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Gianna
P ut that way how I can I deny him or myself of what I know deep down I truly want to explore this thing we got going on with him. I don’t reply, I allow my actions to do all the talking. I roll over him, straddling his lap.
Leaning forward almost touching my lips to his I ask, “You being real with me?”
“Yeah, baby. I’m giving it to you straight up.
No bullshit. I want you in my world. Can’t get any clearer than that.
I want you in my bed and in my life in every way that counts.
I know we just met but fuck me, you mean something to me, Gianna.
” That’s when I kiss him and let go. I stop holding back with him and go with what feels right.
Stud grips my hips as his thrusts upward, and I know that if he lives up to the promise of what being his Old Lady will entail once he fucks me its over.
I’ll never want another man. I’ve never experienced anything even half as intense as the way he makes me feel.
“That’s what I’m talking about,” he growls against my lips.
“Stud?”
“Yeah?”
“Shut up and fuck me.”
Stomach shaking with laughter he wraps his arms around me tighter.
“You got it.” And boy does he make good on it.
Rolling me to my back he jerks my tank over my head, bringing that wicked mouth down on one of my nipples, sucking and teasing the delicate skin until it hardens then repeating with the other.
I run my hands down his smooth but muscled back.
Stud kisses his way up my throat and along my jaw before settling on my mouth again.
Kissing me hot and wet, plunging his tongue deep in my mouth tasting of beer and fueled by desire.
The man makes my body tingle, and I get all gooey inside and melty like hot fudge.
“This why they call you Stud?”
“I’d tell you, but you told me to shut up and fuck you.” He grins and slides down my body, yanking my pants off my hips as he goes. “Need to know if you’re on the pill, babe.”
“How many women you been with?”
“You wanna talk about this right now?” my pants go sailing over his head.
“Not really but it’s a conversation worth having.”
Stud grips my thighs and spreads them wide. “How many men you had?”
“Um… none. ”
His jaw goes slack, and he has this weird twinkle in his eyes. “You telling me that you’re a virgin?”
“Can we not make a big deal about this?”
“Babe, you just revealed you’re a virgin. It is a big deal.”
“Oh, god.” I let out a huff and throw an arm over my face. “Okay you want to talk about this. Let’s talk. I’ve fooled around before, and I own a vibrator. I’ve never gone all the way with a man before so no I’m not on the pill. I was waiting till I found the right guy.”
“So I’m your first?”
“Not if you don’t stop embarrassing me,” I grumble.
The bed shifts, and Stud looms over me, tugging my arm away. “Look at me.”
“No. ”
His knuckles stroke my cheek. “Baby, look at me.”
“What?”
“Fuck you’re cute.”
“Stop calling me cute. I’ve changed my mind. I don’t want you to fuck me. I don’t even know your name.”
“Isaac.”
I smirk. “You don’t look like an Isaac.”
“No? What do I look like then?”
“I don’t know. I expected you to have a jerk name.”
“Now you’re being adorable.”
“That’s another word for cute,” I mumble as his lips come down on mine and all the fight leaves me, but then I remember he didn’t answer me. I break away. “How many women, Isaac? ”
“Love my name on those lips, sassy pants. You really want to know the answer to that?” The sincerity in his eyes has me shaking my head. I don’t need to know.
What matters is that he’s with me now. Covering my body with his, my man gives it to me sweet and gentle.
Hitching my knee on his hip, Isaac takes his time kissing me soft and slow.
The way the first time for every woman should be.
Moving his hand between us, he cups my sex.
“Fuckin’ soaked for your man,” he growls.
“You’re mine, Gianna. No turning back. No escaping it. ”
His hand disappears and the head of his cock prods against the crotch of my wet panties. I flex my hips seeking more friction, needing him inside me.
“Tell me you’re mine.”
“I’m yours,” I whisper against his lips .
“Right answer.” His thumbs slip under the waistline of my black cotton bottoms and tug. I lift my hips and Stud tugs them off and comes back at me there with his mouth.
“Oh yes, Stud,” I pant, grabbing hold of his hair and giving him a yank as he tongues my pussy.
He stops and gazes up at me through hooded eyes. “You wanted my name, and I gave it to you. When you’re in our bed you call me by my name.”
“Noted.”
“Good.” He grins lazily and continues to stare.
I cup his chin. “Now that you got that out of the way can we um get back to…”
“Right. Except I’ve changed my mind. Want you sitting on my face.” My man moves to his back and pulls me toward him. “You ever done a sixty-nine, babe?”
I shake my head.
“Straddle my face and sit facing that way,” Isaac instructs, and I feel stupid but do what he says.
“Like this?” I hover over his face and wordlessly he grips my thighs and buries his tongue inside me coming at me faster with more intensity.
Yeah .
Like.
That .
Sweet lord my eyes roll back in my head as he spreads my ass cheeks rubbing his thumb against my forbidden zone. My knees shake. No one has ever touched me there before. My body rocks, and I ride his face .
One hand leaves my ass, and I watch with utter fascination as Isaac grips his thick length and starts stroking himself. I find myself leaning forward wanting to know what it’d be like to have him in my mouth.
Unsure of what I’m really doing I trust my instincts and desires to lead me.
I place my hand over his and mimic the motion while wrapping my lips around the head.
An encouraging groan hums against my clit so I flatten my tongue, allowing more of him into my mouth.
My jaws burn and stretch to accommodate his size, but it aches in the best way.
Isaac lifts my hips and says, “You keep that up and I’m gonna come.
” Sliding out from under me he rolls me to my back and leans over me.
“You ready for me, Gianna?” he pushes two fingers in and grins as I gasp and flex my hips, arching my back.
“Yeah. You’re ready.” My legs fall to either side and he settles between them, guiding the head of his cock toward my slick heat. “You trust me?”
I nod. “I trust you.”
“You want me to wear a rubber now’s the time to speak up. Once I sink inside you, I’m not pulling out till we’ve both had our fill. That means I’m coming in you, and we both know what can happen.”
I gulp, but I want him. “I don’t want anything between us.” I know its careless, but it feels right.
I’m rewarded with another one of his brilliant smiles that I’m growing addicted to. The thick head of his dick presses against me, and I welcome the intrusion as he inches further in. My muscles spasm and stretch. My vibrator is going in the trash if it already feels this fantastic.
“Fuck, Gianna. So tight and wet for your man.” Isaac surges his hips forward and enters me fully. I sense him everywhere at once. His hands, his lips, and his cock. “You with me?”
“Mhmm,” I moan against his lips, tasting myself there.
Needing no encouragement, he starts to move.
His body rocking in sync with mine. The thread holding all my control unravels like a spool rolling across the floor.
Isaac makes love to me slow and steady until I can’t take it anymore.
A shudder rakes through me, my body quakes, and I experience a world-shattering orgasm.
He stills inside me long enough to give me a kiss.
“You good, babe?”
I squirm in response.
“Yeah, you’re good.” Hooking his arm under my knee, he draws out slow and comes back in fast and hard. My body jolts. He braces a hand on the headboard, driving into me deeper and harder .
I didn’t think multiple orgasms were a real thing until tonight. My pussy walls squeeze and contact around him.
“That’s my girl, come on your cock.”
Heavy breaths leave my lips, and I pant into his mouth.
Stroking deep and fast he hammers into me over and over again, banging the bed against the wall until his body quivers against mine, his cock jerks inside me, and his warmth flows into me.
Isaac drops his forehead to mine. “Fuck, baby, you’re god damned perfect.”
“Do you say that to all the girls?” I tease him.
Sweat glistens on his brow. “Only you.”