Maxwell
I pulled her back into my bedroom, this time with a different intent. Something sweeter, more loving; it’s what every woman deserved the first time she gave herself to a man. The odd thing was…I’d been with plenty of women, but never a virgin. At least not one that’d been brave enough to speak up like Elle had.
Laying her back on my bed, my hands pushed through her hair and I kissed along the crevice of her shoulders, the hollow of her throat. She was beautiful, ravishing, and all mine. The inner beast welled deep inside me and I wanted to flip her over and treat her like the slut my dick craved, but not this time. That would have to wait. If she’d ever let me do those things. But then I looked into her sweet eyes and I thought maybe it would be enough. Maybe I wouldn’t have to defile her to get off. Maybe she was enough.
“Pull up your skirt,” I husked. “Touch yourself for me.” Her eyes widened and her hands began to quake with uncertainty. “Show me how you get that sweet pussy off.” My heart thudded as I watched her lying there, so much trust to let me have her like this.
“I, I…” She shook her head and her eyes turned away from me. “I’ve never done that.”
My cock strained against my pants when I realized she was truly pure. Untouched by any man, untouched even by herself. She was a beautiful delicate flower and all mine to cherish and protect. “Ah, sweet, beautiful girl. Take it slow, like this.” I guided her hand with my own down her creamy thighs, dancing our fingertips across the elastic of her panty line. Her breathing quickened and I swore I could nearly see her heart hammering out of her chest. With her eyes soft and trusting, I pulled my hand away and urged her on with my gaze. “Slide the pads of your fingers at your clit.” My eyes burned with barely contained lust when she did as I instructed. “That’s it, nice and slow. Feel that?” She sighed and her eyes fell closed. Score one for this guy. “Keep going, baby. Keep swirling those fingers until you think you can’t take it anymore.” Her chest and neck heated an endearing shade of crimson as her orgasm built in her virgin body. Her nipples peaked beneath the soft threads of her shirt and I clenched my fists at my sides, anxious to finally touch her. But this was important, this was everything.
“What are you thinking about, beautiful?” My voice was thready with emotion as I slipped a hand down my pants and took my dick in my grip. My eyes trained on her squirming form, the soft piles of her strawberry-scented hair on my pillow, one hand between her legs while the other fisted at my sheets. I nearly lost it. I’d been a man starved for the warmth and comfort of a woman, and just when I thought I might finally break, here she was.
“I’m thinking about what you’ll feel like when you’re finally inside me,” she hummed like a prayer as her fingers sped up on her soft little bud.
“Jesus, Elle.” I finally lost it and crashed down onto her. Delicate fingers threaded through my hair as my lips took hers in a furious kiss. She felt so good. She felt so warm. She felt like home. I kissed my way down her elegant neck and across the soft slope of her collarbone before my hands ran up the length of her torso and cupped her full breasts in my palms. She was heaven and hell and my complete undoing.
I slinked down her body, tasting the inner corners of her delicate elbows, the soft skin at her wrists, the aroused flesh above her pubic bone before my palms moved under her skirt and up her hips to reveal her pretty pussy to my hungry gaze. I licked my lips and chanced a quick glance at her, holding her eyes while I licked one long stroke up her slit, swirling and nipping at her clit as I reached the far other end. Her breathing picked up, her eyes falling closed with a cry before her hips began a seductive rock.
“I’m going to make this as easy as I can on you.” I crawled up her form, kissing my way along her full breasts when I reached the low neckline of her shirt. “But it’s going to hurt.” I lavved across her cleavage and nipped quickly at a nipple as two of my fingers slid between her slick folds and rubbed her arousal at her entrance, making sure she was ready.
Her hips bucked and her pants grew more shallow as I pressed one finger inside, the searing hot sensation of her pussy throwing me off balance, causing the animal to rage down deep in my gut again. I sucked in another breath, kissing my way up her neck before finding her lips, kissing her in slow, languid strokes as I added another finger. She arched and yelped for a moment before she settled and her hips began their slow rhythm, accompanied by soft moans this time.
“You’re so sweet.” I pulled my fingers from her body and dipped them into my mouth, relishing the taste of her before my other hand worked the zipper down my pants. My move caught her attention and her eyes darted from my powerful thighs hovering over her bare body, then back up to my gaze. “Sure you’re ready for this?” I soothed, afraid she’d shake her head no and run again.