by Piper Page
Again, I was taken back. “What, why would you ask?”
I watched as her face flooded with a hot blush, not from sexual desire, but from anxiety and embarrassment. “I haven’t exactly gone all the way through with this before.”
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Damn. You are a good girl.
* * *
My insides were a flurry of mixed emotions. Was she serious? Was she telling me this because she thought I would think less of her for having sex with someone else? “Never?”
She shook her head, still nervously chewing on the full flesh of her lip. I kissed her grip away from her lip before she drew blood. My approach to the moment changed dramatically just then. She gazed up at me. “Do you want to stop?”
“Do you?” I didn’t want her to feel she was trapped because of her earlier decision.
“I asked you first.”
My hand stroked her cheek. “Sunny, I’ve never wanted anything more in my life than this moment with you right now. I want you, there’s no doubt of that in my mind, but this, my dear, is your decision, and I in no way, shape, or form want to take something from you that you aren’t ready to give to me. I can wait. I will wait for you.”
She lay there silently on the bed for what seemed an eternity. I felt her fingers climb back up the back of my shoulder to my neck. Her muscles tensed, pulling my mouth to meld with hers. “I want this with you Cole,” she whispered into my mouth like a blessing from the heavens.
My game plan was seriously altered. I had indeed planned this afternoon to be special, and I had hoped, even dreamed could have been the endgame, but knowing what she had now revealed to me—that was a moment I needed to care for in a special way, beyond the ways I had before Sunny came into my life.
My fingers trailed down the chords of her throat and I felt her shiver. My lips followed behind absorbing each tremble of her body. The first button on the bodice of her dress popped through the button hold, and I kissed the newly-exposed skin. Her perfume filled my nostrils, and I felt like I was drinking her in through all of my senses. This had to be special, and not the kind of special that came from the first time with any new partner. Sunny deserved to feel this intimate milestone in her life with true passion and desire, and everything I was honestly feeling for her would go into this moment.
When I reached her navel, pulling away the dress fabric, she squealed when the tip of my tongue circled about the circumference of the indent. I puckered my lips and blew over the moisture my mouth had left behind. Sunny moaned and arched her back. My blood turned to sensual lava.
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Keep it slow.
* * *
I moved back up to her mouth and lapped at her lips. “Is there anything you’d like to try?”
She gave me a sheepish smile. “Everything.”
“I like the way your mind works.”
“I like the way your mouth works.”
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From good girl to naughty lover. I knew I liked you.
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“Then I should keep using it.”
She smiled and nodded. “Yes, please.”
I traced down the exposed center of her chest to the front silver clasp of her bra. My eyes flitted to hers. “May I?”
That lush, full bottom lip caught in her teeth, and she rolled her eyes up ward and bobbed her chin. My skilled fingers unlatched the clasp and exposed the perfect, firm, round mounds beneath. Her rosy skin, filled into perky, dark buds, and I teased them with a flick of my tongue. She squirmed away. My hands held her gently around her ribcage, and I sucked on the hard flesh. Her wiggles and yelps turned into whimpers and breathy sighs.
10
Sunny
My eyes fluttered quickly and I looked down at the handsome lock of dark hair that was tickling my chin, and making magic to my body, unsure of how I could possibly be this lucky.
I knew my double-Ds were a lot to handle, but I was proud of them, even more proud of them while he pinched each hardening nipple between his finger and thumb and rolled it around, tugging at it and causing me to gasp out loud.
God, Cole’s hands on my body anywhere feel so good. How could anything feel even better than this?
A place deep inside me ached and burned, almost teasing me as if I had no idea the pleasures that lie in wait for me next.
My throbbing need was going insane! Never in my life had I ever felt more turned on and ready for something. I had waited my entire life to be intimate with someone; Cole von Larsen was worth the wait.
Realizing that I too, possessed a pair of hands, I tangled them in his hair, my chest heaving against him. Whatever I could do to bring him even closer. I loved the way his silky strands felt between my fingers. I couldn’t help but to let out a sigh at his generous kissing and fondling along my breasts. It felt so good, it was sinful torture to my body south of the border.
“Gosh, baby. You’re a freaking goddess. I could stare at every inch of you all day. I could kiss every centimeter of every curve.”
His hot breath teased my sensitivity as chills deliciously flooded my almost naked body.
Cole’s tenderness and attention made me feel special, like an adorned queen.
Cole's mouth was hungry for more, and he dropped his head down, his tongue skirting around my sensitive areola and darting out at my nipple before he sucked it into his mouth with a resounding pop. I leaned back even more and whimpered uncontrollably when Cole's hand undid my legs, pushing my weak thighs wide apart. Oh my God…oh my God, I can’t believe this is happening. To me! To little ole’ me!
There was a pause of movement from Cole’s hands as he moved his mouth to my other nipple, my mouth popping open and my chin quivering when his fingers lightly traced at the apex of my thigh.
I opened my eyes and watched Cole pull his mouth away from my breast. His mouth zig-zagged along my body, kissing my side here, dipping his tongue into my navel, and nipping at my rounded hip, dragging his teeth along my skin.
Down.
Down.
Down he kissed until he stopped just above my panties. He lightly trailed his tongue around my upper left thigh all the way to wear the fabric covered my most intimate needing part of my body, and returned the same movement to the other side stopping just at the edge of my panties.
I was raging in absolute need, I was holding my breath; I could barely breathe.
Finally, Cole nestled his face against my covered mound and I cried out, biting at my fist when his warm breath breached the gauzy fabric of my underwear. He hadn't even really touched me and I was already so close. No one had ever done that to me before.
No one.
Waves of passion unlocked in me like a lightning storm and I throbbed in absolute aching need beneath my panties for him. My insides pounded like a loud drum; so hard and so fast I could swear Cole had to hear it. My heartbeat quickened and I could barely breath. All I could do was clench the blanket harder in eager trembling anticipation of the pleasures unknown that lie in wait for me by the most magical man I’ve ever met in my life.
I could feel his smile against my leg, and his fingers slowly slipped under the waistband of my underwear, tracing the soft skin there before slowly pulling it down, exposing the tiniest bit of skin. But instead of pulling them down all the way, Cole's tongue dragged slowly along the hem, on each side of my panty-clad pussy, his tongue both rough and soft at the same time. I shuddered and my nipples hardened even greater, they ached. Everything deliciously ached on my body for Cole von Larsen’s intimate touch.
Everything was new and erotic; Cole was my drug, my aphrodisiac, my sense enhancer where every-cell-feels-ten-times-its-normal-capacity-type-of-drug and I was already high on pure bliss. How could I possibly experience even more pleasure?
My intense longing ached so hard a soft moan escaped my lips as his tender kiss teased my most intimate lips. Even through my panties, I was melting in pure pleasure.
"How upset would you be if we ruined these?" he mumbled
against my skin, lightly tugging at my underwear.
They could've been the most expensive, designer pair of underwear I’d ever bought, and I would gladly pay him to rip them right off me. "Not at all upset," I managed to reply, my voice breathless.
Oh my God. Oh my God.
My breath caught in my throat as the panties ripped off across my hip, my exposed pussy instantly causing me to forget about the light sting of frayed cotton; Billionaire and handsome as hell, Cole von Larsen was between my legs and my legs were spread out open before him. I was now fully his. I could barely breathe.
It was a light touch along my swollen folds. A light touch that made my eyes close and my head toss back; heaven on earth, God his tongue felt like magic.
My clit throbbed in curiosity of the forthcoming sensations. It wanted to see the stars he promised to show me. My heart rate elevated and I nearly quivered at the first peeking touch of his tongue as it lightly slid across the hood of my clit.
“Oh God!” I moaned, nearly coming right then and there.
Thousands of pleasure nerves were stimulated all at once. He worked me over. All I could do was cry out while he twirled my pearl lightly, softly and slowly, erotically licking his way carefully down to the opening of my inner walls.
I felt like I was melting into the bed and becoming one with it. Cole’s lick sent me floating up, up, up, and then down, down, down as his tongue became my pussy’s lover. He devoured me like I was the most delicious ice cream, and I creamed all over his lips.
My eyes slid open to get a good look at him working his magic. His shoulder muscles bulged. Every artfully sculpted muscle was clearly the result of a man who devoted his life to dedication and discipline.
I was lost in ecstasy, desire, and lust as his hand slid up to my lower abdomen. I loved the way his warm hand rested there; it felt so thick and masculine against my soft, perfumed skin. I wanted him to touch me all over. Everything he did to me felt magical.
I cried out as his soft thumbpads traced their way up my labia. They held my slick walls apart as his soft tongue pressed deeply, hitting my spots with precision, sending chills up and down my spine, legs, and arms. Naturally, my body began shaking. My hips rolled into his hot mouth. I wanted more, needed more. This felt so damn good, every single ounce and lick of it.
His hands slid up my abs to cup my breasts. His tongue trailed all the way around my silk lips, this time teasing me, denying my clit the direct attention it craved. It was sweet torture, but I didn’t care. This was an experience I wanted to remember forever.
He continued his tongue tease, letting it drag all around my juicy opening, his thumbs keeping my lips partly opened once more to give him full, intimate access to my clit. A good move, I realized.
My clit was aching to be touched again and he knew it. My sweet spot begged, screamed, and pleaded for attention.
His hot kisses trailed down my inner thighs. There wasn’t a place he didn’t explore with his tongue. He had me going absolutely insane.
I couldn’t breathe.
I couldn’t think.
I simply melted like butter, captive to his hot, wet kisses and naughty tongue, a willing prisoner of paradise under the care of his angelic ministrations.
He licked around my walls once more, taking his sweet time before placing gentlest tap imaginable and kissing my clit so softly.
I was a wild fire of blazing need between my legs for only him to fill.
I moaned and clutched his hair between my fingers, aching badly for him. My hips bucked up into his mouth. He licked me so slowly and innocently before swiping my clit with a firmer touch with his thumb.
“Oh my god. My god,” I gasped. “Cole!”
“Shhh… relax. Just relax.” His hand rested on my lower abs again and I could feel my muscles tensing. “I want you to feel every ounce of pleasure.”
He slowly licked up my clit before following it with a swipe of his thumb. The pressure was just right. I felt the heat rising in my chest. I knew I was about to orgasm right then and there.
He pampered me with one giant lapping lick, his full flat tongue pressed against every portion of my swelling, quivering sensitivity before swiping up over my tingly knob with his firm thumb.
Lord! He knew exaaaaactly what to do, which button to press. I couldn’t take it much longer. I bit my bottom lip and felt ripples of desire build up inside me.
Another long, slow liiiiiiiick… this one covering every sensitive fiber that screamed with lust along my swollen knob. I ached inside, longing to be filled, longing to be released. As the tip of his tongue made its way to the top edge of my clit, a masterfully pressed thumb pad with the perfect amount of pressure followed suit. One thumb followed the other as they tag teamed, massaging my pleasure bulb until I saw stars. My orgasmic scream cried out like women did in Hollywood sex scenes.
He licked upwards again, but this time he made his thumbs swipe faster and harder. He felt so amazing I couldn’t help it. My toes curled. My hips bucked; my thighs tightened.
Wow.
I had never felt this good before. I panted like an animal in heat. I felt so damn good. There was a fire of pure passion surging through my veins. I couldn’t believe how orgasmic this felt. Chills flooded my skin as my nipples hardened. My inner thighs shook and quivered as his tongue explored my juicy opening and his thumbs massaged my begging, tingling clit.
He continued licking my sensitivity as his finger slowly curved inside of me. A part of me awoke that I’d never felt before. I wanted more, needed more. I cried out as he expertly curved his finger again hitting a spot deep within I had to assume he stimulated and hit that magical G-spot I had read about in Cosmo magazine and heard over girl’s night and wine. It had to be that spot.
I screamed out in passion as my hands gripped the sleeves of his bare arms. I swear this was the longest orgasm of my life! It felt like I was having an orgasm within an orgasm, all the while my pussy a willing prisoner to his masterful mouth and fingers. This was the most intense sexual experience of my life and I could barely breathe.
Cole’s wet tongue never let up. He made swirls around my aching clit and continued applying his special touch deep inside my slick walls. I felt my body spasming, riding those bridges of ecstasy followed by light moments of reprieve.
If ever I was ready for anyone to enter me and take my virginity, it was now. I was about to throw this man down on this bed and make him take me. I couldn’t take this any longer!
But deeper he explored me, curling his finger inside me, using his fat tongue to lap up my juices. He sent tingles all the way up and down my spine. I tossed my head back and forth, biting my lip at his torturous pleasure.
Deeper and deeper he explored, curling and straightening, curling and straightening, taking my swollen pouty lips into his, sucking, sucking, and sucking my clit before licking and twirling it, intensifying and raising the stakes.
I rose higher and higher and higher until I saw real stars! They were so bright. Sensation flooded my nerves, taking me to a place I’d never traveled before, a place where all felt still.
My breathing hitched and I looked down at Cole, whose wide smile made me feel giggly and sleepy all at once. Or maybe that was what it was like when someone went down on you…
… So that’s what it felt like when my body became prisoner to the sexiest guy alive.
I opened my mouth, trying to find words to speak, but couldn’t. Instead, I reached for his dark locks as his own hands reached for me. His hungry mouth crashed into mine and all I could barely manage to mutter in between kisses were, “Those, off.” I was weak from lust and pleasure; but never too tired for Cole to unite with my entire body soul and mind.
Breathless and dazed, I drank the potion of love and lust. And I needed him in me now.
Now.
“That was…that was amazing….” I managed to say further between hungry kisses.
“Cole,” I say breathlessly. “I need you. In me. Now.”
My pussy burned, the depths of me were exploding like a raging wildfire
It was a moment I knew I'd always remember, that quiet rushing sound in my ears, the anticipation… My body quivered in anticipation and such lust and need, my fingers raked into his shoulder blades as his warm lips gently kissed my shoulders trailing along my collarbones as the tip of his hardness entered my tight virgin opening.
I took a breath. Then another. Then another, then—
My slick need he had created in me already allowed me to relax as I kissed him harder in return, showing up I was okay, that my body was ready for him.
I was ready to be his.
I loved the way he felt entering me, and my body opened up to slowly swallow every inch of him. I felt so full, so tight, but it felt so right.
His eyes shot open with a boyish charm. I loved the way he looked and knowing I caused him to feel such pleasure. It was a powerful feeling.
Him.
Cole.
“God, Sunny. You feel so amazing.” His moan into my ear was like heaven as his gentle kiss along my earlobe and neck warmed every cell in my body; my body melted into him, as if creating a space for him to enter me more.
He already filled me, touching a place in me that made me feel sensations so deep, I closed my eyes and leaned into him. My heart pounded wildly.
I couldn’t help but to cry out from the pleasure and intensity of it all. The tightness and sharp sensation floating away by the pleasure of absolute need and how good he made my body feel.
I sank lower and lower and lower until he wrapped my legs around him and every single bit of him was in me. I melted into him. I gelled into him. Every bit of sensation, every bit of pleasure, was literally wrapped up around him and I was his. It was a pleasure bomb going off, a tsunami of large waves ready to consume everything in its sight.