands tight around my waist. I’m barely halfway down when my eyes roll back in my head and I rotate my hips, taking him all the way inside. Owen lifts me up again, pulling me down a bit more firmly and a lot more quickly.

  Gripping his shoulders, I move up and down his length. He releases my waist, and runs a finger over my hot, swollen clit, sending me careening off into wicked bliss. With my back arching on its own, and my climax teetering on the side of a cliff, I whimper out a cry as my core pulses. My legs shake, and sparks go off behind my eyelids as I come hard.

  Before I can catch my breath, Owen pulls me to his chest and rolls us over, still connected. His lips capture mine for a hungry kiss. I can hardly believe that his mouth on mine has my core fluttering, extending my orgasm as he continues to pump inside of me. I wrap my legs around his waist, and the angle of his attack changes. I’m so wet, soaking the sheets more with every movement of my hips. Any soreness I felt before has melded in with pleasure and a need for more. Owen thrusts inside my wet, throbbing heat, giving me everything I’ve been craving. He pulls from our kiss and his lips graze across my cheeks to my earlobes.

  “You’re so fucking tight,” he groans, filling me, moving in and out of me. His mouth and teeth making contact with my neck, suctioning my skin, making a mark that’s sure to be there for a day or two, but I don’t care. It feels too good to stop.

  He tilts my hips again, changing his angle of attack until I start to see stars. I don’t know how he’s able to ramp up my pleasure this way, but I love the idea of him knowing how to orient my body. Every thrust he delivers hits a spot that drives me outside of my body. My whimpers turn to screams that force me to cover my mouth to avoid waking up my sister and friends in the rooms nearby. I call out his name, which seems to drive him insane. Owen picks up the pace to a punishing speed, pistoning in and out of me wildly until a wave of ecstasy pulls me under, and he joins me as he comes hard.

  We’re panting hard to catch our breathes. Owen lowers on top of me and cradles my body. I stretch my legs out, drenched in sweat and completely at ease in this intimate embrace. As much as I’m enjoying him, the sobering thought that this is just a one-time thing begins to fill my head. Still, neither of us is making a move, so I let the moment be.

  Out of nowhere, Owen moves my hair to one side and whispers into my ear, “I don’t care how dumb this sounds, but I’m not letting you get away.”

  “This morning, you mean?” I ask for some clarification between foreign giggling laughter that comes from my mouth.

  “Ever,” he answers with finality. “Do you want to be my plus-one at your sister’s wedding? You’ve already gotten a sample of my skills on the dance floor.”

  I laugh. “I’m the maid of honor. I have to be there.”

  “Good, so I’ll take that as a yes.” He finds my hand and softly kisses inside my palm. “We have a connection. Don’t ask me to explain what I mean. I just know.”

  I nod. I feel the same way, and can’t wait to see where it takes us for Christmas and beyond.

  THE END

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