by Ember Flint
“What?” I ask.
His smile gets bigger. “That thing you wanna say.”
I nod to myself laughing, my fingers playing in dark his beard.
“Oh that thing…”
“Yeah that one…”
“You first!”
“I said it already!”
I slap his chest. “Are we keeping score?”
He chuckles. “No, baby. Never! I love you.”
I pull him down to me and don’t stop until our lips are just one single breath away.
“I love you too, Zander,” I finally admit, and I don’t think I’ve ever known a bigger joy in my life than the one I feel when I see the look of happiness in his eyes before he leans closer and his lips touch mine, erasing the distance between us completely.
Our mouths clash together with a force and a desire that leave me completely dizzy.
I was expecting this to be soft, at least at first, but I guess we both are too far gone to be anything but utterly on fire right now.
Zander’s arms coil around me and he pulls me up into him, until my breasts are smashed against his hard, unyielding chest and then he drops me into his lap, our bodies fastening around each other’s.
My thighs fall open and go over his hips without much input from me, this is all new to me and I’m working on pure instinct right now.
I feel him deepened the kiss even further, his tongue chasing mine into my mouth and I moan into the kiss, feeling my body melts into him as his hands clutch insistently at my curves.
I feel my breasts grow heavier, my nipples hardening against the large wall of his sinewy chest and chaffing against the suddenly stifling material of my bra.
I move up and down onto his lap and I start to shake when I feel him going harder and growing bigger in the cradle of my thighs, his erection digging into my center.
I flush all over and my panties grow hot and wet when I feel his hardness surge against me through our clothes and I hear the tortured growl that pours from his lips and right past mine, making me whimper in desire as we move against each other.
Our mouths are still locked when I feel one of Zander’s hands slide up from his possessive hold over one of my hips and move to my back first and then up into my hair.
Zander grips a fistful of my strands and makes me gasp into his mouth as he pulls lightly on it. He tilts my head backward and holds me in place for his kisses. His fingers tangle in my hair and I feel his grip tighten a little, but it doesn’t hurt.
I can feel the possessiveness behind his action, but there’s something gentle in his touch, like he wants me to remember that I’m his, but also that I’m safe with him, just like he promised I would be.
He breaks the kiss, panting. “If we’re gonna stop, we better stop now, love. I need you too much to trust myself with more of this,” he explains on my lips as we both breathe hard, sharing air.
I look into his eyes and see all that he told me so clearly in their depths, I don’t know how I could have doubted this.
“Zander?”
“Yes, baby?” he asks, trailing kisses over my temple and forehead and down my cheeks.
“I don’t wanna stop.”
I feel his hands tighten on me. “You sure?” he asks, his voice rough.
I nod, pressing my forehead to his.
“I’m sure. I want to get closer to you, I want…”
“What, Alexa?”
I huff out a breath, my hands caressing the side of his neck and his shoulder as my lower body still sways on his still-trapped hardness.
“I want everything.”
He pulls me into him for another kiss and then he stands up, taking me with him, my legs around his waist and his hands on my ass.
“Then that’s exactly what you gonna get, baby. I’ll always give you what you need.”
Chapter 5
ZANDER
I walk us backward through the hall and into my bedroom, our lips latched onto each other, my hands on her lush bountiful ass and her thick thighs wrapped around my waist, every wiggle of her soft petite body against mine, making my hard cock jump painfully in the tight confines of my jeans.
I’ve never felt like this before: I’m so horny, I don’t think a full week sunk down to my balls in her pussy is going to be enough and at the same time I feel this tenderness for her in my heart.
The thoughts running in my head are both filthy and sweet and throwing my brain into a state of total chaos.
I want to keep her safe, protect her and cuddle her, placing my body between her own and all the bad things out there, but I also want to fuck her until it hurts and she’s completely covered in my passion inside and out.
I push the door open with my foot and then close it back behind us even if right now we are utterly alone in my wing, I need to know there’s something keeping us apart from the rest of the world.
I break our kiss and she whimpers in disappointment, making me smile.
“Zander…”
I throw her down over my huge, custom-made king size bed and she bounces off of the mattress, her big hazel eyes full of that spark that keeps igniting my darkness.
I lower myself onto her curves, her legs going on either side of me; my eyes on hers, my heart stuttering away in my chest.
“I’m right here, baby.”
My lips fall once again on hers, giving us both what we need, and my cock strains against her center, my heart throbbing through my length.
The fucking thing hasn’t gone down a minute since I got my first look of her lovely face, her curvy little body and this gorgeous mane of honey-colored glossy locks on her head.
I bury my face into her neck and breathe into her sweet scent of apple and I groan.
Fuck, if the scent of her skin can make me shoot pre-cum at this rate, I can barely wrap my mind around what the sweetness between her thighs is gonna do to me.
I clutch her to my body, raising her flaring hips into my own.
She feels so damn fucking perfect in my arms, so tiny and mine, I don’t think I’m gonna let us leave this bedroom for at least a week.
I try to keep my fingers from gripping her too tight, her skin is so soft and her complexion is so creamy I’m sure it’s gonna bruise if I don’t control myself, but fuck it if the thought doesn’t please me a little now that I think about it: I’d never hurt her, but I like the idea of having my mark on her flawless little body.
My lips seek hers again, my tongue chasing hers, and she throws her arms around my neck, trustingly as she kisses me back.
I hug her to me, basking in the joy of the moment as I look her over, too happy to put my feelings into words.
I can’t believe she agreed to be mine.
My eyes fall on her large breasts straining against the cotton of her pale purple tee, the words ‘don’t flatter yourself: I only look up to you ‘cause I’m short’ are printed over the front and they make me smile.
She’s too fucking adorable for words in all of her little quirks, her fire shining through in everything she does, even putting on a top with the precise intent of pissing me off.
I kiss her nose and roughly pull the T-shirt from her body, witnessing firsthand how her pale skin lights up from the inside as a rosy blush hits her chest.
I pull my polo off and throw it onto the floor.
She’s too beautiful for words and I tell her as much making her blush turn a deeper shade as my hands and mouth drop on the firm weight of her breasts, nibbling what her lacy brassiere can’t contain before I rent it into in my hands, eager to get at her nipples.
“You brute!” she scolds, but she’s smiling brilliantly at me.
I feel more pre-cum beading the tip of my hard dick at the sensation of my hands molding to her firm, soft tits, my mouth watering for a taste of her coral-colored nipples as I delight in the sight of the goosebumps spreading onto her chest.
Alexa mewls my name softly, the gold of
her eyes turning a shade darker.
We start to kiss again, even more frantically now, our hands pawing at the rest of our clothes until I’m fully naked and all she’s wearing is a tiny peach-colored pair of boy-shorts.
I drive my rock-hard cock against her hot little treasure and my heart-rate spikes when I feel the sticky wetness coating her panties singe my tip.
“Fuck me, you’re so pretty, baby, I’m almost scared to touch you.”
She looks up at me and gives me a little embarrassed grin, her hand caressing my jaw and playing in my beard, she’s obsessed with it and I’m thinking of letting it grow a little longer if it really gets her this hot for me.
“But you’re gonna touch me, aren’t you? I’m going to explode if you don’t,” she sasses back, perfectly echoing the way I’m feeling right now.
If I don’t kiss her all over, touch her all over and start to fuck her pronto, I’m gonna end up cumming all over myself.
Not that it would do much to get my cock to slow the fuck down, I don’t think anything but the feel of her sweet little cunt could really accomplish that, if such a thing is even possible for me at this point.
My hands slide all over her pillowy, round, pinup body and she blushes even more.
I push my face between her big breasts, squeezing them together as I nuzzle her there, my lips taking little licks and nibbles of her soft skin as I breathe her in.
I latch onto one of her tiny hard buds and she arches against me, immediately responding, she’s so fucking sensitive I think I could make her come just sucking on her tits and I definitely will at least a couple of times, but first I need to take the edge off, get my cock inside of her over and over for at least a couple of hours.
“You’re so very lovely, my little firecracker… so very lovely all over.”
Her eyes come back to mine and I kiss her nose.
“Why, thank you! You’re not half so bad yourself, Mr. Boss Man.”
I stroke her soft cheek, smiling down at her, my body shaking in my want of her.
My woman bucks up into me, spreading herself open under me, her thighs climbing higher on my hips as she moans my name, turning my cock even more painful for her. I’ve never been so fucking hard or have it ache so much in my entire life, even my balls are sore as more pre-cum drips onto the fabric of her wet panties.
I look between us and see the boy-short are molded so closely to her sopping cunt right now that I can practically make out the shape of her swollen lips, tiny clit and even the small indentations of her private curls in the silk.
“Fuck, baby, you’re so swollen and wet for my cock. I need your taste all over my face before I fuck you.”
She gasps, her hips coming off the bed.
I lower one of my hands to her center and when I feel her hot stickiness on my fingertips I almost nut and I immediately have to grab my cock with my other hand and squeeze it to keep from cumming.
“Oh, Zan, please, please…”
“You don’t need to beg, my little firecracker, I’m going to give you everything you need.”
“You promised,” she moans, rolling her center against my hand as I pet her soaked pussy through her boy-shorts.
“That’s right, my love. I did. I’m going to take good care of you.”
I drop my face back to her tits and suck on her delicious nipples until she’s crazy for it and then I start to trail kisses lower and she giggles when I start to nibble on the little swell of her belly.
Fuck she’s so pretty, tiny and perfect she makes me want to rut inside of her, there’s not a single hint of finesse left in me.
But I’m not gonna fuck her until my beard is dripping with her hot juices.
I need her taste and scent all over me before I get inside of her; my balls draw-up at the thought and I have to squeeze the swollen crown of my big dick harder to keep the cum in.
When I reach her wet panties with my mouth, I nuzzle her there, breathing in her sugary feminine essence and confirming that she indeed smells sweet as sin all over.
I start to roll her boy-shorts down her legs but the silk clings to her wet lips, stopping my progress just as the top of her little mound, covered in golden tight curls, is revealed and I just lose it.
“Fuck this,” I grunt as both of my hands grab her panties and start to pull on opposite sides until the fabric rips and they fall away from her juicy cunt.
“Zander,” she reprimands. “I liked those shorts!”
I shrug, once more lowering my face to her pussy, this time with nothing standing between us. “We’ll buy more…”
I take in the beauty of her pink little cunt, all puffy and glistening with her need for me, and I think better of it as even more pre-cum slides down my aroused length.
“Better yet, I’m gonna rip all your panties so you’ll just have to go without and I’ll never let you buy another pair, so this sweet pussy is always naked and available for me,” I grit out.
She just stares at me. “Oh God, you say the strangest, craziest things to me. Why do they make me so hot?”
I laugh lowering my lips to her cunt so I can lap at her cream. “Because you’re mine. That’s why they make you hot, baby. Because whatever I need, you need, whatever I want, you want, and that’s the same for me when it comes to you.”
I feel both of Alexa’s hands fall on my head, her fingers grasping at my hair. “How insane is it that it actually kind of makes sense to me?” she asks breathlessly.
“Very… but it’s still true,” I mumble against her pussy’s lips.
I take another whiff of her private candy-like scent and feel my heart nearly stop.
“Fuck, you smell so sweet, so addictive… I’m dying for a taste,” I growl.
“Then why don’t you take it, Zan?” she pants, her fingers tightening further in my hair as her legs spread even wider to accommodate me.
“I like to drag it out,” I tell her, and she laughs.
“You crazy?”
I chuckle on her sopping folds. “I think we have established that, my love.”
I use my thumbs to spread her swollen lips and study her small opening; fuck she’s so tiny and looks so fucking tight: she’s gonna make me fight my way inside her, my cock is simply too big for anything else.
I strum the sides of her clit with both of my thumbs still keeping her open for my eyes and she immediately orgasms at the small touch, her body completely coming off the bed.
“Fuck me, you cum so fast, baby. That was so pretty…”
I already know I’m never going to grow tired of seeing her go off like this.
“Zander, oh my God!” she mewls, her knees starting to press around my head as a new wave of lust hits her, and I give her what we both need, diving tongue-first into her pussy as I finally taste her pink heaven.
I don’t tease her at all, going straight for her clit and slit, up and down, up and down, one stroke of my tongue over the needy bud before I slip it into her opening. I do this over and over again until she’s clawing at my shoulders and her body is ready to shatter one more time.
“Oh, God, oh God, oh my! P-p-please! Please don’t stop!”
“Never, love,” I reassure her, my voice nothing but a snarl against her little scorching pussy as her sugary honey drips over my lips and soaks my beard and the inside of her thighs.
Alexa cums hard under my ministrations, more of her sweet cream filling my mouth as she screams my name and I can’t take this anymore: my cock is going to break off if I don’t get it inside of her now.
I give her pretty pink cunt one more kiss and then slide my mouth back up her body.
“Baby, I need to fuck this sweet little pussy of yours now, I can’t wait.”
I start to guide the large head of my aching dick to her lips, when she calls my name.
“Zander?”
“What, baby?”
“Slow and gentle!” she directs an even deeper blush hitt
ing her cheeks and tits.
Fuck, ‘slow and gentle’ is gonna fucking kill me right now, but if it’s what she needs…
Besides, she’s right: my body is easily three times hers and my hard cock looks humongous with the big head nestled between her tiny puffy lips, maybe ‘slow and gentle’ really is going to have to be the way until she grows accustomed to my large dick.
“Okay, baby, you got it: slow and gentle,” I murmur on her neck, grasping her thighs and guiding them around my hips.
I feel more her wetness slide down the side of my achy length and I have to close my eyes tight to keep me from cumming all over her rosy lips.
I start to move my hard cock back and forth over her swollen folds and clit, grunting low in my throat at the exquisite sensation grazing my hardness.
“Fucking hell, you feel so fucking good, baby. I’m not even inside your little pussy yet and it’s already too much for me.”
“You feel good too, Zander. So good… but,” she trails off.
“But I think… I think I need more,” she breathes out and then looks away from me.
I drop a kiss on her forehead.
“No need to look away, love… we both want more and we’re gonna get it. Give me those eyes, Alexa. I need them on me.”
I push her glasses backward on the bridge of her nose and then I cup her chin and tilt her face once more toward me and she gives me a shy smile.
I grip my hard dick again and line my large, weeping tip with her tiny slit and I just hold myself there, pulsing my pre-cum past her entrance.
I should be doing the ‘mature thing’ right now and go find us a condom or something —not that I have any with me, I haven’t had much need for them since my mid-twenties—, but I don’t want to.
I don’t want to do the ‘mature thing’, I wanna do the ‘all the way grown-up thing’ and fuck my woman bare until she’s round with my seed.
More of my pre-cum seeps from my slit and past hers at my thoughts.
I start to push my big hard cock past her small opening, forcing my hips to comply with her wishes and when I slide my crown past her slit, I’m as gentle as I can be and then some.