“How was that, babe?” he asks, obviously trying to get a rise out of me.
I close my eyes for a moment again, just concentrating on breathing. “I’ve decided, that if you keep doing that, you can call me babe all you want.”
“Oh, I’ve barely started.” He stands, and tugs down his swim trunks. For a moment they catch on the huge lump underneath, but he works them past, then stands before me in all his glory.
Wow.
His cock, and that’s the only word I can think of that seems adequate, is huge. As he climbs back on the bed and in between my legs, it bounces softly in front of him. I lick my lips nervously, unable to take my eyes off it. Am I ready for this?
He hovers over me, resting his weight on his painted forearms at either side of my head, then looks down, watching my reaction. Bringing one arm back, he aims himself, sliding the broad head up and down between my folds. Each touch only adds to the boiling heat inside me.
I’ve never been more ready. I meet his gaze, locking my eyes to his. “Do it.”
Nestling himself right at my entrance, he pushes slowly forward while he watches me intently. I draw a tight little breath when I feel him part me, pushing into me for the first time. He’s so huge, or I’m so tight, that it aches, but God it feels good. As he opens me, I surrender to him, but I never look away from his intense, dark gaze.
His hips touch mine. He’s all the way in. I’ve done it. No longer a virgin. My first time is on my wedding night, and my husband, who I spend half my time lusting after and half my time furious with, is going to be my stepbrother. I can’t think about that, otherwise I’ll freak out. I’m just going to live in the moment, and right at this moment, I’m filled by Gavin’s long, thick cock.
“You alright?” His voice is soft, but with a hint of urgency to it.
I nod. “Yeah.” I close my eyes and take a second to let the feel of him inside me drive away my concerns. “Yeah, more than alright.”
“Good, ‘cause I don’t think I can hold still any longer.”
He slides out almost as slowly as he went in, then returns a little faster. Again, a little faster. And again. I spread wider, inviting him. Soon he’s thrusting in a regular rhythm, his tattoos dancing as he moves, while I writhe underneath him as his magnificent cock strokes me in all the right places.
We started out making love, but now he’s fucking me, and I love it. I crave it. Our moans mingle as our sweaty bodies mash against each other. He takes me, and I meet him stroke for stroke, his tight abs flexing and his hard ass thrusting, fucking me like a piston.
Then he pulls out, leaving me whimpering, his cock slick and still hard as steel. “Turn around. Get on all fours.”
In a daze, I obey, and as soon as I’m up, he grabs my thighs and pulls me to the edge of the bed so he can stand behind me. The height is perfect, and he slides smoothly back into me, making me groan deep in my throat.
I wasn’t sure at first, but as soon as he reaches around and plays with my breast with one hand while he rubs my clit with the other I’m sold. He plays my body with the touch of a master, directing me exactly where he wants.
“Come for me, babe. Do it for me.” His husky voice is tight with need. He pounds into me, the fronts of his thighs smacking into the backs of mine while his fingers work overtime. I’m overwhelmed by sensations, floating like I’m in a barrel, the edge of the waterfall roaring in my ears. He claims me, and much as I try to hold off, I can’t.
I go over the falls.
Every muscle in my body clenches. My toes curl painfully and my back arches tightly as I come. I think my eyes are still open, but all I see is white as I shake beneath him. Tingles rush from my core to everywhere else in my shivering body. I’ve never felt anything like it.
Through all the quaking and groaning and tightening, he thrusts, driving wave after wave of pleasure through me. He’s going to kill me. I’ve never felt anything so powerful, so over the top crazy. I scream. I don’t know if we have any next door neighbors, but if we do they definitely know about us now and I can’t find it in me to care.
I’m only just coming down when his thrusts get even faster and his breath grows erratic. With a deep, throaty groan, he pushes himself deep and I feel him fill me with heat, pulsing inside me. A tiny voice in the back of my mind yells that I should be panicking right now, but I don’t hear it. Or I don’t understand it. I don’t know. All I know is that this is the most amazing feeling I’ve ever felt and I’m not about to let anything ruin it for me.
He finishes, and after one last pulse, he stops moving completely. For a moment, time stands still, then he collapses to my side, pulling me with him so we land in a spooning position. He never even slips out, holding me close.