Dislodging my hand, Karis hopped up onto the bed, on her knees. She reached for me. I pulled off my boxers then knelt on the bed facing her.
“Do you have a condom?” she murmured, taking hold of my cock.
“Uh, Kare, don’t.” I covered her hands with mine, stopping the exquisite agony. I leaned over, opening the nightstand drawer, and grabbed a rubber.
Karis took it, ripped open the packet, then rolled it on.
There was no shyness. She didn’t play coy like some girls did. Karis knew what she wanted. And she wanted me. Always had.
“I’ve waited so long for this, Call.” I felt like I had to. Forever, in fact. “I’m so turned on. I’m gonna come right in your hand.” She rocked against my palm.
The statement made my cock surge, my spine tingle. I love to come, reverberated through my mind from a time long past.
“Uh, fuck, I was thinking the same thing.”
I plunged my fingers greedily in and out of her drenched pussy, while with the other hand I rolled her swollen clit softly between my thumb and forefinger.
She squirmed under my attentions.
“Wouldn’t be the first time you came in my hand,” she said, the corner of the mouth turning up. I gave her clit a little pinch and she moaned, losing her smug smile.
“Wouldn’t be the first time you came in mine either.” I upped the pace.
She gasped and her eyes rolled and fluttered closed. Her lips parted on a deep, throaty groan and she climaxed, her hips rolling. Her pussy contracted, grabbing at my fingers. Karis was so sexual in every way. She reveled in this part of human interaction.
Her expression was one of wonder, satisfaction, and if I wasn’t mistaken a little conceit. Had she always known this would inevitably happen between us?
I raked my gaze over her beautiful body.
My stiff cock nudged her belly. She took it in her grip and guided it between her thighs. Not inside her just nestled, flanked by smooth flesh and heat. I pumped my hips, thrusting my length until the tip popped out the backside of her. For a moment we perfected that move. But it wasn’t enough, especially once her lubricated pussy saturated the underside of my cock, making it slide more easily between her legs even with the condom on.
I reared back. Karis reached down and when the tip of my dick drew even with her hot opening, she pushed with her fingertips and inched the head inside her.
We both gasped at the sensation. I tried to thrust more fully into her, while she bore down.
I gripped her ass and pulled her more tightly to me. I ended up picking her up and tipping her back onto the bed. I followed her down, covering her.
Karis opened her knees.
“Oh yeah, much better,” I panted, my balls already stirring and tightening.
Impatient, I resumed my position and began easing inside. She was so hot, so tight. I wanted to bury myself deep. I plunged and found an incredible resistance.
It was then that I noted how tense she’d become. Her legs were taut, her bum clenched. And although her hands were on my hips, she wasn’t urging me on as I would have expected. Instead, she pushed against me.
“Relax, Kare.” A bit of the rigidity, left her. I pressed on, but again came up against an unexpected barrier. I was a little slow to process what was happening, as all my blood was rushing the opposite way from my brain. My cock throbbed painfully when I realized why.
“Karis?” I couldn’t fucking believe it.
“Don’t stop, Call.” Her gaze was glazed with desire. “This is the way I’ve always wanted it to be. Do it, Call, fuck me.”
I was shocked, but my body was on autopilot. Rearing back, I then plunged forward with purpose. I felt the give, maybe even a little pop. She cried out and I covered her mouth with mine, swallowing her pain. I buried myself deep inside my beautiful wild girl.
I tried my best to hold still, allowing her the time to get used to the invasion. She felt so good. Small. Amazing. My body was thrumming, screaming for me to move. And knowing that I was the only guy to ever be one with her this way was more than I could take. It filled me with a fierce kind of possession and protectiveness. Like a newb myself, I blew my load, my dick twitching inside her again and again until I was drained. “Ah, gawd!”
I looked down at her. She had her eyes shut tight, but one lone tear rolled down her temple and into her hair. I pulled out then eased down onto my side. I reached over and swiped the tear away.
“Did I hurt you?”
She opened her eyes and looked at me. Almost imperceptive, she shook her head. We both knew she was lying.
I’d always been consumed by passionate responses where Karis was concerned. From aggravation, to frustration. From such complete anger, I wanted to throttle her to being so turned on I thought I would die. But nothing I’d ever felt for her before could even come close to what was wending its way through my chest at the moment.
She traced my bottom lip with her thumb. “I was beginning to lose hope, pretty boy,” she confessed with a little smile.
I didn’t know what to say. I couldn’t quite believe the reputation that preceded her had been so greatly exaggerated. How could I have been so completely wrong? Every jerk I thought she’d ever fucked, she hadn’t.
She must have known exactly what I was thinking. “I told you not to believe all the hype, pretty boy. But if you’ll excuse me I’m gonna go clean up a little.”
I admired every bit of all that amazing bare skin as she walked across the room and disappeared into the bathroom. She may have just been plucked, but she still wasn’t inhibited.
I was thankful for the few minutes alone to freak out on my own, though. I ditched the condom and by the time she returned, I was cool. I lifted the sheet and she climbed back in.
“You okay?” I asked, brushing her hair back.
With a nod, she snuggled into the pillows. It was weird she seemed almost shy. But this was all new territory for me too. I’d never been with a virgin before. And this was Karis, an overwhelming experience in and of itself.
“So you wanna explain?”
“Huh.” She huffed on a semblance of a laugh. “Surprised ya, huh?”
“You could say that.”
She stroked my jaw. “You know the night you attacked Max?”
“I didn’t attack him, he was mauling you. I heard you say don’t and stop. Stupid thick-headed fucker didn’t know enough to…”
“No, you misheard. I said, don’t stop.”
I didn’t wanna hear that.
“I’d decided I may as well get it over with. That you’d never see me the way I wanted you to. I wanted so badly for you to be my first. But it didn’t matter what I did or didn’t do, you wouldn’t give in. I was going to have sex with him and then you grabbed him and decked him. I took it as a sign. Even if you didn’t want me, I promised myself, I’d wait for the guy who made me feel the way you did.”
“And?”
“I was still waiting. Until tonight.” She finished, watching me with a soft look on her face. “What changed for you, Call?”
“I don’t know. But since the minute I turned around and saw you at the restaurant, you’ve been on my mind. I spent some perfectly sleepless nights thinking about you. Us. Our history.” I shrugged. “It’s complicated. It started out as the whole stupid sister pact thing, but then I...”
“I thought maybe as my reputation got worse and more blown out of proportion, it turned you off, thinking that I’d been with all those guys?”
“It did, at times. Why didn’t you tell me?”
“You wouldn’t have believed me.” She searched my gaze.
She was right. I wouldn’t have. I would have chalked it up to one more of her tricks to try and get with me.
It changed everything.
“So I don’t understand. If all those guys never slept with you how did those rumors keep going?”
“‘Cause boys are assholes. Remember you pointed it out to me. Not one of them wanted to be th
at guy in the locker room who didn’t sleep with the sure thing. How damaging would that be to their rep? They made things up and some they didn’t.” She was quick to add, “And rest you know.”
Christ! Even her mom and dad and her brother believed it. I had. She’d duped us all.
“Your behavior made it all that more believable.”
“But it got to the point where I figured what did I have to lose? Everyone already thought the worst, I may as well be as bad as I chose and reap the benefits. Some of it was fun.” She shrugged.
But even now I was wondering… Yes, she saved her virginity; no other man had been inside her but me, but I wasn’t naive enough to think she hadn’t done everything else in between. She’d offered it to me countless times. There were tons of other ways to please a partner. I shook my head. I didn’t want to think about it. Hell, we’d done enough together in the past to confirm that suspicion. They didn’t keep coming back for nothing.
And how many times I’d picked her up from parties so drunk she didn’t even know where she was. How had she survived intact? Even if she hadn’t given it up freely, I’d always assumed they’d probably taken it anyway.
“How have you lasted this long? You seem like a very sexually needy girl, Kare.”
Her lovely mouth curved. “Oh, don’t kid yourself, Call, I’ve done everything else. Besides, I know how to please myself. I think you know a little about that.”
“Ah, fuck, do I. Do you know how many times I’ve thought about that?”
The image of her hand moving inside her shorts was branded in my brain. My cock started to inch its way back up, nudging her hip.
“I hoped you would. Did it make you hard when you thought about it?”
I thrust my rigid cock against her. “What do you think?”
“Did you jerk off? And think of me?”
“You play dirty, Kare.”
She reached to the side and stroked me. “Don’t I though?”
I captured her lips then coaxed her onto her back while taking the top.
I knew I’d hurt her earlier. There was no help for that, but I wanted to show her how good it could be.
I braced my arms on either side of her. Then I kissed her. She pulled me closer and I dispersed my weight so I wouldn’t crush her. Between the two of us rocking and slithering all over one another, my heat seeking cock found its own way to where it wanted to go.
She reached between us and using the tip of my cock, she rounded her clit.
“Fuck that feels good with nothing between us,” I murmured, while circling my hips to the cadence she’d set. The more aroused she became the slipperier the lubrication between us got. She switched between rubbing her pussy to stimulating her clit and dipping the tip of my cock into her hot cunt, teasing us both. Her body writhed. She became more vocal, her breathing heavy. And I followed every fucking demand her body made. This time, I didn’t want to wear a condom. It would feel so good commando.
The next time she tucked me inside I nudged her pussy, seeking entrance. “Ah.”
Tilting her pelvis, she pulled me even deeper.
“God, Kare, you’re so hot.”
“You too,” she whispered.
She pulled her knees up and I inched in more. The sensation of my skin next to hers was too exquisite to bear. “Are you on birth contro…uh…” Doing the right, responsible thing fled my mind and I sunk deep.
The moment her hips jerked and her pussy clutched at my dick, I wanted nothing more than to bury myself to the hilt. The Karis of old, I wouldn’t have even thought about doing this with without protection, but the knowledge that she’d only ever been with me, at least in this way, was too tempting to pass up. I knew it was irresponsible and reckless, and I was nothing if not Mr. Responsible, but man I’d never experienced anything this good. I savored every leap and pulse inside her hot satiny walls as I slid within, inch by glorious inch.
****
The next morning, I dragged her into the shower. Desperately, I wanted to make love to her again, but she’d confessed she was a little sore. Although, I was sorry in one way, I was strangely pleased in another.
I lathered up her flawless body, and got her off by finally giving her beautiful breasts the going over I’d denied us the night before. She was so responsive. Naturally sexual in a way I’d never seen in another woman. She loved to be touched and played with. And she knew how to do it for me too. Hell, just doing things to her got me off.
Afterwards, I made her breakfast, but the entire meal I could tell she was getting antsy to be on the road and back to school. I got the hint about the third mention. I tried not to take it personally.
We stood outside by her car kissing and hugging. The last thing I wanted to do was let her go.
“About how long is the drive?” I asked.
“I’ve got it down to under an hour now.”
“Will you shoot me a text when you get back?”
“Sure. I’ve gotta run back to my mom and dad’s and get my stuff, then I’ll get going. I can imagine what Mom will have to say about me not coming home last night.” She rolled her eyes.
Hmmm, what would her mother think?
“When do you think you might visit again?”
Looking off over my shoulder she shrugged. “I’m not sure. I don’t really come home that often anymore.”
“Yeah, I noticed.” I rubbed my cheek against hers. “So you won the bet. You never said… What’s your pleasure, my lady?”
“Hmmm? So many things I would like.” The smile was evident in her voice.
“Name it.” The images filtering through my mind were hot and endless.
“But all of the things I want require us being together. So what would you say to spending next weekend with me, at my place?”
“Your wish is my command.” I couldn’t wait.
Chapter Seven
It was a long week. It dragged on, even though we kept in touch through texts and Skyped almost every night.
First thing Friday morning I threw my duffel bag into the trunk of my car, so I could leave straight from work, which I did, promptly at five o’clock.
I programmed my GPS and hit the road. I was there within the hour.
I stood at the door, my stomach all jittery, my cock already thrumming with anticipation.
As soon as Karis opened the door I had lift off.
“Hey, my beautiful wild girl,” I said, dropping my bag and enveloping her in a tight hug. “Oh, wait, I guess I can’t call you that anymore.”
“Yes, you can. I want you and only you to call me wild.”
“Well that’s a good thing, since that’s what it says on my phone now.”
“I know, I put it there.”
“And I added the beautiful part.”
“Really, you did? Let me see.”
“No, wait, give me a minute.” I cushioned my hips against her so she’d know how much I’d missed her.
“Aaand he’s glad to see me.” She chuckled and hugged me in return before backing up.
I stepped in and realized she wasn’t alone. “Call, this is my roommate Val and her friend…”
“Oh, hey.” I nodded, barely sparing them a glance. “Where’s your room?” I asked already, backing her up. Pushy, perhaps. Rude, no doubt. But I couldn’t help it.
“Impatient, pretty boy?” She teased, but led the way in reverse.
“You’ve no fuckin’ idea.” Lacing my fingers into her hair, I cupped her jaw and pulled her in for a hot open-mouthed kiss. We fumbled clumsily down the hall until finally we shut the door to her room.
Still trying to keep our lips connected, I said, “Get your clothes off.” With one hand I untucked my t-shirt while pulling at the hem of hers. She undid her short shorts and let them fall to the floor. All other thought left my feeble brain when I realized she wasn’t wearing any panties.
“Was this for me?”
“What do you think?”
“Oh, thank you,” I said, droppi
ng to my knees. I cupped her nice round bum and pulled her forward. Then scrapped my stubble-covered chin over her perfectly smooth skin.
“Uhhh.” Her breath shuddered as she scooped her fingers into my hair.
“I’ve been thinking about this all week,” I said, kissing the fleshy hood above her clit. With a flick of my tongue I lapped between her pussy lips, abrading the sensitive little button.
“Mmm, pretty boy.” She mewled, opening her stance a little. “Awww, yeah, get it good.” She coaxed me on, stroking my jaw. At first I teased her with a feather light touch, but as her delicious juices began to flow and my excitement grew, I couldn’t go slow.
Karis backed up, and I followed. She placed her lovely ass on the mattress and reclined. She brought her heels up on the bed and parted her bent knees giving, me a view that made my mouth water. Then with her middle and index fingers she parted her labia. Her clit poked out. It was an invitation I couldn’t pass up and she looked so fucking hot in that pose.
I sucked on her clit, mashing my lips against hers impatiently.
“Ah, Call!”
I slipped two fingers inside her and pumped them in and out. Her pussy contracted. She dug her heels into the bed.
With my other hand, I unfastened my pants, in a hurry to replace my fingers. I stood, aimed, then buried myself in her sweet cunt.
****
We spent the entire weekend getting to know each other in the most intimate and inventive ways imaginable. We only surfaced to grab something to eat and once even that turned into something else.
Karis was like no woman I’d ever been with. But I guess I’d always known that would be the case. She knew what she wanted and she wasn’t afraid to ask for it. And she demanded the same from me. It was the best weekend of my life and I hated for it to end. But by Sunday evening, I had to get back for work the next morning, however I was loath to leave the bed and the woman in it.
“I’ve gotta get going, Kare,” I said, caressing her bare hip.
One of the best things about being alone with her was even when we weren't trying to be with each other, she was always touching me. Caressing me, rubbing my chest or arms. Even stroking my cock but not to arouse. She seemed to love to touch me. And I fucking loved it. I couldn’t get enough.
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