What If

He lowers my hips so slowly as the head of his cock pushes inside me. I feel myself stretch to accommodate him and it makes me draw a sharp breath and hold it.

“Baby…” He pauses. “…you okay?”

I nod, feeling the walls of my pussy grip the few inches of him that are inside me; wanting more but not sure if I can take it.

“You’re just big,” I whisper the words, sounding stupid, I know, but my vocabulary is suddenly diminished.

“You’re so wet. Just kiss me and take a deep breath.”

He cocks his head upward, and I let my lips fall to his, filling my lungs with a long slow breath as I help him lower my body further.

My insides adjust but I feel so full. I want more. I want it all, even if it hurts.

Our kiss takes on the rhythm of his upward motions. He’s taking it slow, the smallest of movements are easing him inside of me, and every nerve in my body feels like it’s on fire.

We breathe into each other as he gives me another few inches of him, then stalls, waiting, and I whimper into his lips as another orgasm builds quickly.

I’ve only had sex a couple of times, and it’s been years. Nothing came close to this. None of them gave me what Torin is giving me. It’s like he knows exactly where to touch, exactly how to move. Every movement, every pause, hitting spots inside me I didn’t know existed.

We are so connected it’s hard to remember I just met this man. I want to stay right here, doing this with him forever.

His fingertips dig farther into the flesh of my hips as he increases the speed of our movements. My pussy is soaking us both. The sound of our bodies joining together fills the space around us as well as the moans I now cannot control.

I come again as he pulls out and slams back in, nearly seating himself fully inside me and I think I may die of pleasure.

“God, you feel fucking amazing,” he mutters as my body spasms and his voice cracks. “When you come on my cock, I think I’ve died and gone to heaven.”

He strokes in and out of me, faster, a little deeper every time, and I melt into the moment. I forget I know nothing about him.

I just let myself be here.

Right here.

Right now.

Feeling his mouth on my tit. Sucking me deep. His cock stretching me and impaling me as he grips my ass cheeks hard, holding me steady, and pressed against him.

“Slow down Blossom. I want to feel it all.”

The moment changes from frantic to intense. He looks up at me, hands controlling my hips. He’s completely inside of me now, pressing on a place I didn’t know I had, making another orgasm quickly build and spill over.

He’s saying something. He’s cursing, but in the best sort of way, and hearing the pleasure in his words pushes me, tumbling headlong into another blissful climax.

I didn’t know this was possible.

How do I trust him already? Because this moment, this is about trust. About giving him all of me. And it makes zero sense but feels more right than that first sip of coffee in the morning.

I let him do as he wishes. It’s slow for a while, then another orgasm takes my breath away, coming on so suddenly I barely hold on. But he doesn’t stop. He’s insatiable, his eyes turning dark as a possessive growl rumbles out of him and he picks me up, slips out of me and flips me over on my knees.

Breathless, he places my hands on the back of the sofa and knocks my legs apart with his knee from behind.

“Get ready. The warm-up is over, baby.”

My belly flips and flutters as he drives the entire length of his cock inside me and a hand tangles in my hair, pulling and arching me back, pushing my ass against him.

It’s all I can do to keep breathing as his cock is relentless. I don’t know how it’s grown bigger, but it has. I’m completely full and I gasp and mumble little ‘ow, ow, ow’ sounds until I adjust and listen to his low, deep groans.

I’m shaking, quivering, as orgasms topple one over another until I’m literally drooling and unable to control the sounds that are coming from me.

“That’s a good girl. I want it all. Give it all to me.”

His other hand comes to press on the small of my back as our bodies slap and slip together.

“Baby, I’m so close. I’m so fucking close.”

His words push me over the edge again and I scream his name. I’ve never screamed anyone’s name before. Never thought of it. But right now, it’s the only word I know.

“Fuck, yes.” He grunts out as I feel his cock jerk inside me.