Let Go

The swell of pride at having her cum in my mouth is better than any applause or award I’ve ever received. I’m bigger and happier than I can remember being in my life, and all because this mysterious girl tugged on my heart and whispered unspoken words to me that we were meant to be.

“That’s my good girl. Give me all of you, Teah. All of you…”

6

Teah

This moment is so surreal, I’m barely holding onto reality.

My inner thighs quiver as Lock holds my body steady and his tongue moves gently over my outer lips before kissing his way over my shaking belly. He’s covering me with his mouth, every inch of me feels alive.

“Please.” I mumble, unsure what it is I want, but knowing I’ll beg for more of whatever this is.

Whatever this moment is.

I barely know him, but I see something in his eyes that soothes me. Something that tells me I’m where I should be and that we will take care of each other. There’s a sadness about him and it draws me out of my shell, wanting to ease whatever the pain is I see behind those sea blue eyes.

His face is balanced yet imperfect. Carved yet not exactly beautiful. Masculine, yes. Sexy, God yes. His short cropped dark hair frames angled cheekbones and his chin balances with a jutting brow. He’s older than me and I like the sense of leadership he seems to exude.

There’s something about us together that tells me we are both alone in this world. And there’s a tortured part of his soul that matches the lonely part of mine, and we will each fill the empty spaces for the other.

“Please, what?” His eyes meet mine and there’s a fire behind them that half frightens me with its intensity. “Tell me what you need.”

A growl rumbles in his chest as a smile curves his lips. His teeth are sexy, his smile that of a Cheshire cat as he lowers my hips to the bed and steps back, his hands sliding up my legs until they grip my knees and push them apart.

I feel the cool air of the room on my warm flesh and Lock’s hands go to his belt.

Holding my breath, I watch as he slips the leather free, then his pants are off and tossed into the pile of clothes next to the bed.

Everything about him is perfection. A broad chest spotted with hair the color of chocolate and an erection that has me swallowing hard and unsure if my body will allow him inside me.

I forget everything as I stare at that massive cock, the way it juts from his body.

“Little Wolf, tell me what you need.” He repeats and I take a deep breath as I try to process the enormity of his question.

“This.” I squeak out, my hands gripping the sheets by my hips as Lock reaches down and fists his shaft, making a wave of desire crash through me. “Whatever this is.”

I’ve never seen a man touch himself before but watching Lock’s hand stroking his cock has me on the edge. He smiles as he sees my intense stare and takes a step forward, making my belly flutter.

“You like that don’t you, Little Wolf? You like knowing you’re the one making me hard. Making me want you. You like watching me touch myself, thinking of how I want to fuck you. That’s what I’m thinking you know, Teah. How much I want to fuck you.”

I raise my hips an inch, craving what he is bringing me. I never thought much about what my first time would be like and right now with Lock, it feels exactly right. I push the questions away and give in completely to the feelings.

He releases his cock, then reaches up and slides his hands under my back, pushing me higher onto the bed and readjusting my legs so they are still wide for him.

Leaning down, he kisses each of my knees, then crawls onto me, his lips first brushing the nape of my neck before I gasp at the sharp pinch of his teeth.

“I’m going to make you mine, Teah. You understand that, don’t you?”

I feel his cock brushing against my inner thigh as he lowers his mouth to my breast, sucking hard and deep, making my back arch into him and my hips shift, wanting him there. Wanting him inside me.

“I want to be yours.” I plead, still unsure what all this is and how I’m this girl, here right now, wanting a man I barely know.

His teeth replace his lips on my breast and I gasp. He moves to the other, repeating the action and taking small bites out of me, growling as he does.

Chills cover me and I twist and yelp in an odd ecstasy that surprises me. The pain and pleasure wind and wrap into each other as the tip of his cock meets my clit and my hips take on the task of rubbing those parts of us together.