by Brandy Ayers
“Me too. I want to see you.” Their words were mumbled between breaks in their kiss, panting around the syllables, barely recognizable through the haze of lust.
Trey backed away for just a moment to rip off his T-shirt over his head. His lips were back before Charlotte could take in a lungful of air. Their hands were everywhere, taking the skin they’d bared to each other, never settling in one place too long.
“Can I see more. I want to see it all, but I’m trying so hard not to spook you.”
“Yes, yes, I’m not spooked.” Needing to show him she was one hundred percent on board, Charlotte unbuttoned her pants and let them fall to the floor so that she stood in nothing but a sensible pair of white cotton undies and bra. “I wasn’t expecting anyone to see me naked today. I would have worn something sexier.”
“Are you kidding? There is nothing sexier than a beautiful woman wearing innocent white lingerie. I almost feel wrong with how many ways I want to defile you.” Trey pulled her back into his hard chest, holding her tighter so that her softness molded to all his hard plains. Deft fingers plucked open the two hooks on her bra, then slid it down her arms. “Fuck, I love these tiny tits of yours. Knowing I’ll be able to reach damn near the whole things with one mouthful drives me crazy.”
“They’re really sensitive too. I can’t wear lace bras because the texture against my nipples gets me too excited.”
“Shitshitshit.” Trey lifted her and placed her back on the bed. It was huge, just like him. “I’m going to have to cut back my hours at work so I can devote more time to these beauties.” Trey spread her thighs, kneeled between her legs and cupped her sex. “And this. I am going to get real familiar with this part of you too.”
With Trey sitting up, staring at her nearly naked body, the doubts rushed back out of nowhere. As long as they’d been mauling each other with their mouths, her brain had been blessedly blank. Charlotte took slow deep breaths. She could do this. She trusted Trey. Knew he didn’t think poorly of her, could see the lust in his eyes. God, he’d been so patient with her; no other guy would’ve stuck around through all her neuroses and hesitation to meet.
She could do this.
“Char, baby, it’s okay. If you aren’t ready yet, I am fine just being here with you.” His deep bass voice vibrated against her neck as he trailed slow kisses down to her collar bone.
Those vibrations traveled through her body, landing square on her clit, which throbbed in a way she had never known before their first phone conversation. How had he known she second guessed her decision to finally sleep with him? Was she too stiff? Did he think she would be bad at this? Is that why he didn’t mind waiting? Shit. She did it again. Living in her head, questioning everything and everyone turned out to be a harder habit to break than she thought it would be.
“No, I don’t want to stop.” Raking her fingers along his buzzed scalp, she moaned at the prickly sensation on her fingertips. “I just keep imagining all the horrible things that could be going through your head right now.”
Trey drew his lips away from her skin, and she immediately missed them, whimpering slightly in protest. A crease formed between his eyebrows as he gave her the most confused look she had ever seen.
“How on earth could you think anything bad is going through my head right now?” He shifted his hips so that his hard length pressed firmly against her soaked center. “The only thing going through my head is trying to decide between tasting every inch of your fantastic fucking body, or just getting balls deep inside you as fast as possible.”
His dirty mouth made the throbbing in her core intensify, and she rubbed herself against him.
“Damn, woman, you are going to be the ruin of me. But I think I know what you need.” His thick arms snaked down to grip her ass, not allowing her to writhe against him anymore, holding her lower half firmly against his.
“You do?” God, she hoped he did. She wanted so much to get out of her head and let him show her everything she ever wanted to know about feeling sexy. But even still, she couldn’t help but worry about the women that came before her, and how she measured up.
“You need me to talk you through this. That’s how I convinced you to meet me. It’s how I’ll get you to give yourself over to me now.” His plump lips returned to her collarbone where they had left off before. He slid down until his mouth grazed her skin just above her puckered nipple. “I’m going to tell you every single thought going through my head. Then there will be no room for doubt in that overactive imagination of yours. You’ll know that every thought I have is about how lucky I am you give me the time of day.”
“God, yes. That’s what I need. Talk to me. Please. I love your voice.”
“I know you do, sugar. Tell me the truth now. You used to get yourself off while we talked on the phone, didn’t you?” He smirked up at her from between her breasts. “God knows I did.”
Charlotte could feel the blood rushing to her cheeks, knew she would be blushing wildly. “Not when we were on the phone, except that one time. But as soon as we hung up, I would. I even did it at work once. In the bathroom.”
“Fuck, that’s hot.” Trey enveloped her breast with his mouth, sucking on it deeply before releasing her with a pop. “Right now, I’m thinking if I don’t get inside you soon, I’ll go crazy. I’ve imagined feeling your skin bare against mine so many times. I know the reality will put the fantasies to shame.”
Charlotte’s heart pounded non-stop in her chest, making her fear it would explode with the power of that moment. “My body doesn’t disappoint you? I know there isn’t much to me. I’m sure you’ve been with women with much bigger assets.”
“Jesus woman, you really don’t know, do you?” He seemed confused by her words again.
“Know what?”
“That you are the most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen in my life. I could look at you for days and never get tired. I can’t remember a single woman I’ve been with before this moment. As far as I’m concerned, there has been no one but you.” His gaze shifted back to her breasts. “You’re right, your tits aren’t huge. But fuck, the skin here is so soft, I want to rub my face all over them.”
The thought alone had desire pouring through Charlotte’s body.
“You’re so tiny all over, I can't stop thinking about all the ways I can maneuver you to give us both the most pleasure you can imagine. It makes me want to protect you and ruin you all at the same time. I’m terrified I’ll hurt you, but god, I’m not a good enough man to stop myself from being with you as often and in as many ways as I can.” On a growl, he covered her mouth with his again, kissing her more aggressively than he had before.
It sent a jolt of need straight to her pussy, and she moaned into his mouth, matching his fevered tongue stroke for stroke. Fumbling with the button of his jeans, she wanted to cheer when the thing finally came free, pushing them down with her feet until he kicked them the rest of the way off.
Trey slide down her body, pressing every inch of his skin against hers until his mouth was even with her belly button, and his chest spread her legs wider.
“Your flat little tummy is begging to be licked. I love that even though your skinny here, you’re still soft. I want to fill you with my cock, then press down right here.” He laid his hand flat just below her navel, and she could imagine it, filled to the brim then compressed even more around him. “Feel my hand keeping your writhing body still for my taking.”
“Mmmmm, please.” Charlotte screwed her eyes shut, not wanting to see his face when he pulled down her panties, but desperately wanting them to be gone she could have him inside her.
“Not yet. I need to get this little virgin cunt ready for my big dick.”
Charlotte gasped. “You know?”
“I guessed. Wasn’t hard.” Trey slid down her body, keeping his broad muscled chest flush with her skin. The tight curls of his chest hair rubbed and abraded between her thighs as he made detours at her hips. “These slim hips will definitely be bruis
ed when I’m done. I wish I could say I’m sorry, but I’m not. Hell, I’m going to hold you so tight every time we’re together that these hips are going to show the mark from my fingertips for the rest of our lives.”
Once his face came even with her bare sex, he huffed out a harsh, hot breath against her throbbing flesh. Two fingers traced her slit up and down a few times before he peeled her lower lips apart to give him a front row view of the part of her no one had ever seen. “Damn, girl, I almost feel guilty for the destruction I’m about to bring down on this sweet little hole.” Holding her open, he brought his other hand up, tracing the wet opening in hypnotic circles. “Look how tight you are down here. Just like every other part of you. So small. And I’m so fucking big. We’re going to loosen this little lady up. Make her sopping wet so I can slide in without hurting you too much.”
Gently, Trey pushed the tip of his pinky in through her tight ring, breaching her with something other than her own fingers for the first time. It stung a little, proving how much bigger his fingers were than her own.
“Shit. You’re going to strangle my fat cock, aren’t you? You going to turn me into a two-pump chump.”
For some reason, the chastising tone of his voice made her laugh, and broke some of the tension building in her chest. “I’ll try to let you get three pumps in if it makes you feel better.”
Trey rested his forehead against her pubic bone, the laugh coming out of him washing over her pussy where he still worked the one digit in bit by bit. “I appreciate the consideration. I knew you were hiding a little sass under all that shyness.”
Before she could think too much, or respond that she had a definitive lack of anything resembling sass, Trey licked at her clit. He didn’t flick at the little button like she saw in the porn she watched. Instead, he held it against the bundle of nerves, pressing down and swirling in circles, then backing off and sucking it into his mouth. He set up a pattern, press, circle, suck, release, increasing the intensity until her back bowed off the bed and she grabbed at the back of his head, unabashedly pulling his face harder against the very source of her need. Somehow, he had worked his middle finger all the way inside her channel, rubbing her inner walls until he hit some spot he must have been searching for.
Then he tapped that spot.
Charlotte screamed loud enough to wake the whole neighborhood.
“There you are.” He talked directly to her pussy, not to her. Which was just fine since he appeared to be some sort of pussy whisperer.
He tapped again. Then again. It felt like he was tapping out Morse code on her G-spot. Taaap Taaap Tap Tap Taaap Tap pause Tap.
“Are you using Morse code to get me off?” Charlotte’s voice wasn’t her own. It was thick and husky, laced with lust and impending release. She loved it.
“Smart girl. I’m marking you as mine from the inside out.” He kept up that rhythm inside, but changed things up with his mouth, bringing his teeth into play. With the first nibble directly on her clit, Charlotte detonated. The pressure that had built to near pain in her lower half released in a whoosh of hot lava. Her thighs and belly shook, her head threw back onto the pillow until almost her whole body came off her bed except her ass and feet. Trey removed the fingers that had been holding her open and placed his hand across her waist, holding her still while he drank her down.
Then he added another finger to the one inside her. The Morse code was forgotten in favor of harsh pumps in and out while those two fingers pressed against her collapsing wall. The orgasm went on and on and on. As soon as she felt it weaken, Trey would add another finger, splaying them out deep with in her, stretching her and making the nerves in her body crackle with overwhelming heat.
After what felt like hours, Trey slid his three fingers from her soaked pussy and sat up. Their writhing on the bed had inched his boxer briefs down so they exposed an inch at the base of his cock, and despite being exhausted and orgasm drunk, Charlotte desperately wanted to see the rest.
Shifting her focus to his face, embarrassment surged inside her as she realized her juices literally dripped from his chin. The hand that been inside her reached up to wipe away the product of her climax. His hand glistened from fingertips to wrist, with one drop rolling down his muscled forearm, leaving a wet trail on his brown skin. Instead of looking disgusted as she expected, Trey licked the cum off his hand, closing his eyes in unmistakable savor.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t realize this would be so messy.” Her voice had gone small again with the crashing shame of how much she had released all over him.
Those dark eyes sprung open, for the first time looking at her with an angry expression. “You don’t apologize for anything this body does. What just happened was the most beautiful, delicious thing I’ve ever experienced, and you aren’t going to lessen that with shame.” Trey came down on all fours over Charlotte, hands planted on either side of her shoulders, knees outside her thighs, caging her under him. “First time a man does anything to this sweet little body, and I made you squirt all over my face. I’m fucking proud of that. So should you be. Kiss me and taste how addicting you really are.”
His tone left no room for arguing. Charlotte craned her neck up, kissing his lush lower lip. He kept his mouth slightly opened, but didn’t kiss her back. Simply let her explore. She licked at the seam of his mouth, sucked the bottom lip, then top. They were so big, she wouldn’t have been able to get them both in her smaller mouth, so she didn’t try. Simply sipped delicately over and over at the flesh marinated in her juices.
“Taste good, don’t you?”
She nodded without removing her lips from his.
“Take out my cock, beautiful. I think you’re ready for me now.”
Chapter Sixteen
This was it. Finally, Charlotte would be divested of the virginity she really thought she’d never be rid of. Most days she didn’t even think about it, because never being with a man was just an unquestionable part of her life.
No level of exhaustion would have kept her from reaching into his boxer briefs and pulling out the long, thick, heavy appendage. Tendrils of excitement, nerves, and arousal snaked through her, braiding together to make a ball of need in her gut.
The silky smoothness of his cock shocked her. She’s expected him to be rough down there, just like every other part of him. But he was gorgeous. Experimentally, Charlotte slid her fist down his shaft to where it joined his body amidst a mass of jet black curls. Trey hissed in a painful sounding breath, and Charlotte dropped his cock afraid she’d done something wrong.
“I’m sorry.”
“No, don’t let go. Your touch is everything.” He took her hand, placing it back on his dick. “Guide me to you, beautiful. I need to be inside you, I don’t want to come on your stomach and tits. At least not the first time.”
A vision of Trey kneeling over her while he jerked his cock until it spit cum all over her body shuttered in front of her eyes.
“Hmmm, I can tell by those unearthly eyes that you like that idea. Don’t worry, it will happen. But first I need to bury deep in this pussy I just devoured. And I want you to put me there.” Trey puller her legs up higher so they draped over the crooks of his elbows, opening her wider for him.
Charlotte raised her hips, and the same time she angled the blunt head of his cock to her opening. The moment his cock touched her entrance, he took over. Pushing at a steady, even pace further and further inside. Gratitude swept through her that he had taken the time to get her ready, because even knowing her lower muscles were loose and relaxed for his invasion, it still burned as he advanced past her virginity.
“Fuck, Char, you’re so tight baby.” They both stared in rapture at their joining, as his seemingly never-ending length disappeared bit by bit inside her body. “Look how your innocent little cunt lets me in. I know I’m hurting you, baby, but I promise I’ll make it better.”
Despite that slight edge of pain, the gradual filling of her channel was like nothing else in life. Her body knew
what to do apparently, relenting and molding around his thickness. She gasped as his base came to rest against her, their bodies now meshed together so that she couldn’t remember what it felt like for him not to be part of her body.
“Trey…” There were no words. They wouldn’t come, but her eyes must have telegraphed the feelings storming through her, because Trey read them and brought his lips to hers.
“I know, sugar. It’s intense for me too.” Once small pulse of his hips, and Charlotte moaned against his mouth. “I need to move, Charlotte. Are you okay?”
Charlotte nodded, smiling broadly at the knowledge that the most beautiful man she’d ever seen connected with her in a way no one ever had before.
Slowly, Trey pulled out, then shifted back in, taking his time, not rushing. Each wet slide of flesh against flesh twisted the coiling orgasm in her core. “I need…”
She hesitated, not wanting to seem like she wasn’t enjoying what he did to her, but also knowing that she needed something else from him.
“Tell me, baby. Whatever it is, I’ll give it. I’ll do it. Anything.”
“I want to feel your weight on me.” Her hands scrambled up his sweat slicked skin.” I want to be pressed into the mattress by your big, broad frame. Make it impossible to get away from you.”
Even the mention of her trying to escape seemed to upset Trey. He dropped down so that he rested on his elbows, then lowered his entire body to hers. Once the full weight of him rested on her much smaller body, Charlotte sighed and gasped, then moaned.
“I didn’t realize sex would make me feel so safe.” The air hung above them, their pants and sounds of sex seeming to hoover in an additional blanket. “Is that weird? I know it is. You have me stretched and pinned down, and I love it, I love it.”
“Not weird. Perfect.” Trey reached up taking her hands in his and stretching above both their bodies, entwining their fingers. His arms pressed hers into the mattress, and her face nestled into his chest, their height difference obvious in this position. Even as he rolled his hips, keeping the steady pace he’d set, he kissed her head, then arched his back so he could reach her mouth, but pinned her body down with the rest of him. “So perfect. I’m never letting you go. If I have to keep you pinned to this mattress with my cock buried deep inside every minute, I will.”