The Virgin & The Bad-Boy Billionaire(20)

Matthew kisses his way back up the tender skin of my inner thigh. I grit my teeth as he breathes humidity over my mound knowing that he’s testing me. Satisfied with my compliance to his control, he finally rewards me by pulling my underwear off to my knees and buries his tongue into my slick fold.



My hips instinctively grind up to meet his mouth, chasing his tongue for more pleasure, but he denies me until I settle back down. Grabbing my hips firmly, he pulls me up to meet his tongue, slowly licking the entire length of my slit like he’s drinking in my sweet nectar. I bite my fingers to stifle my groans and shudder with the intense pleasure building up inside my belly, threatening to spill over with just the slightest bit of attention. When his tongue finally rests on my clit, I almost cum. The sensation is too much for my sensitive body, making me cry out louder than my fingers can muffle. His tongue dances over, and my body writhes as my orgasm trembles through me, making me snap my head backward into the pillow as my back arches as if I’m being jolted with electricity.



He’s smiling at me, his head resting on my quivering thigh while I try to compose myself. I didn’t even realize how loud I must have screamed until now, my throat is so raw it hurts to swallow. He kisses my thigh, then my belly, my collarbone, and he’s lying back beside me. I frantically try to rip the buttons open on his shirt with my weak, shaking hands, longing for more of him. So much more. He easily clasps my hands together in only one of his and cups my chin with the other, looking me straight in the eyes. “Don’t do anything you’re unsure of Kendra.” His rich voice washes over me, calming my nerves and slowing my breathing back down to a normal pace.



“I’m not unsure, I want this. I want you,” I whisper. He releases my hands, and I fumble with the buttons on his shirt until I manage to get the first few undone. He pulls it off and tosses it with my crumpled clothes on the floor. As he unbuttons his pants, slowly tugging down the zipper, I gulp. He slides the jeans down easily, and since he isn’t wearing anything underneath them, his thick cock springs up immediately. I’m mesmerized. I’ve never seen a naked man in person before. I’m nervous about all the stories I’ve heard from my friends over the years about how this is going to feel. He climbs between my legs, centering his cock at my entrance and under extreme control he pushes the mushroom shaped head of his dick inside my lips. As my fold eases open around him, the scent of my juices and his sweat mingle around us, I breathe in the intoxicating perfume deep into my lungs as he pushes his meaty cock inside me. My pussy welcomes his steel shaft. He slides into me a few inches like a hot knife through butter, but then my body rebels, resisting his entry as splinter of pain embedded deep in my core.

“Oh my god Kendra, you’re so tight,” he murmurs, his eyes never leaving the place where my pussy meets his thick rod. Pushing into me slowly, I can feel my pussy making room for him, hugging his dick like a sleeve as the pain becomes less intense, dissolving into a mild burning sensation. With one final shove, he buries every last inch inside me making me full inside.

He slides back in and out, this time the pain has subsided. Instead, a hum of bliss is vibrating through my core. His cock smoothly pushes into me this time, and my nervousness floats away. I start to rock my hips back and forth as Matthew grabs my hips and heaves himself into me bottoming out.

“You feel so good,” I moan, swaying my hips against him.

“Oh Kendra, you have no idea.” He thrusts his hips into me wildly as he pulls down on my shoulders, making me squeal with surprise at the force.

Clinging onto my shoulders, he pulls me up and leans back on his haunches so I’m on top of him. He looks over my body slowly, like he’s studying a painting, as I grab his carved shoulders and slowly ride up and down his thick cock. I always thought being intimate with a man would make me feel shy, but the way he’s looking at me makes me feel like the only woman in the world he could ever want. I throw my head back, pushing my breasts toward him and start really sliding up and down as quickly as my toned thighs can push me. He closes his eyes and groans, his lips pulled tight and his body stiffens under me, but I keep my rhythm steady.

Digging his fingers into my hips, holding them perfectly still, he pushes his thick cock into me as deep as it will go and pumps in short little bursts. His legs are vibrating as a shudder overtakes him, and he fills my pussy with his warm cum. He pushes into me hard, still holding me in place, as his seed spreads inside me. The sensation drives me wild, and an unexpected orgasm tears through me, making me clench my pussy tightly around his cock, milking every last drop of him.