long
and big, thick and rock hard, and pressed right
against her pussy. She wanted him so bad her wetness slid down the crease of
her ass, but she also feared the pain that would be associated with Dakota
taking her virginity.
His
narrow hips fit perfectly in the cradle of hers, and the hard, impossibly thick
length of him parted her pussy lips. She started breathing heavily as he moved
his hips back and forth, rubbing his cock along her folds, and bumping her clit
with every down stroke. He was torturing her, and she begged him softly for
more, rubbed her pussy against his dick, meeting his thrusts with her own, and
clawing at his back.
“That’s
it, Tawny,” he said gruffly against her ear. “Scratch my back, beg me for
more.” He was panting against her neck now, his groans mimicking her moans.
“I’m going to give you so much you won’t be able to breathe.”When she dug her
nails into the flesh of his back, a guttural groan left him. He jerked his hips
forward, rubbed her clit harder this time, and she gasped out in pleasure.
“You
feel so good, Tawny.” He continued to press against her, dry-humping her like
they were teenagers in the back of his truck. But God did she love it. She was
getting wetter because of it, more turned on, too. Over and over he did this,
his length sliding up and down her slit as he moved against her. Tawny rose up
and braced her weight on her elbows, watching the lower half of his body as he
rocked against her. She could see the base of his cock, and opened her mouth on
a silent cry as a burst of pleasure filled her.
“You
like watching, baby?”
She
lifted her gaze to his, and nodded slowly. Tawny couldn’t speak. Hell, she
could barely think straight. He moved against her faster now.
“My
need for you is intense, Tawny.” Another bump to her clit and she squeezed her
eyes shut. She fell back on the bed and breathed out as electricity moved
through her, the pleasure became mind numbing, and she knew she’d come from
this act alone. He continued to bring her to the edge, and then when she felt
herself go over he crashed his mouth against hers and swallowed her gasp of
pleasure. Over and over he kissed her, rocked against her, and only when she
pushed him away because she was too sensitive did he pull back.
They
stared at each other for several seconds, Dakota big and blocking out the
moonlight that streamed in behind him. His eyes were half-lidded, his mouth
open slightly as he breathed out.
“Be
with me, Dakota.” She had her hands on his biceps again.
He
braced his palms on either side of her head and looked down at where he was
thrusting against her still. The muscles in his jaw jumped beneath his stubble
covered flesh. “It’ll hurt at first, baby, but I’ll make it good for you.” He
looked at her again. “I’ll make it so good for you.”
“I
know you will, Dakota.” She smiled up at him, feeling her heart beat faster as
she watched him reach between their bodies and grab the length of his cock.
“And
you’re sure about this, baby?” He braced his upper body on his elbow, still
held onto his cock, and cupped her cheek with his other hand. He stared at the
spot on her face where he rubbed his thumb over her skin. “I meant it when I
said we could wait, that I have all the time in the world because I’m not going
anywhere.” Dakota slowly lifted his gaze and looked into her eyes. “You’re
mine, and there isn’t anything in this world that will ever change that. I
wasted too much time thinking that staying away was the right thing to do. I
was so fucking wrong for doing that.”
She
lifted her hands to his face and framed his cheeks. Tawny felt her bear move
below the surface of her skin, rubbing up, wanting to be with Dakota. She was
an animal at heart and soul, bound by her genetics to always have this primal
need in her to submit. It was the way she was born, the way she had grown up. A
part of her had always thought she’d end up with
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