“Yes,” I whispered my eyes locked on his.
“Say it. Say you want me to fuck you.” He ran a hand up my thigh and continued underneath the sundress I was wearing.
“I want you to fuck me,” I said the words he wanted and grinned up at him wickedly. He wanted me to ask for it then I’d play that game.
He growled and the slow ease with which he had been moving changed. The sundress was jerked up and I lifted my upper body so he could remove it from me completely. I was left in nothing but the white lace panties I had chosen not thinking he’d see them but because they made me feel pretty. He stilled and his eyes took in my breasts and stomach before moving down to the panties. Both his hands reached for the sides of the lace and I lifted my hips so he could slide them down my legs. He did so quickly, not giving me time to adjust to my sudden nakedness.
I was bare. Nothing hidden from his eyes. I flushed, but the heat in his hungry glare was the cause, not embarrassment. He wanted this as much as I did. The ache between my legs grew stronger and I wiggled beneath him in a silent plea. He lowered his head in response and licked my left nipple before pulling it into his mouth and sucking hard. My cry of pleasure caused him to bite down as he moved his hand to slip it between my legs and run a finger deliberately over my sensitive clit. The sharp pain from the bite mixed with the satisfaction of his desired touch gave me an exquisite jolt.
“AH,” I exhaled with a loud cry. His mouth moved to my right breast to suck, but his hand remained teasing me with rough large fingers. Sliding over the heat there and making me more crazed with desire than I’d ever been.
“This,” he said, shoving a finger hard inside me as he held my gaze. “You want me inside here?” he was asking again. I was quivering beneath him like a maniac in need. What more did he require as affirmation I wanted him to fuck me. Just like he asked me already. I was willing and begging. If he didn’t soon, I may die.
“Yes!” I sounded as desperate as I felt.
“Birth control?” he asked as he unzipped his jeans, keeping his eyes on me.
I nodded my head. Although no man had ever entered me without a condom on. I was very strict about safety. I should tell him. I should require he use one . . . but I realized in that moment no matter how bad Eli Hardy had gone, I trusted him. With this, I trusted him.
He grabbed my left leg and pulled it up higher in the crook of his arm. Our eyes held as he rocked his hips and filled me with one firm thrust.
The stretch of his entry made me go from sounds of gratitude to begging for it. He was thick and it stretched me. The pain from his size, however, was thrilling more than anything else. I’d never had a man in me with a cock this large. There was something to be said for it and I might become addicted. Each thrust touched the right spot without me having to maneuver my body to help him. How amazing was that? I became lost in the sensation not sure I’d survive this. How much pleasure could one person experience before it was too much?
“Holy fuck you’re tight,” he groaned, looking down at me. His pupils were large and the darkness in his eyes looked almost sinister. It was titillating. That ominous gleam staring down at me. His body covering mine. “So goddamn wet,” he cursed but there was satisfaction in his tone.
His crude descriptions of my sex sent me straight into my first orgasm. I arched my back underneath him and clawed at his arms as it burst from deep inside me. I’d never orgasmed like this. Before this moment, all my orgasms had been from direct contact with my clit. This one was not, and I felt more moisture lubricate our joining. Had I done that? My body shook from the experience. I was unable to give it more thought. His breath was warm against my ear. I felt his lips brush just against my temple. My eyes wouldn’t open yet and the heat from his breath against my neck caused me to shiver.
“That’s just the first one, baby. I’m not about finished with this sweet pussy. Feels too damn good. Not sure I can stop fucking it.” His words did exactly what he had known they would.
It ignited the fire inside me again. How many times would he be able to do this? As I panted and grabbed at his biceps, he pumped harder into me. I could see the same insane desperation in his eyes that I felt, and I lifted my hips to meet his thrust. Hungry to be there again. I began to scream his name as I burst into beautiful chaos deep inside and rode the waves of delight unaware of anything but how mind-blowing this was.