Hungry For More

“Stop it,” he says as he grabs my wrists and pins them above my head. He’s breathing heavy now as he comes closer. I didn’t even realize I was hitting at him until he stopped me. “Calm down, Sage.”

I’m breathing heavily and shame burns through me. I wouldn’t be so inexperienced if my family hadn’t kept me locked away for long. Now I’ve got a chance to have sex for the first time and I’ve ruined it. Damn Jensen and damn everyone in my life that keeps holding me back.

“You don’t know anything,” I say and then feel the tears sting my eyes.

“Shh,” he murmurs as he leans down and kisses my lips softly.

His strength and the weight of him do something to my insides. It’s like one of those weighted blankets. My body feels at peace as he keeps kissing me so sweetly. Can this possibly be the same man from the restaurant, or the one who walked in and demanded I open my robe for him? The feel of his full lips against mine is completely different than anything he’s done before.

“You’re worked up, bombshell. Let me take care of it.” When I feel the slick heat of his tongue against mine, I open my mouth and let him have me like no other man has. He kisses me like I’m his and in this moment I am.

My eyes stay closed as he kisses my neck and then between my breasts. I feel him everywhere as sensations fire from every inch of my body. His wet lips cover one nipple and I cry out when he sucks the tight peak into his mouth.

“Remember what I said about keeping quiet. I need you to be a church mouse while I take care of you so I don’t have to explain this to your brother right this second.”

For a moment, I wonder if he’s going to explain it to him at some point or if this will be our little secret. But then he pushes my breasts together and sucks on each nipple in quick succession. Back and forth he loves each one equally as the lower half of my body screams for attention.

“Jensen,” I whisper, and he hums in satisfaction.

“Keep saying my name like that and I won’t be responsible for what happens next.” He releases my tender nipples as he kisses my soft belly and wide hips. “Goddamn, I’m going to have to fight to not get you pregnant.”

My eyes pop open and I start to sit up, but he slides down to my pussy and the tip of his tongue teases my slit. I nearly come off the bed but then fall back onto it and raise my hips towards his mouth. That’s where I’m hurting the most and where I’m desperate for his mouth to be.

“Please, please, please,” I beg softly.

He teases me again with the barest of licks between my lips and I want to growl. I grip the sheets tight when what I want to do is grip his head and shove him down on my pussy. I’ve never been so bold, but something about him makes me absolutely brazen.

“And you beg pretty, too? Fuck me, I’m going to have a ring on you before the night is over.”

I clench my teeth and give up. I’ve had enough. I let go of the sheet and run my fingers through his hair before I hold him still and grind my pussy against his mouth. I’m mortified and relieved at the same time and I have to bite my lip to keep from crying out.

He grips my thighs tight to pull them open. When his tongue circles my clit, I loosen my grip on him and relax against the bed. I can feel his cocky smile against me as he licks me, but I don’t care anymore. He feels so good that I think I’d let him say whatever he wanted to right now.

He grunts as he pushes two fingers inside of me and my body tightens. I’m so full, but it’s not half as thick as the monster between his legs. He moves his fingers, and just like in the restaurant he touches some magical place that has me gasping for air and right on the edge of climax. I feel it when he adds another finger and I can’t catch my breath. It’s too much but exactly what I need all at the same time. My shoulders come up off the bed as he works me from the inside out and his tongue tortures my clit.

I reach over and grab a throw pillow and stuff it against my face. I have only half a second before my orgasm hits me and I’m screaming into it. My whole body lights up like the Fourth of July and heat sears my veins. It’s the hardest, most amazing orgasm I’ve ever had in my life and it keeps on going.