“You’re gonna make me come—oh god!” I felt my arms shake.
“Not yet…” Damien pulled his tongue away. “You need to enjoy this for a little while—it’ll make your orgasm so much better.”
“I can’t control it…” I moaned, and my hips moved towards him.
“I can.” He squeezed my inner thighs and started making wider circles that didn’t make contact with my clit.
I was being teased in the best and worst kind of way at the same time. Damien kept his tongue rotating with wider circles around the circumference of my clit and worked his way back for a few quick flicks before he moved away again. The teasing didn’t lessen the excitement or desire but pulled me back from the edge of the orgasm my body was craving. Not being in control of the pleasure while it coursed through my body was a new feeling. I rushed my orgasms—Damien took his time. The ultimate source of pleasure for me was always the release, not the build towards it—the build was just the threshold to cross before my body got the reward it begged for. Damien showed me that the build could be even better.
“That feels so good…” A long sigh passed across my lips.
Damien didn’t respond. He just kept his tongue moving around my clit. He teased it, pleasured it, and made the pressure grow to the point that it was almost unbearable. It tore at my thoughts and destroyed what I knew of bliss—without pushing me towards the ultimate euphoria that wanted to consume me. Time ceased to have meaning. Damien trapped me in the moment and held me there.
The pressure grew to the point that it passed unbearable and actually started to be uncomfortable agony, yet it still felt amazing. All I could do was exist in that moment. The anticipation made me quiver—shake—and then his tongue circled back to my clit. He didn’t move away when the pleasure started to get stronger. It felt like he was finally going to let me come.
“Oh fuck!” My nails dug into Damien’s scalp.
I tried to tell him that I was about to come, but the words got caught in my throat. Maybe they stayed there because I was terrified that he would pull me back from the edge again without letting me taste the pleasure my body demanded. My body started to convulse. I didn’t have to tell Damien I was spinning towards an orgasm. There was no hiding it. Thankfully, his tongue didn’t move away from my clit. He turned the tight bundle of nerves into pure bliss. The pressure released—a gasp echoed in my throat—and the orgasm tore through my body.
It was like nothing I had ever experienced before. It peaked so hard that my head spun, then I stayed at the peak for what could have very well been an eternity. The convulsions continued, each one coming with another strong surge of bliss that coursed through my veins—and each one felt like a mini-orgasm that joined with the one that was consuming my soul. I finally felt the pressure fully release and spiraled from the peak like I was falling from the sky. Damien’s tongue slowed down in unison with the orgasm until both were done. Instead of a crash landing at the end of my fall, I simply floated into the afterglow, and my eyes closed.
“I’ve never…” A long sigh escaped my lips as I struggled to finish my sentence. “I’ve never felt anything like that.”
“Your body is meant to experience pleasure.” He lifted up and grazed his fingers across my skin. “There will be a lot more of it before we’re done…”
I don’t even think it’s possible to be nervous about losing my virginity after that.
Damien continued to trace my curves, and his lips started to tease my skin as I tried to recover from the orgasm. I wanted him, but I didn’t want to be a dead weight on the mattress when I made love for the first time. I thought it would take some time for my body to be ready for more, but the fire was stoked back to life fairly quickly in Damien’s arms. He kissed my nipples, turned them into hard nubs, then moved up to my neck. I felt my pussy begin to tingle again when he started to kiss the sensitive skin beneath my earlobe. It wasn’t as intense as it was the first time, but I was still getting turned on—it didn’t take long for the desire to start flooding through my veins. It rejuvenated me.
“Are you ready?” Damien pressed his lips to my ear.
“Not yet…” I purred my response.
“What’s wrong?” He leaned back. “Did I do something wrong?”
“No.” A smile spread across my face, and I bit down on my bottom lip. “I just want something else first.”
I moved my tongue along my lips as I slid my hands to Damien’s swim trunks and started to push them down. I got his swim trunks past his hips and partially down his thighs—that was enough for him to kick them the rest of the way off. Damien’s cock was already hard—and it throbbed in my hand when I wrapped my fingers around it. I massaged it with my hand until it was fully engorged, and I saw the same fire in his eyes that had been radiating in mine.
I wasn’t fully recovered, even if the desire had returned. I didn’t think Damien would mind waiting a little longer—if I did something for him. I had never done it before, but I understood the basics. I hoped that would be enough to get me started. I pushed him onto his back and started the press my lips to his skin. It didn’t take him long to figure out what I had in mind—especially when I kissed my way past his abdominal muscles.
He took me to heaven—now I’m going to do the same for him.
Chapter Ten
Damien
I didn’t expect my date with Leigh to be anything more than a romantic evening on the beach. I certainly didn’t expect her to spy on me while I was changing—or to have her give me a show that made my cock throb. There was no way I could resist putting my hands on those gorgeous curves after that. I didn’t care if she was a virgin. The fire that flickered in her aquamarine eyes told me that she didn’t want to be innocent in my arms. Making her come was a pleasure—feeling her body react to my touch was intoxicating. I was ready to make her beg for more, but as soon as I felt her lips moving down my chest, I realized she wasn’t the one that was about to start begging. Those soft, pouty lips were going to do a lot more than kiss me.
“Have you figured out what I want yet?” Leigh kissed along the bottom of my abdominal muscles and lifted up with a devious grin on her face.
“I want it a lot more than you do.” I exhaled sharply.
“Maybe…” Her tongue slid along her bottom lip.
Leigh was a lot more adventurous than I expected. I was so consumed by lust and driven by instincts that the weight of her confession of innocence barely registered until that sweet cherry was on my tongue. By then, it was too late to think about it—too late to do anything but make her first experience beautiful. I wanted to be more than just her first. I wasn’t the kind of man that could enjoy the pleasures of the bedroom and walk away.
I watched as Leigh kissed her way along my pelvis and made the sensitive skin tingle with anticipation. She moved her tongue down to the base of my dick and started to tease my balls. She circled each one of them—repeated the motion—and then made my whole body tense up when she made one more rotation that was a slow caress. A gentle kiss was placed on each one before she let her tongue drag along the bottom of my shaft—my length throbbed against her tongue until she got to the top. Her tongue swirled around the head several times, and those soft, pouty lips parted—enough to let the head slide between them.
“God damn, that feels good…” I sighed, and the head of my cock pulsated against her tongue.
I could tell Leigh was inexperienced. She was moving slow and feeling things out with her tongue—finding out what made me squirm—but damn if it didn’t already feel amazing. There was an eagerness in her eyes. My tongue did things to her that she never knew she could experience, and she was determined to return the favor—even if it wasn’t necessary. Her sweet cherry was what I truly desired, but I wasn’t going to pull away from her warm, wet mouth in order to get it. We had all night to enjoy the pleasures that she had never felt—the pleasures I thought I would never feel again. Lust may have been coursing through my veins, but the emotiona
l connection I shared with Leigh went further than the desires of the flesh.
“That feels even better.” I let out a loud moan when her lips moved further down my shaft.
She went slow and took her time, but those pouty lips were so fucking sweet as another inch disappeared between them. Natural instincts seemed to quickly guide her in the right direction. Her tongue slowly massaged the bottom of my cock as she made a tight seal with her lips. My cock immediately throbbed in response, and I heard a moan echo from her throat. Her saliva coated my shaft, and she began to move her lips faster. That caused my whole body to tense up, and my balls got tight. It felt so amazing that my body begged for a release—it had been a long time—I was aching for it. I fought against the urges, despite wanting to give in to what I craved so fucking bad.
“Don’t stop…” A gasp roared from my throat as more of my cock disappeared between her lips.
Leigh slid my length into her throat, and I heard a light gag as she adjusted to it. I tensed up again and felt my body screaming for the release it had been denied for so damn long. Leigh kept her lips moving, even as she struggled to take my cock deeper. After several quick motions that made her hair fall against my thighs, she pushed the head of my dick into the back of her throat. There was another gag, followed by a moan as she let it slide past the barrier that tried to stop further progress. She was so damn close to swallowing every inch—and I was doing everything in my power not to show her how good it felt by erupting in her throat.
“Oh god…” My hand got tangled in her beautiful auburn hair. “If you keep going, I’m going to come!”
I kept my desire in check as I let Leigh control the motions rather than rushing for the climax my body was desperate for. A couple of moans echoed in her throat, and she moved her lips along my entire length. She pulled my cock deep into her throat—as far as it would go—and her lips pressed against my skin. Her movements got faster as her head bobbed along my shaft. I couldn’t fight it anymore. The needed was simply too strong. The pressure in my balls got so tight that they felt like they were going to force me to erupt, whether I was ready or not. My body tensed up—my hand squeezed into a fist and gripped her hair.
“I’m…” I tried to warn her, but the words got trapped in my throat.
Leigh didn’t pull away when she realized that I was about to erupt in her mouth. Her moans got louder—welcoming—begging me to do it. I didn’t need an invitation. I was at the point of no return. I felt the lust overpower me in an instant. My seed surged through my shaft and exploded into Leigh’s mouth. She moved her lips faster and started to swallow. Another eruption was coming, and there was no way to stop it. Leigh didn’t break from the rhythm she had going. I filled her mouth with cum, and her tongue coaxed the bottom of my shaft to give her more—until there was nothing left. The bliss soared through my body as I climaxed. Leigh massaged my cock with her tongue, and when the last drop was gone, she lifted up with a lust practically radiating from her eyes.
“Now I’m ready for what comes next…” A slight gasp got hung in her throat.
“Are you?” I leaned forward, slid my hand along Leigh’s back and around the curve of her ass until I felt her wetness against my finger.
“Yes!” Leigh moaned and shuddered when my finger pushed into her pussy.
I pulled her into my arms without moving my finger away from her pussy. She was ready, but I needed a moment to recover from the amazing blowjob she gave me. Her pussy was so wet that it was practically dripping onto the sheets. Her nipples turned into hard nubs when they pressed against my muscled chest. I pulled my finger out, rubbed her clit a couple of times, and then traced her pussy lips again. She was so turned on that her body tensed up, and goosebumps erupted across the surface of her skin.
“Is this pretty little pussy going to come for me again?” I continued to trace her pussy lips and felt them getting wetter by the second.
“Oh god…” Leigh bit down on her bottom lip and moaned.
“You’re so fucking wet.” I pushed my finger inside her pussy until I felt her hymen. “This cherry is ready to be popped…”
“Yes!” Leigh nodded against my chest.
I squeezed Leigh’s ass and rolled her over onto her back. Our eyes met, and I saw the desire burning brighter than it had all night. There was no lingering regret—no hesitation—she wanted me as much as I wanted her. She was such an amazing woman. Her first time had to be absolutely perfect. It would be a moment that bonded us together as long as either of us drew breath. The forces that brought us together the night we met in the Pembroke Hotel had carried us further than I expected in such a short period of time, but she was quickly pulling my heart out of my chest in order to claim it as her own. There was no denying what I felt for her—the feelings I thought were dead and buried had come back to life.
My hands moved against Leigh’s skin, and our lips met. I forced her legs apart and gently massaged her clit as I dropped between her thighs. Despite the hunger, there was no reason to rush—I had all night to make sure that her first time was beautiful. I moved my finger a little faster against her clit and then pushed another one inside her. So was incredibly tight, but I kept moving my finger so that her body could get used to the feeling.
“That feels—really good…” Leigh moaned and her pussy spasmed on my finger—she was on the edge of an orgasm. “I don’t want to come until you’re inside me…”
“You’re going to come several times once I’m inside you.” I lifted up and grabbed the base of my cock.
You may not even be able to walk when you wake up in my arms tomorrow…
Chapter Eleven
Leigh
It was impossible not to have some degree of nervousness as I approached the unknown. The anticipation was enough to keep the fear out of my head, but my heart was still beating hard in my chest. I had an intense emotional connection with Damien—but that wasn’t the only thing that made me crave his touch. He made me feel things I had never felt before and want things I never experienced. My body was on fire. He had already made me come, but I was ready to feel those endorphins again. I needed them to course through my veins.
Damien wrapped his hand around the base of his cock and guided it towards my wetness. There was a fierceness in his eyes—a craving that matched my own. He started to push the head of his dick into the entrance of my pussy, and I felt myself being stretched around his girth. I expected the ache that came with it, but I was so turned on that it barely registered until he pushed his cock deeper. He leaned forward, pressed his lips to mine, and gave me a couple of gentle thrusts. Two more put him against my hymen, and he left his cock buried there as he ravaged my mouth his tongue. My head was spinning when he finally lifted up, and I didn’t even feel the ache anymore—I just felt the pressure building inside me, driven by the tease of his lips and the anticipation of so much more.
“Are you going to come again before I even get to pop your cherry?” Damien moved a hand to my pelvis and started to massage my clit with his thumb.
“If you do that I will…” My eyes opened wide, and I felt the surge of pleasure shoot through my body.
Damien kept his thumb against my clit and gave me a couple of harder thrusts. I felt my hymen being stretched, but the pleasure was too strong for anything else to register. Damien drove one of his harder thrusts into it, and the thin membrane was shattered. He quickly shifted his weight as he pushed past it and pulled his hand away from my clit. There was a hint of pain, but a few more thrusts allowed him to go deeper. It felt good, even if it the ache intensified as my pussy was stretched around his girth.
“Don’t stop…” I put my hands on his hips and felt the muscles flex as he prepared for his next thrust.
Damien didn’t respond with words, but the look in his eyes said everything I needed to hear—he had no intention of stopping. His desire was as furious as mine. He started to rhythmically drive his cock into my pussy—each thrust went a little deeper than the one
that preceded it. My body reacted to him, and the real pleasure began to bloom. It was better than having his tongue on my clit—better than his touch—and the pressure returned with a vengeance. There was no way that I was going to be able to hold back. It felt too damn good.
“I’m gonna come!” My nails dug into Damien’s hips.
“Come for me, baby.” Damien leaned forward until his lips were against my ear. “I want you to show me how good it really feels.”
Damien’s thrusts continued at the same pace as I got closer, and then they got harder when my pussy began to spasm. A gasp escaped my throat, and I felt the pressure release. The bliss flooded my body like a tidal wave crashing against the shore. Damien’s thrusts got even harder—and faster. I couldn’t focus on anything except the pure pleasure that Damien brought to life inside my body. The orgasm peaked, and I barely got a chance to enjoy it before Damien’s quick thrusts pushed another ember into the fire.
“Damn, your pussy is so fucking tight,” Damien growled into my ear. “I love the way it feels when you come.”
“You’re going to feel it again!” I threw my head back and moaned so loud it made my ears ring.
Another orgasm tore through my body, and Damien began to drive his cock deep inside my pussy while it spasmed on his length. He went so deep that I felt a quick ache, but the pain was consumed by the overwhelming feeling of pleasure. The first orgasm was still descending from the peak when the second one carried me so high; I felt like I was in the clouds. Deep powerful thrusts were hammered into me, and I came harder than I thought was possible. Damien was as deep as he could go, and it felt amazing. The second orgasm peaked longer than the first one. I could feel Damien’s cock throbbing inside me and pulsating with every single thrust—then I felt something else—bliss that came out of nowhere and made my entire body surge with a new feeling of euphoria.
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