There was only one thing left. Getting myself inside of her completely.
Burying my cock so deep that I got that squeak of fullness out of her before she licked her dry lips.
“Just the tip,” she panted again, voicing the words at the same time that she pulled back and definitely took more than the tip.
The groan that left my chest felt like it originated in my soul.
“Holy shit,” I panted squeezing my eyes shut. “Are you sure?”
We both knew what I was asking.
This had gone from ‘just the tip’ to ‘I’m about to come inside you any second.’
She knew it. I knew it. Even her damn brother likely knew it seeing as I could hear him and Madden talking outside of where we were at.
Though, that was one thing that I sure hoped to be wrong about.
“Just the tip,” she moaned into my ear. “Just the tip.”
At this point, I didn’t know if she was saying that to comfort herself, or to tell herself that what we weren’t doing was bad. Whatever her reason for repeating those three words over and over again into my ear, I’d allow it.
Especially when she felt like hot silk around my bare cock.
My head dropped forward on its own volition and collided with her shoulder, causing her to jolt in surprise.
That jolt had my cock digging two inches deeper inside of her, causing both of us to moan this time.
“Oh, sweet Jesus,” I groaned.
My hands clenched on her ass as she lifted herself upwards, allowing my cock to almost fully pull free of her hot pussy before she slowly sank back down once again.
Over and over she did this, whispering words against my throat, and each second that passed, I prayed that she’d get off fast so I didn’t embarrass myself.
I was going to come.
There was no doubt about it.
Not only had it been so long since I’d come, but it was also her. The way she felt. The heat inside her hot pussy making my cock feel like it was being boiled alive.
And definitely not in a bad way.
More like when a lobster is set into warm water, then slowly boiled to death before it even realizes its happening.
That’s what it felt like, as if I was getting fucked to death, slowly and surely.
But oh, man. What a way to go.
“You feel so good inside of me,” she whispered into my ear. “I never thought…I didn’t think to ever have this.”
I bit down on that fleshy spot between her shoulder and her neck, causing her to jerk.
That jerk forced her to take the final two inches of me she’d been trying to lie to herself that weren’t there.
We both hissed. Her because she was full of me, and me because she was full of me, only in two completely different ways.
“Sweet Jesus,” she repeated what seemed to be her second favorite phrase. “You feel like you’re splitting me in half with that monster.”
I chuckled against her throat, turning so that I could suckle the skin right underneath of her ear. “I think that you’re being awfully ambitious with my size. I’m no bigger than the normal American guy.”
She said something that sounded suspiciously like ‘bullshit’ but chose to think of other things. Like the way that she was riding my cock.
Each slow rock of her hips had me seeing stars and trying to think of things that weren’t related to how hot she was, how good she felt around me, or how much I wanted to…
“Fuck,” I growled when she clenched her muscles around me. “Don’t…”
“Don’t?” she asked, backing off a bit.
I wanted to cry.
“Maybe don’t do it unless you know what you’re doing.” I swallowed hard.
She chuckled, throwing her head back as giggles burst forth.
I wanted to kiss those giggles off her lips.
I wanted to pinch those pretty dusky brown nipples and watch as the pain and the pleasure warred inside of her.
I wanted to grip her ass and fill her so full of me that she would be feeling me for days.
But I didn’t do any of those things, only allowed her to use me as she saw fit for this first time.
And let me tell you something.
It was absolute torture. One of the hardest things I’d ever had to do in my life.
“Shit,” she breathed when my hands curved upwards away from her ass and hips, cupping the area underneath of her shoulder blades. “You’re killing me.” I cracked. “Smalls.”
Hell, I wasn’t even making any sense any longer. I felt like my brain was working through sludge, trying to make sense of the senseless.
She grinned then. “You’re killin’ me, Smalls?”
“You’re killing me, Smalls,” I quipped. “I’m so close. You’re killing me.”
My explanation didn’t make much sense, either.
I wasn’t sure that I cared.
At that point, all I wanted to do was come inside of her.