“No! I mean, no, come on in.”
She’s acting odd. Maybe it’s because it’s our first date, but I know it’s something more than that. She’s up to something, but I decide to play along.
She hustles me into the house and leaves me standing in the living room. “I’ll be right back.”
I tell her to take her time, and I walk around the living room, looking at all the pictures and knick-knacks she has sitting out. “Ozzie!” I hear her call from the other room.
Without thought, I follow the door that she went through. “Yeah,” I say and then stop, speechless with my mouth hanging open at her bedroom door.
Ginger is standing beside her bed naked. She doesn’t have a stitch of clothing on, and all I can do is stare.
I don’t know how much time goes by, but I take in her big, rounded breasts, soft stomach, and curvy thighs. I stare for so long she starts to get self-conscious, and she pulls her arms up to try and cover her body.
I’m across the room in an instant, grabbing on to her arms. “No, don’t hide from me,” I tell her huskily. “You’re beautiful, Ginger.”
She tilts her head up. “I want you, Ozzie. I want this with you.”
“Are you sure?” I have to ask.
“I’m more than sure.”
She thinks she knows what she’s getting herself into, but I still feel the need to break it down for her. “Fuck, baby, after last night I knew I had to have you. I’m fucked up. I have a fucked-up family, and everything about you is pure and beautiful. I want to save you from me, but I’m so fuckin’ weak. I can’t walk away from you.”
She shrugs her shoulders. “Then don’t. I don’t care how fu—messed up it all is, I want to be with you, Ozzie.”
My jaw tightens. “You’ve sealed your fate. You’re mine, and I’m a controlling fuck. I won’t just stand by as other men try to flirt with you and imagine themselves with you. None of that is okay now. Once you’re mine, that’s it. It’s only you and me.”
She nods. “Okay, yes, yes, I’m yours. Please, I’m dying here, Ozzie.”
I push her onto the bed, and she falls back with a squeal. I’m breathing hard already and haven’t done a thing. I pull off my clothes faster than I ever have in my life and lie down on top of her. Her legs open and wrap around my waist. My cock is hard between us, and my balls are already drawing up, ready for a release.
“It’s going to be quick, but I promise I’ll make you feel good.”
She nods, her eyes like saucers again. I know this is her first time, and I’m determined to make it good for her, even though I’m about ready to bust. “Fuck.” I get up and grab my jeans and pull out the condom in my wallet. Thank goodness I had the forethought to buy a box last night on the way home.
I look at her, and her legs are still open wide. I lick my lips as I toss the condom onto the bed. I dive between her legs, my tongue stroking through her core, and she raises her hips to meet me. I concentrate on her swollen clit, circling it with my tongue. She’s moaning, her hands wrapped in my hair as she gyrates her hips. “Yes,” she moans.
I smile against her and bring her to the edge, back off, and then bring her to the edge again until she’s going crazy and almost begging for a release. I pull off her. “You’re close, aren’t you?”
She nods, her eyes dazed.
I grab the condom, unwrap it, and pull it over my hard, leaking cock. I position myself between her legs. “I need you to come while I’m inside you.”
Her hands are caressing her breasts, and I lean up, taking a plump nipple into my mouth. I suck, and she moans. She’s so expressive, and it only build fire to the depths of my heart.
“I need it quick, Oz.”
“I know, baby,” I tell her and thank fuck she wants it quick, because I’m not going to last.
Ginger
He enters me slowly, and I completely forget to breathe. He’s so big, but I’m not worried he’ll hurt me. I know he won’t.
He gets a little inside me and stops. His face is pulled tight, and there are beads of sweat on his upper lip. He’s trying his best to control himself, but that’s not what I want. I want him free and loose. I want him just as excited as I am.
He slides in a little farther, and I can’t stop the expletive from leaving my mouth. “Fuckkkkk.”
He stops, and it’s then I realize he thinks I’m in pain when in fact, I’m anything but. I want this, but he’s trying not to hurt me.