His Dirty Virgin(8)

“Will you?” I whispered.

He looked from my pussy and up into my eyes.

“Will you touch me?”

The edges of his lips curved upward into a grin. “Fuck yes,” came his response. “This?” He brushed over my clit. “This pussy’s all mine.” With that, his fingers slipped underneath the edge of my thong and really touched me. It was a heated shock, just that light touch.

“You’re drenched for me, baby.”

I pushed my head backward, closed my eyes. I wanted to remember this moment, every bit of what it felt like to be pleasured. By a man. Not by my hand any longer. I jumped a bit in the chair when his two fingers lightly pinched my clit.

“Relax,” he breathed, before holding me against the chair. “Don’t feel nervous. You’re safe with me. Enjoy everything I’m about to give you.”

I glanced down, saw his tattooed arm and followed it down to see his hand between my legs, his fingers disappearing beneath the pink lace. It was so hot, being touched by the bad boy, I whimpered.

“Shh. Your pleasure belongs to me. Only me. I don’t want anyone else to hear it.”

Not wasting a second, he pushed my top above my breasts and expertly unhooked the front clasp of my bra. I opened my eyes and watched as his head lowered to hover near just over my taut nipple. His eyes met mine for just a second before he parted his lips and took the tip into his mouth.

“Fu-…yes…Ry—an…” It was getting harder and harder for me to form anything coherent—and to remain quiet. I couldn’t speak properly. Hell. I didn’t want to. Jake told me to relax and just enjoy, and I was going to do exactly that. I closed my eyes tighter as I relished the feel of my nipples getting sucked and my pussy being touched at the same time. I inhaled sharply and then elicited a soft moan when he slipped a finger inside me and started to move it in and out, mimicking what I wanted him to do with his cock. I arched my back off the chair, trying to push his finger deeper inside me with a thrust of my hips. I heard him let out a short laugh, and I wasn’t prepared when he slipped another finger in.

“You’re so tight. Virgin tight.”

“Oh…Go—” I breathed, louder this time, when he started to move his hand faster and faster. I couldn’t help but open my eyes, and I watched him continue to suck on my nipple. He pulled his mouth away from my chest and looked up at me.

“You’re so fucking wet…getting a little noisy, too,” he said, smile widening all the more. “Just imagine when I get my dick inside you. This tight little cunt is going to be split in two, babe. I’m big and this pussy, I’m going to take that cherry. Don’t worry, I’ll fit...eventually.”

“Yes…yes, please…” I thrust my hips riding the pleasure. His dirty talk only pushed me close to the brink. “I don’t want to be a virgin anymore.”

“Greedy, aren’t you?” He let out a ‘tsk’ and shook his head. “You need my big dick, don’t you? You’ll just have to be patient,” he said, continuing to finger me, as he flicked my clit with his thumb. “I’m not fucking you for the first time in the back room of a tattoo shop. I want to give you the best first time ever…and when I do, it’s going to last all night.”

He looked down my body and focused on my pussy, watched his fingers sink inside me over and over. With his thumb exerting pressure on my clit, I was about to come. But this was so much better than any orgasm I ever gave myself.

Is this…? Am I…?

I couldn’t control my moans any longer, not the frequency or the volume. He took it as his cue to move faster and delve deeper inside me until I had to grip his biceps to keep from flying away.

“Oh God…Jake…I’m gonna co—”

I broke then, riding his fingers, giving over to the pleasure. I had no idea it would be like this, that there were places deep inside me that made it incredible. I could barely catch my breath as his fingers began to slow down their movements. After a while, I found the energy to open my eyes. They zoned in on his hand, slicked with my juices, and watched as he lifted it to his mouth, sucked each finger clean.

“I almost came in my pants by listening to you,” he said, chuckling a bit.

“Well, we can’t let that happen yet,” I said, a little coy. “I want to do that again, but this time with your cock in me. You told me—”

“Didn’t I say to just relax?” he said in a teasing manner. He grinned as he adjusted himself, the steel beam that was practically ripping out of his jeans. That was going to fit? “Later. When I can get you in my bed and you won’t have to leave.”