The Gambler(24)

"Yes my beautiful baby." He picked her up and wrapped her legs around  his middle before bringing his mouth down on hers. He wasn't sure if she  knew or even understood the difference in the degrees between this kiss  and the many others they'd shared before.

Always he held back a little, it had only been a few days after all. But  he knew his Jenna didn't measure time and space the same as others.

If he held back it was only for propriety's sake and right now he could  give a fuck about propriety, or what anyone else was gonna think.

She was his wasn't she? If he hadn't already claimed her in the eyes of  the law, he'd already claimed her in his heart, in his very soul. To him  that carried more weight.





Chapter 21




He stood there next to the bed with his tongue in her mouth, as she made  the sexiest fucking sounds he'd ever heard. She took hold of his face  as he controlled the heat and depth of the kiss, while his hands  caressed her gently.

He wanted in turns to plunder and savor. Her scent, her feel, her very  essence, called him to plunder, but her sweet innocence commanded that  he savor. Pulling his mouth slowly away from hers he looked into her  eyes before laying her back on the bed.

He teased her body with his fingertips as she writhed against the sheets  her legs falling open. He could feel her body heating up under his hand  as he came closer and closer to her sex, but each time he'd teasingly  pull back.

With eyes still locked, he leaned his head over her and kissed her bare  stomach repeatedly, making an arc around her middle. He licked her just  above the waistline of her bikini underwear, before dipping his tongue  slightly under and back out again.

She hissed and shook a little, but he felt no fear in her. He was on the  alert for any sign that he was scaring her, as he lowered her panties  ever so slowly. She did nothing more than lifted her ass to make it  easier for him and he breathed a sigh of relief.

His cock was already hurting so bad, that the thought of having to stop  now would've had him howling into the fucking dawn. He pulled them off  her feet and threw them to the floor, before turning back to her. He'd  deal with the bra later, right now he wanted to deal with her sweet  pussy that opened like a flower under his tongue.

He inhaled her scent first, before letting his tongue peep out to touch  her flesh. She lifted off the bed, pushing her pussy harder against his  mouth. He held her hips in his hands as he licked deeply into her. Ahh  there it was.

He hadn't realized he'd been holding his breath, until he felt that  membrane with his tongue. The surety of her innocence was like a  lightning rod to his senses. He pressed against it with his tongue  before pulling back once more and opening her up with his fingers. He  wanted to see, needed to for whatever reason.         

     



 





Her pink flesh was dewy from his kisses and her own moisture as he  gently held her open. He could barely make out the little strip of flesh  that covered just inside her entrance. He was grateful that it wasn't  much deeper, as he didn't want to cause her undue pain, but the sight of  it there, waiting for him to claim, was almost too much.

He pressed his raging cock harder against the mattress as he laid  between her legs. Her body grew more sensitive as he used his thumb to  tease her clit and down to her opening. She keened and rocked while he  used the tip of his finger to fuck just the entrance to her pussy. It  was the most erotic thing he'd ever seen.

"Angel … "

"I know baby it's okay I'm right here." She tossed and turned her head  on the pillow as he took her into his mouth again, making sure to send  his tongue deep. Each time he felt her hymen against his tongue his cock  jumped and wept.

Not yet, he wanted to make sure she got as much pleasure out of their  lovemaking as possible. He wanted to give her all of him, heart, and  body, where he'd never given before. When she came in his mouth, on his  tongue, he thought he'd weep. That was his assurance that she was with  him. Now he could move on.





He made his way up her body, taking little nibbles and kisses, from her  hips to her chest, where he all but tore the bra from her. Her raspberry  pink nipples stood out from her firm tits, just begging to be sucked.

"Hmmm … ." He couldn't hold back the moan of pleasure this time as her  nipple pebbled against his tongue. Everything about her, about this one  woman, was designed to enthrall him; he couldn't get close enough. Her  hands came up and around his back and he felt himself settle. She held  him closer pulling his body harder down onto hers.

Lifting a little without releasing her nipple from between his teeth, he  fought to get out of his boxers. He was surprised when her hands joined  his, and even more so when she took his hard, throbbing cock into her  hand.

She didn't quite know what to do next, so he showed her. "Here little  Jenna, let me show you." They both looked down as his hand covered hers  and he smoothed it up and down his cock.

He showed her for three or four strokes before she got the hang of it  herself and took over. He gritted his teeth when she discovered the tip  of his cock, where the silky feel of his pre-cum had caught her  attention.

He didn't know what it was, call it natural instinct, an innate  sensuality, something. Whatever it was, she pushed her body down until  her face was even with his cock.

He held his breath waiting to see what she would do next. Maybe she was  just fascinated by this new piece of flesh so different from her own,  who knows? But when her tongue came out and licked the head of his cock  he almost jumped out of his skin.

He knew her natural inquisitiveness could turn this into a million kinds of torture, but he was willing to risk it for her.





She played with his balls, ran her tongue up and down his length,  laughing each time she felt it jump in her hands or on her tongue. She  was playful and masterful in turns.

One minute she was exploring him with her tongue and fingers and the  next, without warning, she was taking him deep into her mouth. "Shit,  fuck." He hadn't meant to grab her head like that, but it was total  reflex. He thought for sure he'd scared her with that one, but instead  she had her eyes on his as he saw the imprint of his cock in her cheek.

She played with him until he thought he would go out of his fucking  mind. If she were any better at this he'd have embarrassed himself. Once  he realized that she had no inhibitions, no fears, his natural dominant  nature took over and she once again found herself thrown to her back  with him towering over her.

"I'm going to eat you up little flower." She grinned and squealed as he  bit into her nipple, while rubbing his cock over her clit. She went from  playful to vixen in zero flat as he rubbed the ridge of his cock  against her clit and down to her opening, slipping in a little at a  time.

"Jenna, look at me. I love you. Do you understand?"

She smiled and nodded, even though he wasn't quite sure she understood.  He'd just have to show her then. In every way possible, he'd show her  how much he loved, treasured and adored her. Taking her arms and placing  them around him, he kissed from her jawline to her lips.         

     



 

"Give me your tongue baby." She peeked it out teasingly, before he  caught it with a growl, and sucked it into his mouth. While she was  distracted by his kiss, he took his cock in hand and led it as gently as  he could into her.

He closed his eyes when he felt her virginity, a mixture of love, lust  and trepidation coursing through him. He wish he could spare her this  pain, still he reveled in it, in the knowledge that no one else ever had  and after this day, never will, know her.

He pushed her tongue out of his mouth and fed her his as he pushed  through with one hard stab of his cock. She screamed into his mouth and  his heart hurt for a minute at the sound. "Shh, it's okay now baby."

"Angel hurt." There were tears in her eyes and he felt like a complete  monster. He was going to stop but he knew if he did, they'd never get  here again, that she'd always be afraid. He eased out of her body and  used the edge of the sheet to clean away the little droplets of blood  that had left her body when he breeched her.

Still using soothing noises he once again licked into her pussy, this  time there was no barrier and his tongue had free rein. He ate her until  she was at fever pitch again, before climbing up her body once more and  sliding into her.

Thank fuck. There was no pain this time, no cry of hurt. His heart  finally slowed to a gallop as he stroked into her nice and easy, letting  her get used to his length.

He still had a few inches to go, but she was so tight, so small, he  didn't want to risk damaging her. Already his cock head was at her  cervix, he could feel the rubbery softness of it against him and it  drove him mad. He wanted in there, but not yet.





He stroked back and forth into her, opening her up more and more with  each thrust. When her legs came up around his hips, and her kisses grew  hotter and more demanding, he knew she was enjoying what he did to her.