by Jenna Tyler
“I know, baby. But I'm going to kiss you now. Right here.” And he drags his hand from my chest, down my sternum, across my belly, and slides his finger through my wet folds. He drops to his knees and pushes my thighs wide to open me up to him. He places my heels on the wooden bed slat that is the frame. Grabbing my hips, he slides me a little closer.
“Drew?”
“Yes?”
“You are really driving me insane right now. I said I wanted you inside me.”
“Oh, I will be, my sweet Rebecca. I will be.” And then his mouth is on my wet, swollen sex. I gasp. His tongue is magical and so warm. My hips start moving, increasing the sensation. The more I move, the hungrier he seems to get. He moans against me, the vibration and sound of it making me wetter.
I can feel my orgasm climbing already. His tongue working over my clit, combined with his groaning, is going to make me spill over quickly. He places his hands on my inner thighs and puts slight pressure on them, pinning me in place, eating me like he can't get enough. He slides one hand down and inserts two fingers into me. With an aggressive in and out of his fingers, I moan out his name. He inserts a third finger and my sex clenches around them. My body convulses in pleasure. He slows down to allow me to ride out the waves of euphoria.
As I start to come down from my orgasm, he rises from the floor, licking his fingers. With a wicked grin, he says, “That was the most amazing thing I've ever eaten in my life.” I smile and playfully kick at him. “What? It's true. I'll be right back, my delicious Rebecca. I have a condom in my pants.”
“You came prepared.” It was a statement, not a question.
“Always,” he answers. I'm not sure if he's carrying around condoms for random hookups, or if he was hoping I might say yes to him today. I suppose it's good that he's safe regardless.
Drew's back in a flash and has already ripped open the wrapper. I pull my feet up onto the mattress and push myself back a little as he starts to wrap his enormous erection. They make condoms that big? Amazing. He looks at me once he's all sheathed. “Why did you move away from me?”
“Uh…I was making room for you.”
“I'm going to stand first, to make sure I don't hurt you…at least until you get used to me. I can see better this way anyway.” He grabs me behind each knee and pulls me back to the edge of the bed. My bed is the perfect height for him in this position. My butt slides right up to his erection. Whoa. When my ass bumps into him, a grunt escapes us both.
“I'm not going to hurt you, Rebecca. I promise. I love that you are nice and wet for me. And I love that it's me that's made you that way.”
Drew leans down and kisses me gently on the lips. He straightens halfway up, his fingers rubbing my wetness. “I'm going to be gentle,” he whispers. I feel the head of his penis at my slick entrance. Ever so gently, he nudges inside me. I sigh as it stretches me wider. It feels foreign because it's been so long and I've never had someone this big before. It's intoxicating.
“More.” I say. A half smile plays across his face. He pushes in a little further and my breath catches. I close my eyes and feel the ridges and veins of his thick cock as he enters me further. I run my hands up his arms and grab his biceps tightly. “All the way, Drew. But slow.”
“Rebecca…”
I open my eyes and look into his, a look of concern in them. “Please, Drew,” I plead. “Just go slow.”
“I am only halfway in. I don't want to hurt you.” My eyes widen in disbelief. He's only halfway in? I let go of his arms and prop myself up on my elbows to look. Sure enough, he's got a ways to go.
Flopping back onto the bed, I look back into his eyes. I see amusement on his face, and I narrow my eyes at him. “Slow, but go all the way. I want to feel all of you.”
He lifts my hand to his lips and kisses the back of it. Turning my hand over, he slowly licks from the edge of my palm up to the tip of my middle finger, which he puts in his mouth and sucks on. I moan. Inch by glorious inch, he pushes deeper into me. It's not hurting, but I can feel every millimeter of him. Briefly, I wonder why it's not hurting, but that thought fades quickly as I feel him even deeper. I close my eyes again, taking in all the sensations.
“Drew…,” I breathe out.
“What's wrong? Am I hurting you?” He pulls out a little.
“No!” I quickly grab his ass and pull him back in. Fully. My eyes roll back in my head and my back arches at the sensation. “Ohh.” I moan. What and amazing sensation. “Oh my…” Another moan escapes me. “It doesn't hurt, Drew. I can feel you. All of you, and it doesn't hurt at all.”
He looks puzzled. I reach up to hold his face in my hands and look into his eyes. “It really doesn't hurt. Maybe this is another sign? Literally made for each other?” I snicker, which makes my core spasm around him. I see his abs tighten at the movement. I smile. I caress his beautifully handsome face to make him more at ease.
His face still shows concern, but slowly eases into a grin. “I'll take that. Anything to make you see that we are truly meant to be.” Drew pulls out until just the tip of his penis is still inside. He moves in and out in little increments. Slowly. Torturing me. “Are you now ready for all of me, Rebecca?” he teases.
Gently, he sinks himself all the way in to my core and slowly pulls out to the tip again. “Ahhhhh,” I moan. “I am.”
Smiling coyly, he asks, “Are you sure?” as he repeats his slow movement.
“Yes…”Jeez, what a tease... My thoughts are abruptly interrupted when he slams his cock into me. “Ahhh!” I whimper. He grabs hold of my thighs and scoots me back to the edge of the bed. The slam must have jolted me backwards, but I didn't notice. With a firm hold, he pulls out to the tip and slams into me again. “Ahhh!” This time he doesn't pause. It's a continuous pounding of pleasure. His cock is hitting something inside me that I've never felt before. “Oh, god, Drew!” I yell.
I rock and move in rhythm with him, as much as I can with his firm grip on my thighs. “I'm going to come!”
He decreases his movements. “Not yet. I want more of you, Rebecca.”
I'm a bit frustrated. “I was just about to come. It's not nice to stop just on the brink.”
He chuckles. “Those poor bastards before me have led you to believe that.” He pauses his words, but not his actions. “There is a certain amount of control involved, which a lot of men don't possess when it comes to sex. They just want to blow their load as quick as possible.” His movements are still slow, letting me regain my composure. I'm getting a sex education class now. “It's very erotic to go to the edge a couple times before actually going over. It makes the orgasm that much stronger.”
Once my breathing and heart rate return to a normal rhythm, he picks up the pace slightly. He reaches up to my face and pulls a damp strand of hair off of my forehead, tucking it behind my ear. Then he trails a finger around my jawline, down my neck, between my breasts, then follows the curve under one of my breasts. He leans down and kisses between them
I move up onto my elbows and he lets go of one of my thighs, placing his hand at the back of my neck, urging my mouth to his. Our tongues match the rhythm of his hips, tangling together, becoming one. I lift both of my feet up and tuck them on the crease of his ass and thighs, shoving him into me. He growls, a deep animalistic growl. Holding him there, I relish in the feeling of him deep inside of me. The feeling is so intoxicating…his scent, his tenderness, his roughness, his beauty.
I release his lips. “Drew?” I pause for a breather.
“Yes?”
“You feel absolutely amazing. I don't know what I did to ever deserve this feeling, but I don't ever want to lose it.”
“As long as I am breathing, you will always have me. I won't ever let you lose this feeling.” He kisses my cheek and picks up his pace some more. What his cock does to me is absolutely phenomenal. Sensory overload.
Gripping tightly, I hold onto him while he takes me to another world. As he starts to stand up, I cling on to his shoulders and go with
him. My legs and arms are wrapped around him and holding on for the ride of my life. He turns us around and pins my back against the wall. The friction of the wall will hurt later, but it's worth it.
He gives one sinuous thrust of pleasure after another. I don't want it to end, but I can feel the tingle starting to build all over my body. “Oh, god, Drew! Harder!” His thrusts get more intense and faster, bringing me to the edge.
He whispers into my ear, “Now, Rebecca. Come for me.”
His words were my undoing. “Oh, fuck!” I explode into a million pieces around him. Convulsing in his arms and my muscles squeezing his, he finds his release just after and joins me. We collapse onto the floor, breathing heavily, and sweat dripping. He rolls me over to the side so we are both facing the ceiling, side-by-side.
I lay there with closed eyes, trying to catch my breath. I hear Drew trying to catch his, as well. I think that was the best orgasm of my entire life. I didn't expect to come so hard or fast after just having an orgasm right before. My body feels alive, yet drained. I reach out and grab hold of his hand. I just wanted to touch him. He gives my hand a gentle squeeze.
“We should've done that after our date,” he chuckles.
I half giggle in return. “No. We shouldn't have done that now, but I'm glad we did,” I confess. “I don't think I could've waited any longer. I guess I don't have as much self-control as I thought. At least, not where you are concerned. That was amazing.”
“That was nothing. I took it easy on you this time,” he says with a smug look.
“Oh, really? Well, I can't wait for round two. Or three. Or...” I trail off and turn to face him. I place a soft kiss on his shoulder.
He smiles at me. “Ready for more already? You're insatiable.” He chuckles. “But not yet. You need to eat.”
As the words come out of his mouth, I feel and hear a loud grumble in my belly. I rub at it a little. “That can wait,” I say and start to trail kisses down his arm.
He rolls over onto the arm I was kissing and wraps his other arm around my waist. Planting a firm kiss on my lips, he says, “No. You really need to eat. I don't need you passing out from malnutrition.”
I smile at him. “It would be worth it.”
He stands up and offers me his hand. I guess he's serious about this whole eating thing. I’m sure I could go one more round with him before eating. I grab his hand and he yanks me up and into his arms. He gives me another kiss, on the forehead this time, and walks me into the kitchen. It looks like I'm going to have to eat in order to get anything else out of him. One thing is certain… I am beyond sore from our encounter. A good sore, but sore nonetheless.
“What would you like to eat?” he asks.
“Are you going to make me something?”
“Uh…well, no. I can order you something, if you like.”
I laugh. “I guess I will just make a sandwich. Would you like one?”
“What kind are you having?”
“Turkey and swiss, I guess.”
“Sure. That sounds good.”
“What do you want on it?”
“Spicy mustard with a side of you.” He grins, pleased with himself.
I give him an evil glare. “You just denied me to make me eat. Don't tease!” I say as I point at him with a butter knife. He throws his hands up and backs away. He walks around to the breakfast bar and takes a seat on a stool, watching me make our sandwiches…naked.
At that realization, I start to tease him with my movements. Reaching up into a high cabinet to get paper plates, accidentally dropping the knife on the floor and bending to pick it up, showing him the goods.
Peeking over my shoulder, I ask. “Are you sure you just want the spicy mustard on your sandwich?” His eyes quickly move up to my eyes and I grin. Good. Serves him right. Tease.
“What did you say?” he asks and I laugh out loud.
“Are you enjoying what you see?”
He grins, unashamed. “Caught that, did ya’? I always enjoy looking at you, in all ways.”
“Sweet words, Mr. Chambers. Sweet, sweet words.”
I try to ignore the fact that he's sitting on my bar stool completely naked. It was really hard not to notice his erection when I came to sit down. It made me giggle.
We ate in near silence, just exchanging small talk about my sandwiches. As I stand to clean up the mess, he stands and cleans up his area. We dump our paper plates into the trash, and I quickly rinse off the knives and put them into the dishwasher.
When I have just finished up, Drew comes up behind me and wraps his arms around me…one arm around my waist and the other snaked up between my breasts with his hand placed over my heart. I cover his hands with mine and lean my head back into his chest. He nudges my head to tilt it to the side, and he starts to trail kisses from the top of my ear all the way down my jaw. I start to turn my head as he makes his way to my chin, finally resting on my lips. This man screams sex at all times, especially naked in my kitchen.
Our tongues mingling, he slowly turns me around, making sure not to break our kiss. His hands travel from my back to my ass. He gives it a squeeze and I let out a muffled squeal. He leans down a little, still not breaking our kiss, as his hands continue their journey down to my thighs. He grabs hold of them and lifts me up. I quickly wrap my legs around him. Thinking he's going back to the bedroom, I tighten my hold on him to make it easier for him to carry me. But he just takes a couple steps and sets me on the kitchen counter. I jump. “Oooh!” I yelp. “That's cold!”
He laughs. “It'll warm up with your body heat. Just give it a second.” Sure enough, it was warming up already. Ahh, much better.
“It's better. Now where were we?”
He grins and grabs my face with both hands. I wrap my legs back around him and pull him in closer, nestling my feet in that delicious crease between his ass and thigh. One hand in his hair and the other is wrapped tight around his back, holding him as close as I can. He moves his hands from my face…one hand moving down my back, the other at the nape of my neck and fisting in my hair. He gives my hair a nice tug that sends my hormones into overdrive. I'm so ready for him to be inside of me again.
I nudge his butt with my heels and I can feel him grin against my lips. He pulls my head back, abruptly breaking our kiss. It's so fucking hot when a guy pulls hair during sex. Once again, those gorgeous blue eyes are boring into mine. “Are you trying to tell me something, Rebecca?”
“Yes,” I breathe. “Fuck me.”
With a little sneer, Drew says, “I think I've run out of condoms. I didn't plan on a sex fest today.”
“Are you clean?” I ask.
“Very,” he replies.
“Well, I'm super clean so no worries,” I say, very eager to get the show on the road.
A playful, and tad dangerous-looking smirk appears on his face. “As you wish.”
As he scoots me to the edge of the counter, both of his hands move lower, cupping my butt. He drags his fingers slowly from my ass around to my thighs, each hand mirroring the other. Continuing down the back of my calves and then up the front, he stops at my knees. Suddenly, he spreads my legs apart and moves one hand to my slick slit. “You are so wet for me already. I love that you are ready for me at the slightest touch.”
My head tilts back on its own accord and a moan escapes. He removes his hand from my wetness and drives his shaft all the way into me. “Yes!” And again he assaults me with his cock. Again and again. I moan and shriek with each pounding thrust. I can feel the build starting again. I wrap my arms around his shoulders and hold him closer so that I have something to steady myself.
He reaches a hand in between us and circles my clit with his thumb. Tingling all the way to the top of my climax, I bite him on the top of his shoulder, then crumble. The bite must have done him in because he shouts with a strained voice, “Oh, Becca!” as he releases into me.
A girl can get use to this...or can she? I think I just might give it a try.
My body fe
els like jelly. After having collapsed onto him, I make myself sit up. He was resting his head on my shoulders and also starts to straighten up. I hold his face in my hands and kiss him firmly on his lips. “That was...” I pause for effect, “earth shattering.” I’m still trying to regain control of my breathing. He smiles and gently kisses me.
“Rebecca?”
“Hey! What happened to Becca?”
His smile widens. “That was just in the throes of passion. I was surprised it came out of my mouth.”
I smile. “Now what were you going to say...or ask?”
“I was just going to ask why you bit me.” I must look nervous because he doesn't wait for my response. “Baby, it's okay. I…uhhh...really liked it. Loved it, actually. I don't think I've ever been bitten before.” He rubs my arms to soothe me.
I quickly retort, “It was just in the throes of passion,” Throwing his word back at him, I give him a flirty grin. Leaning closer, I take a peek where I bit him and see my teeth marks. Gently, I rub the area and give it a quick kiss. “I didn't break the skin,” I say with a wink.
Soon after our romp in the kitchen, his cell phone rings. He looks at it and turns to me. “I have to take this.” I nod and as I start to head into the bedroom to clean myself up. He grabs me by the arm to stop me. “I won't be long.”
“It's okay. Take your time,” I say.
He gives me a peck on the cheek and answers his phone, “Chambers.” Oh, that sounds sexy and I feel a quiver deep in my core. Jeez. You'd think I would have had enough already, but I seem to be raring to go again. Shaking my head, I head into the bathroom and turn on the shower. I grab a towel and hang it just outside the shower, then step inside. Oh my, this feels wonderful. Just what my body needs.
I stand under the hot water for who knows how long, when I feel a presence. My body lights up and is ready to feel him once more. The shower door opens and he steps in. “Hi,” he says.
“Hey.” That came out in more of a whisper than I wanted it to. Drew grabs the shampoo and begins to lather up my hair. “I can do that,” I say.