“You don’t know what you’re asking.” My voice sounded rough in my ears. I focused on the fact that we couldn’t do this, even though I was desperate to rip our clothes off and pound away inside her until I filled her with my cum. I reminded myself that as a virgin, she’d never done this before and didn’t know the ramifications.
“I do. I’m not naïve, just inexperienced. I want to learn. I want you to teach me.” She stroked my dick again, and my brain started to go haywire.
“Ah, fuck, Tessa.”
“I’ve had orgasms before. I think of you when I do.”
“Jesus … you don’t play fair.” My breathing was harsh as I looked at her and imagined her touching herself while thinking of me.
“I’m not playing, Dylan.” She took my hand and put it over her breast. It was perfection; soft, full. Her nipple was hard under my palm and I desperately wanted to suck it
“I’m wet, too.”
I growled, as my fingers pinched her nipple and I knew, just knew I wouldn’t, couldn’t walk away from this.
“We’re going to regret this.” Then my mouth was over hers, drinking in those sweet full lips. She gripped my head like she never wanted me to stop. I slid my hands under her shirt, pushing it up. She yanked it off, tossing it aside as I undid the front clasp of her bra and freed her tits.
“Fuck.” They were perfect. I looked up from those magnificent globes to her face. “You have amazing tits.” I couldn’t wait a single second more. I sucked on her nipple, loving the way her hard nub fit in my mouth.
She let out a gasp and held my head to my breast. Each time I sucked, she let out a whimper and her hips rocked.
She tugged at my shirt. Yes, skin to skin, that’s what I needed. I grabbed the back of my shirt over my head and yanked it off.
Her hands pressed over my pecs and she lifted her head, flicking her tongue over my nipple, making me hiss in response.
“Tessa …” God, this was wrong.
I needed to stop it, but her fingers were undoing my jeans and sliding down the zipper. She ran her finger over the tip of my dick, making me see stars.
“Jesus,” I groaned as the tether on my control slipped. In a flurry of movement, we finished undressing. I pushed her sexy, soft body back on the couch, and then went back to sucking those beautiful tits. She reached between us, wrapping her hand around my dick.
“I want you,” she gasped as she moved her hips to meet my dick.
I reached for the condom packet I’d tossed on the coffee table when I’d shucked my pants off. I tore the foil and rolled it on. I looked at her, noting the rapt desire in her eyes as she watched me sheath myself.
I knelt between her legs on the couch, lifting one of her legs over the back of the couch, and the other over my thigh. Her pussy was wet and pink and so fucking beautiful.
“Be sure, Tessa.” Jesus, if I did this and she regretted it, I’d never be able to live with myself.
“I’m sure.” Her hips lifted to meet my dick.
Need roared through me like a freight train. She’s a virgin, I reminded myself. I couldn’t take her like the crazed horny maniac I was feeling like. “I’m going to try to take it slow, but fucking hell, I’m dying here.”
“Just do it.” I heard desperation that matched mine.
“It might hurt,” I said as I ran the tip of my dick through her folds and
brushed over her pink, hard clit.
She cried out. “Please, Dylan.” She squeezed her eyes shut as if her need was consuming her.
Well, that made two of us. But holy hell, I shouldn’t be doing this. She was Maisie’s babysitter. I was her boss. This was her first time.
She opened her eyes and looked up at me.
“Tessa.”
“Fuck me, Dylan.”