by Dani Wyatt
As I fight to control the fury that is building, Riona suddenly throws her arms around my neck and launches herself at me. Suddenly, I know what I must do. Soothe the beast and show her what I will give her every day for the rest of our lives.
Pleasure.
The weight I’ve been carrying on my shoulders all night disappears in that instant.
Her softness covers me. The scent of her is magic as I draw it into my lungs.
Knowing she wants me is all I need. The rest I’ll figure out later. She feels light against me as I wrap my arms around her back.
My embrace is so tight that I’m aware it may be hurting her but as her lips press to mine, I can’t bear the thought of letting her go.
I shift her weight and shove my hips between her legs, arranging her so she is straddling me. The length of my dick immediately senses the scorching heat of her cunt and engorges until my hard on is full and painful under my jeans.
Holding her tight, I hear the gasp that escapes into my lips where hers are warm and soft against mine. I part her lips with my tongue and the flavor of her is even more intoxicating than yesterday outside the pub.
I moan as our tongues touch and feel like I may break at the hunger rising inside of me. Our kiss makes me ravenous, and she’s the meal. A meal I’ve been starving for my entire life. I snake my hands up her back and into the wild mess of her hair, feeling each strand brush against the backs of my fingers.
In my mind I want to be gentle but in my state I know that’s impossible. I want all time and space between us to disappear. In some part of me she’s awakened, I wish I had known her as a child so I could be there when she was hurt or scared. Teach her things. Watch her grow up and never miss a birthday or holiday with her.
Part of me is fucking angry that I’ve missed so much of her life.
As I grip her hair by the roots and feel her body melt against me I give up any fairy tale of gentle.
Her arms tighten around my neck and I begin to rock her naked cunt up and down my dick. There’s no doubt she feels me, and I increase the speed. Our mouths are wide, tongues winding and tasting. It’s like our mouths are fucking each other and if this is a prelude to the real thing, I will die the happiest man that ever graced this earth.
Her breathing comes faster into our kiss and her hips move on their own. Cum seeps out of my cock and I’m on the edge already. She’s sweet and the fucking sexiest thing I’ve ever seen as she takes some control of her own pleasure.
I tighten my hands into her hair, pulling her head back and separating our lips. Any distance between us offends me, however, and I bury my face into her neck, gritting my teeth.
“Jesus Christ.” I’m out of breath, unable to control my actions as I bite the skin where I feel her pulse race.
A soft yelp scurries over my ears, her moans telling me what I need to know. I understand. My entire body feels like it is on fire.
I say a tiny prayer that I can give her everything she deserves.
My inexperience rattles through me, but there’s also this primal sense that I know Riona. I know her in ways that make zero sense but are no less true. I can’t explain it, but there’s a connection between us that is better than any experience I could have had and her pleasure will be my muse.
I lick and kiss her neck until I can’t stand it anymore. She’s a feather in my arms as I lift her up and stand, turning in one smooth motion to lay her down on the bed. As I release her hair, running my hands down the front of her T-shirt, I let my fingers linger over every soft curve. Her nipples are pushing out on the fabric and I want to taste them.
I want to taste all of her. And I want to repeat it every day until our last.
I stare down to see her green eyes wide, unsure.
“Are you scared, Gingersnap?” I ask.
I watch her swallow as I brace my arms on either side of her shoulders, boxing her beneath me. I can feel my control wavering, but I do not want her to fear me.
Leaning down, I place a gentle kiss on her lips, then push myself back up and wait for her to answer.
With a soft shake of her head she finally forms words. “I’m not scared of you. But I am scared. My heart is beating so fast.”
“I don’t want you to be scared. But feel this…” I reach down and pull one of her hands to my chest, placing it over my heart. “You’re doing that to mine, too, so it’s only fair.”
“This has been so strange. Since that first day you walked into the bar, I felt like I knew you. From a long time ago, maybe, as if it’s from another life or something.” Her face turns red, embarrassed, but I get it. “I mean, I barely know you and yet I know you better than anyone ever before in my life. I know that sounds stupid. I would have never said something like that to anyone. Ever. Not before you. How is it I trust you? After, what? A week? I trust you completely, like it’s totally natural. I may be just a stupid girl—”
I cut her off with a kiss and listen to her soft moan as I spread her lips with my tongue, calming her for a moment before I answer. Once I feel her relax, I pull back and move my hand to hold her cheeks and force her eyes up to mine.
“You are not a stupid girl. In fact, you are my girl, and yes you should trust me. Because if you are stupid then I am the dumbest man on the face of the earth. Because since that first second I saw you, Ri, something came alive inside me, something that I think has been buried since our last lifetime together. So, we are in this craziness together. And it’s the most real thing I’ve ever known.”
She’s danced in my dreams for my lifetime, faceless and beyond my grasp. But for the last few days since we finally met, she’s tortured me every hour of the day, every thought, every dream. And my world has been turned upside down.
I know from some things she’s said that she’s pure, as green as me. Told me as much when she said she’d never even really been kissed. She has never even had so much as a boyfriend. And that couldn’t make me happier. But what she doesn’t know is, the same applies to me.
Lowering my hand from her cheeks, I let my fingers course down her neck and over the thin fabric of my T-shirt, which is more beautiful on her than any haute couture creation walked on the runway. When my hand finally comes to cup the weight of each of her tits, her eyes flick to mine and there’s a hitch in her breathing.
My cock sounds the alarm at the contact, and the scent from between her legs tickles at my nose which only serves to send cum dripping out of the tip. I’m desperate to be inside of her, but I will wait. I have to. I’ve promised myself.
And I’ve waited for the real thing this long, so as much as it feels like it may kill me I will wait a little longer.
But today, I will get a taste of her. I will hear the sounds she makes when she cums and see if they match the ones in my dreams.
I twirl the hard peaks of her nipples between my fingers, my eyes trained on her face. Her lips fall open as her eyelids flutter.
“You like that?” I lean into her ear and ask on a growl.
She answers in a soft, “uh huh” and the rumble in my chest grows.
I’ve never growled before, but right now if any other man came between us, I could tear his throat out with my teeth.
The offending fabric between us has pushed me as far as I can take. I make quick work of ripping it up and off her head, and she smiles as her hair spills wildly over her face. Before the fabric hits the floor, my head spins at her beauty. Soft pink nipples pull tight for my eyes only. The white skin of the rest of her is nearly translucent, begging for my mark. I fight to keep myself from looking down towards her cunt, but of course I lose.
The holy grail of my dreams is right there. Sure, I’ve taken my glances when I showered her last night, but that was clinical by necessity.
Today is different. Soft pink folds peek out with just a hint of ginger curls decorating the triangle above her slit. She’s glistening. Turning my already painful erection into the most excruciating torture.
It is probably a good
thing I don’t plan on taking her completely today because finding my gentle side and not harming her would be fucking hard.
I lower her back so she rests against the pile of pillows and use my fingertips to arrange her hair behind her head. As I do, her eyes flicker, half lidded but as alive as I feel and willing as I’d prayed she would be.
“I just need to taste you. I won’t fuck you today, Ri. And don’t take that the wrong way. For me, fucking you and making love to you are different but the same. Okay? I won’t make love to you until you are my wife. I’ll also fuck you then, you’ll see the difference and enjoy them both.”
Her lips open to reply but she sucks her words in on a gasp as I bring my mouth to the nearest nipple. Cupping her left breast in both my hands, I feed it to my mouth like a man starved for too long and finally finding an endless buffet.
When her back arches into me, sounds of pleasure springing from her lips, she anoints me as her king. I feel her body twitch beneath me as I eat at her tits. Back and forth I grope and suck and bite until she’s shaking and her hands come to tug at my hair.
Her aroma of lust is more than this man can take. Her cunt so close I can’t fucking wait anymore.
“Open your legs.” I command as I shift back, running my hands down her sides and over the outside of her hips.
I watch as she uncrosses her legs and does as I say. Her face is already pink with blush, exploding into a deep rose that travels down her entire torso.
I help her along, lowering my hands down each leg and pulling them farther apart for my viewing pleasure. I tug her ankles apart and another growl comes from some deep, ancient part of my very soul.
“God, I’ve been dreaming of that scent my entire life.” I bring my face down and run my tongue into the crease along her thigh. She jumps and jerks but leaves herself open for me. When I glance up, I’m taken aback as she watches, licking her lip as she does.
I pull back to examine her up close. I want to memorize this moment and every slick detail. Rage pounds in my dick, making it feel like I am going to explode. There’s this internal dialogue I have going on with my cock, telling him just a little longer. That we’ve waited this long, and we are going to do this right.
Of course, I’ve never been up close and personal with a woman and I couldn’t be happier about that. I couldn’t imagine comparing her perfection to anyone that came before.
I bring my hands to her outer lips, pinching them between my thumb and forefinger as I spread her apart. Inhaling deeply, I glance up to see her still watching with such bright-eyed innocence it only serves to tighten her grip on my heart.
I take a long moment to appreciate her. Not just her pussy but her entire being. How a fuck like me could be so lucky to be here with a woman like her right now I’m not sure, but I’ll live the rest of my days trying to earn her over and over.
Her pink gash is slick. I watch as a little more lubrication gathers in her opening and all thoughts turn to scooping that delicious nectar up with my tongue and swallowing her down, making her a part of me forever.
“You okay, baby?” I grunt out as my eyes ravage her naked form.
“I think so.” Her soft voice shakes as I bring my lips to pepper kisses on her inner thighs, reveling in how they vibrate with each contact.
Her tits always looked amazing behind her Parting Glass T-shirts, but the way they lay soft and full on her lush form is beyond stunning. I could stay here for a lifetime and just look at her if it wasn’t for the primal thudding in my brain that needs more.
“My mouth is going on this cunt.” I leave no room for doubt. “I’ve never touched a woman before. But I’ll do whatever I have to do, to make sure I bring you every pleasure you deserve, my sunshine. I want your cum in my mouth today. I’ll eat you until you do. I need that, I need it.”
I run my thumb around her clit, not touching it directly, wanting to build up to that. I’m deliberately gentle, biting the inside of my cheek to keep from cumming in my pants at the contact.
“What?” Her voice is distant, soft, hazy.
I press firmly with my thumb, drawing a long moan from her throat. “What is it?”
“You said you’d never touched a woman…so how is it you know how—oh my God…”
“And I meant it.” I run a finger down the back of her thigh, making her shiver. “I’ve never been with another woman, Ri, and I don’t intend to. You’re the one for me. The one and only.”
“That’s—geez” Her body quivers. “That’s nice,” she finishes, and I chuckle at the banality of the word. It couldn’t be sexier.
Softly, gently, I begin to explore and stroke her outer and inner lips with the fingers of both hands. “Keep your legs wide baby, okay? Don’t ever be embarrassed. Promise me, because I’ve never imagined anything as beautiful as what you are to me right now.”
“I’m not.” She shakes her head, then adds. “Embarrassed, I mean. I thought I would be.” A naughty smile curves her lips. “I just feel…” She pauses on a deep inhale then finishes. “I just feel beautiful.”
“That is the most precious thing you could have told me, Ri. I think my fucking heart just grew three sizes.” I smile back. “Along with my dick.”
As she giggles in response, I decide I can’t wait any longer and descend on her open sex. I kiss along each side first, then run my tongue up and down until her legs are quivering and juice is dripping out of her core.
When I finally slip my tongue into her virgin opening, it’s like a bomb detonating in my soul. Her flavor travels through me from my mouth to every other part of my body as though she has become a part of my very DNA in this second.
I lap up every drop her of her, running my tongue around the barrier and with a greedy swallow I suck out more.
Her noises ramp up, and I have to admit I never realized how fucking hot that would be. She isn’t holding back, and her sounds are growing louder the rougher I am with her.
I center my mouth over her clit and suck hard. Then I nibble and bite down, and my sweet virgin’s hips rise up to ride my mouth, making me feel like I’ve just won some long-fought battle. I taste her innocence, her youth and her beauty as I devour her. She’s owned me already, but now there is nothing that could save me.
There will never be anyone but her.
My heart pounds in my chest as I look up to see her watching me. Her hands come to grab at my hair and she fucks herself onto my tongue as I stab inside of her.
That action seems to push her over. Her head falls back and her voice cracks on a few Ooohhhs and Oh Gods. I eat and eat her until her clit is hard and full and I am able to play with that swollen nub with my fingers while I keep fucking her with my tongue.
I realize I could do this for hours. Just stay right here where I’ve never felt so at home.
Her body stills and her fingers tear at my hair. She is close now, and I keep up my assault, sliding one hand up the center of her body and clutching at her throat.
I’m not sure what has come over me to make me do it, to make me so possessive, but right now I am acting on pure instinct and I need her to know her entire body belongs to me. From her breath to her pleasure, it’s all mine.
At the clutch of my hand on her throat, she releases her grip in my hair and grabs her knees, spreading herself as far apart for me as possible.
I groan into her soaking snatch and speak between licks. “Give it to me, God damn it. Give it to me.”
With those words and the tightening of my hand at her throat, her body explodes, and she comes hard, fucking my mouth and dripping her juice onto my tongue. Her voice turns from moans to screams and I have to use more force than I imagined just to hold her thrashing body down so I can swallow the stream of cum that weeps from her body.
I settle my tongue inside her as far as I can reach, feeling the undulations of her walls and being a direct recipient of the juice her body releases for me. I devour her until she weeps on my face two more times. I do not know how much time has
passed. I am happier here between her legs than I’ve ever been in my life, and fuck if she knows, but she’s going to be hard pressed to not have me taking up permanent residence.
I’m sure getting my dick inside her will have me as awestruck as having my mouth on her, but at this moment, it’s damn hard to imagine anything in this world—or this lifetime—that could top the feeling of eating her out.
“Babygirl…” I mutter the words into her sopping cunt, and to my shock her body convulses again, streaming another wet round of cum into my willing mouth while she moans with pleasure.
That simple word feels so right falling from my lips, and apparently it resonates just as deeply with Ri.
When her body finally stills, I kiss my way up her trembling belly, lighting for a moment to cherish each tit and nipple, lapping at the hard peaks before resuming my journey and biting the nape of her neck.
“God.” She moans, tilting her head to the side to give me better access, offering herself to me.
That simple movement has the beast inside me clawing to the surface, raging at me to get my cock inside her and show the world who she belongs to with a swollen belly and my child.
“You are my Babygirl, aren’t you?” I whisper in a throaty rumble as I get to her ear.
“Yes.” She nods on a returned whisper and I drop a hand to grasp at her drenched cunt and grip her there just as I did her neck a few moments ago.
My grip is not gentle. I dig my fingers into her slick, delicate sex and feel her body melt beneath me.
“This is fucking mine now. I’m going to take care of you, Ri. Always.”
She nods, mouth open and eyes closed as I sweep my tongue down to feel the pulse racing beneath her jaw. The rhythm of her heartbeat matches the pounding of my own pulse in my ears.
Her body trembles, her hands flying up to press against the headboard, steadying herself for whatever will come next.