“Help?” I repeated dazedly.
“Yeah, there’s no risk of fire for this dish.”
“Ha ha, very funny.”
He winked at me as he handed me the carton of cream and instructed me to pour it into the metal bowl of the mixer. Then he sprinkled sugar over the cream and flipped a switch so the whisk started whirring. I peered in the bowl, mesmerized by how the cream formed into medium-stiff peaks. “Cooking really is science. I should be good at it, damn it.”
“We’ll get you there, baby,” he promised. “For now, you can be my taste tester.”
He swiped a finger into the whipped cream and held it out to me. Staring at it, I couldn’t help but think about something else he’d done with his fingers today. Licking the sweet concoction from his skin, I moaned.
“Fuck, baby. Your mouth feels almost as good wrapped around my finger as your pussy did.”
I nipped at his finger as he slid it out of my mouth. “How did you know I was just thinking about how amazing you made me feel earlier?”
“I didn’t, but I haven’t been able to get how tight you felt around my fingers out of my head. So fucking tight that I know it’s going to take all my self-control to slowly work my cock into your sweet pussy.”
“Yeah,” I sighed. “About that.”
“It’s going to happen, Sienna,” he stated. “Sooner rather than later, too.”
“Yes, it is,” I admitted softly. “But there’s something you need to know first.” I gulped, feeling incredibly nervous. “I’ve never done this before.”
He cocked his head to the side. “This?”
“Yeah.” I waved between us. “Any of this.”
His body went still again, and I braced myself for his reaction. “Are you trying to tell me you’re a virgin, Sienna?”
“Yes.”
Those green eyes flared with heat.
“Was I the first to touch your pussy the way I did today, too?”
“Yes.”
His cheekbones filled with color.
“The first to taste it, when I sucked my finders clean?”
I nodded, words failing me.
“Fuck dessert, and fuck waiting.” He lifted me off the counter and tossed me over his shoulder. “I had plans for that whipped cream, but the first time I get my mouth on your virgin pussy, I want to taste you and only you.”
“Holy shit,” I breathed out.
He dumped me on his mattress, quickly following me down and settling between my thighs. His lips crashed against mine, even as his hands made quick work of my clothing. When I was down to just my lacy white bra and panties set, he lifted up a little and groaned.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous, baby.”
My core convulsed at his compliment. I’d never felt more beautiful than I did in that moment with him staring down at me.
“And so fucking mine.”
With deft fingers, he popped the clasp of my bra and slid the straps down my shoulders. With my breasts free, he didn’t waste any time in taking one of my nipples into his mouth. My back arched off the mattress as he swirled his tongue around the stiffened peak and sucked. He paid the same attention to the other side before moving lower, kissing and licking his way down my body until his mouth was hovering over my pussy, clad only in a scrap of white lace.
His nose flared as he breathed deeply. “Fuck, you smell good. I can’t wait any longer to get my mouth on your pretty pussy.”
He ripped my panties from my body, spread my legs wide, and opened the lips of my pussy with his thumbs.
Then he licked me, from bottom to top, and I lost all ability to think. I could only feel what he was doing to me. He didn’t just lick me, he devoured me. Driving me higher and higher until I was begging him to let me come.
He replaced his tongue with two fingers, sinking them inside me as he wrapped his lips around my clit and sucked. I exploded, my body strung taught as I flew over the edge, screaming his name. I was barely aware of him stripping out of his clothes, but when my eyes drifted open again he was naked on top of me. I felt his cock, hard and long, against my entrance.
“Please don’t make me wait, baby. Let me have you.”
Throwing caution to the wind, I whispered, “Yes.”
“That’s right, baby. You know you’re mine, don’t you?”
My yes was ripped from my throat as he drove into me with one powerful thrust. Even as I registered the pain I was feeling, my pussy clamped down on him as though it didn’t want to let him go.
“Shit,” I hissed.
“I’m so sorry, baby.” He kissed my face, licking the tears from my cheeks as he whispered to me. Telling me how beautiful I was. How much he wished he didn’t have to hurt me. That it would feel better soon. Holding still the whole time, with his cock wedged deep inside me.