Until Series(293)

“Trust me to take care of you.”

She nods, and I pull her mouth up to mine, my fingers fisting in her hair as I kiss her once more before dragging my mouth away to kissing a trail down her neck, cupping both breasts. Then I lick and bite both nipples before kissing down her stomach. I nip the skin above her pubic bone and see the muscles of her abdomen tighten.

“Sit up and watch me.”

Her arms go behind her to prop herself up on her elbows, pushing her breasts out. I spread her thighs farther apart before licking her pussy from bottom to top.

“Oh God!” she cries out, one of her arms coming out from behind her. Her hand grabs my hair.

I keep at her, licking her, fucking her with my mouth. I put one finger inside her then add another, her hips lifting as she screams my name. I feel her pussy already clamping down hard on my fingers.

“Fuck, baby, you’re so hot.” I pull her limp body up the bed before leaning back to pull off my jeans and positioning myself between her legs. Leaning forward, I kiss her deeply as her fingers dig into the muscles of my ass, trying to pull me inside. “You want my cock?” I ask against her mouth, biting her bottom lip. My dick is throbbing, my balls pulling up tight, ready to explode.

“Yes, please,” she begs, her hands moving up to claw my back. Her nails burrowing into my skin causes me to shift my hips forward, the head of my cock rubbing against her wetness.

“I’m gonna give it to you, but I gotta go slow. I don’t want to hurt you.”

She nods, her eyes widening when she looks down between our bodies. I can see fear on her face now. I’m not a small guy to begin with, and having a Prince Albert piercing makes look that much more intimidating, which is why I didn’t show her before.

“What is that?” she asks. If it weren’t for the scared sound of her voice, I would have laughed.

“It’s just a piercing, baby. Look at me.” I hold her face; her eyes lock on mine. “I promise it will feel good.”

She nods, and I hold my cock in one hand, sliding through her folds before pressing myself slowly inside her. Her wet, tight heat wrapping around me has my head dropping forward, my teeth gritting.

“You feel so good.” I lift my head so I can watch her face; her eyes close, and I can feel the barrier proving that she is mine and only mine. I run my finger along her cheek, and her eyes open at my touch. “You know, the moment I saw you, I knew you were the one for me,” I say gently, watching her eyes get big. “You’re mine, Sophie. Every beautiful inch of you is mine.”

I thrust completely inside her, wanting to get it over with. She cries out, and I stop moving, just watching her face as she adjusts to me. She feels so good that it’s taking everything in me not to slam into her like a madman.

“I gotta move, baby. Are you okay?”

“Yes.” She brings her fingers up to my face, running them down my jaw. The look on her face is so gentle, and it holds so much emotion that I know she feels it too.

I start to move slowly at first, my hand traveling down her side to lift her thigh around my waist. Our mouths meet again in a slow kiss. My strokes are slow and gentle, not wanting to hurt her. Her pussy starts to pull me deeper, and I’m so close that my balls start to pull up tight from the way her walls are squeezing me.

“I need you to come,” I tell her.

“I can’t,” she pants.

I circle my hips, hitting her g-spot. Her head falls back, and a loud moan leaves her mouth.

“You can. I can feel it. I need you to let go, baby.” I pull back, rolling my thumb over her clit before pinching it, causing her to clamp down harder. “Shit,” I breathe, trying to hold off my own orgasm.

“Nico!” she cries, rolling her hips up to meet mine.

“Let go.”

I lean forward, pulling her nipple into my mouth before biting down. Our bodies are both slick with sweat, our breathing heavy. She cries out, her head lifting and her mouth locking down on my shoulder, causing my own orgasm. I can feel my release all the way to my toes. With her pussy squeezing my cock, I slow my strokes, taking her mouth in another deep kiss before laying my forehead against hers as I try to catch my breath.

“I love you,” she whispers, her eyes closing. I know she’s half asleep and probably won’t remember saying it, but I will. I feel the same. I knew from the moment I saw her that she’s it—my boom.

I slide out of her, hating to lose that connection. My head falls forward when I realize I didn’t wear a condom. “Shit.”

“What’s wrong?” she asks, running a hand through my hair, down the back of my neck.

“Nothing, baby. Stay here; I’ll be right back.” I slide down the bed, kissing her stomach before going into the bathroom.