Filling up the Virgin(4)

“Indeed. I do their advertising for them, and it’s something of a trade-off,” Declan responded as he reached out and pulled me close for a kiss, walking us backward. I laughed and pulled away to see a large room with couches and one of the biggest TVs that I’d ever laid eyes on. There was a wall of windows that I walked across to as I felt him behind me, needing to see the view that they offered.

Declan stalked me as I pressed my hands against the cold glass and looked over the buildings and lights, a view that I didn’t have from my modest apartment. I felt his hands on the hem of my dress, lifting it as I shivered and raised my arms higher.

Didn’t people here have telescopes for instances just like this?

I stopped caring as he pulled the dress over my head and tossed it to the side. His hands slid up my sides and under the thin bra as he found my nipples with his fingers and squeezed. I moaned as he unhooked the front clasp and let it fall open, tugging at the pebbled skin as I dropped my head back against his chest. His cock was hard against my back, and I cried out as one of his hands moved down my stomach and under the lace of my underwear to find me wet and swollen for him. His fingers slipped through my folds, parting them to find my hard clit as I whimpered and pressed harder against the window. I wanted to slide down into the boneless form that I was taking as he stroked me but needed to come, and I used all my strength to stay standing as he moved his finger back and forth over me. His dirty words played through my mind as he edged me closer to another release, making me moan and press my body against the glass as I felt it inside of me. The glass was cold against my bare skin and nipples, but it cooled the heat between my legs as he tugged my clit between his fingers, making me groan as my body jerked and I came for him. Declan sensed my body weakening and caught me as I started to slide down to the floor, lifting me into his arms as he carried me across the floor. I felt a mattress underneath me as he slipped my underwear off and spread my legs open. “I still have my shoes on,” I murmured, feeling the heels digging into the material of the comforter.

“Leave them. They’re sexy as fuck,” he told me as I parted my lips and reminded myself to memorize every moment of this night. He kissed my legs, starting at my knee and moving up my thighs as I looked down at him. Once his breath was fanning across my pussy, I cried out and dropped my head back. Any previous attempts at this had been awkward enough for me to stop but this time I held my breath until he was licking me slowly. “Sweet,” he murmured before sucking my clit into his mouth and teasing it with his tongue.

“Declan, don’t stop,” I pleaded with him as he licked and teased me, his hand locked around my thighs to keep me open for him. It was intense and even punishing at times, with the way his lips and tongue moved and the brush of his teeth against my sensitive skin was what sent me over the edge as I cried his name. “Fuck. That felt so good.” I gripped his hair as I rode out the waves of pleasure and felt his tongue against my sensitive nub.

This was what sex was supposed to feel like. This is what all the fuss was about.

I gasped as Declan stood to unbutton his shirt and toss it to the side, revealing a perfect torso with just the right muscle and abs that I wanted to lick. He released the button of his jeans and lowered them as my eyes widened. He was a big man, and I thought about my tight entrance for a moment as he lowered himself over me, kissing up my stomach as I felt my eyes close. His mouth was everything, and it was everywhere, his hands sliding all over my skin. Once he took one of my nipples into his mouth, I reached up to hold him close as I let out a long groan. He sucked it between his lips as he thumbed the other with his free hand, making me forget all my doubts as his hard cock rested against my thigh. When he added his teeth, I lurched up and cried out, loving the feeling of him dragging across my skin before his tongue attacked me. I was in disbelief that just his mouth on my nipple could feel this good and I gripped Declan’s hair as he groaned loudly. “Baby, you’re making me crazy here. You’re so fucking sexy, and I’m having trouble holding back here.”

“Don’t. I want you inside of me,” I whispered as Declan lifted his face and looked at me.

“Are you sure?” He asked, and I nodded fervently. “Let me get a condom. I’m assuming that you’re not on anything?” I shook my head as I wondered if they made condoms that big. I was clueless about sex and overwhelmed as he pushed himself back to grab something from beside the bed.

Declan sheathed himself as I watched and looked me over as he hardened further. “I’ll go slow, Polly. I’ll let you get adjusted, and it’s going to hurt. You have to understand that.”