So Good

I closed my eyes, not able to keep them open as pleasure coursed through me.

Matthew was breathing heavily, the thick length of his erection pressing against my belly, over and over again as he thrust against me. He was so big, so hard for me. I might have been a virgin, but I knew what I wanted, and that was for Matthew to take me irrevocably, to be consumed by me and devour every inch of my body.

I felt drunk from his touch and kisses, and wanted to be so far gone with the feel and taste of Matthew that nothing else mattered, not the repercussions, not the threat that diving into this forbidden love affair could have serious and disastrous consequences.

I didn’t care in that moment because I loved Matthew too much.

Matthew started kissing me again, grinding his massive erection against my belly harder, fiercely, like he couldn’t get enough, and all I could do was hold on and take it all.

“Matthew,” I moaned. “Tell me what you want.” I needed to hear him say it.

“All I want is you.” He held my face in his hands, tilted my head to the side, and stroked my lips with his tongue. “Only you.”

I let my head fall back slightly and closed my eyes once more, loving it when he started stroking my skin with his thumbs, gently, softly, as if he thought I might break. “Then be with me, Matthew.”

This growl of need left him and he pulled back to stare down at me for a few seconds, almost like he was struggling with himself about what he should do, if he should stop this before it even got started.

“We deserve this,” I whispered.

Despite the chill in the air, I was overheated. My nipples were hard, my panties soaked. I was too worked up to even try and act like I wouldn’t be pushed over the edge if he blew in my ear.

He said nothing, didn’t move even more. I reached out and flattened my hands on his chest, smoothed them down, and stopped at the button and fly of his jeans. My hands started to shake at the thought that I was about to be with the man I loved, that he would be moving so hard inside of me. I actually felt lightheaded from it.

But before I could undo his button, he took hold of my hands and brought them up to his mouth, kissing my knuckles.

God, don’t stop this.

“Matthew.” I breathed out his name, feeling my hands tremble even harder now. “Don’t stop this,” I said out loud this time. I wanted to give him everything, wanted to be able to pleasure him as much as he would surely pleasure me. But I knew nothing about sex, was so inexperienced it was laughable.

He pulled me close and stared into my face. Even in the darkness I saw his nostrils flare and this possessive, dangerous look cover his face.

“You’re mine.” I leaned in close. “No one will ever know how you feel but me.”

I licked my lips and nodded.

Before I knew what was happening, clothes were tearing and being tossed aside. It was like an animal was let free inside of Matthew and he let it out, let it be feral.

Matthew had his hands on my hips as he backed me up until the edge of the bed came in contact with the back of my knees. I couldn’t breathe, and my knees felt so wobbly, my legs so unsteady.

I slowly lowered myself to the bed and stared up at him, seeing his massive body dominating the space around us, between us. He leaned forward and braced a hand on the bed beside me. We breathed the same air for a second, and then he was kissing me again.

He groaned against my lips, his tongue stroking mine, his actions fierce as he mouth-fucked me. And that’s exactly what he was doing, as if he were too unhinged to control himself.

“Your virginity, innocence, is mine.” He stroked my lips with his tongue, and moved his hand down my chest, teasing the edge of my breast before moving down my belly. He stopped when he got to the top of my pussy, the heat and heavy weight of his hand on my mound wringing a gasp from me.

I stared up at him, my lips parted as I waited for him to touch the most sensitive part of me.

“Your pussy is mine, Ivy. No one will know how hot and tight you are, how this virgin pussy feels clenching as you come.”

I felt that truth deep in my body, and knew without a doubt he meant every word. The low throb that had been present between my thighs now became a fierce pounding that demanded to be noticed.

“If only you really knew how I feel for you, that you hold the key to everything that is me.” His voice was low and filled with heat. “If you only you knew that I’d take down anyone who thought they could take you from me.”