I try to lift my hips up to his mouth because God, he can’t give me that and then just take it away again. My nipples are hard as rocks but I can’t move because he’s holding my hips to keep me in place.
Then his mouth dips to tongue inside my pussy. A long, deep thrust of his tongue that makes my limbs quake. My eyes pop open again and I cry out in shock and pleasure at the intrusion.
His thumb takes up where his mouth left off at my clit. Oh God, if I thought he was eating at me hungrily before, it’s nothing to how crazy he goes when he gets at my little virgin pussy.
He thrusts his tongue in and sucks and kisses at the swollen, sensitive lips of my sex. And then a finger from his other hand joins his tongue, slipping inside my sopping hole.
I cry out, not in pain but because yes, oh God, yes. I didn’t even realize how empty I was there until I’ve finally got something solid to clench at.
And clench I do. My whole body contracts around the digit he presses further and further inside me.
He hisses, pulling away from me just long enough to mutter, “Fuck,” before sucking me even more earnestly. His mouth goes back to my clit as his finger continues to explore inside me.
First to a knuckle, then deeper until I feel the base of his hand at my pelvis.
I let out a breath as he moves his finger inside me, first pressing against one wall and then another. Exploring. Or stretching? I don’t know. It feels strange and wonderful and—
A second finger teases at my entrance and I bite my bottom lip to keep from crying out. I can’t stop my quick, huffing breaths though.
Is this when it will start to hurt? Will he just jam it in?
But no, he works the second finger in as slowly as he did the first, probing and stretching as he goes.
And then he does this thing with his teeth, nibbling at my clit while he presses upwards with his fingers and holy—
A high-pitched wail escapes my throat.
It’s so good.
So high.
Fuck. Oh God, yes, more.
More. Oh—
My back arches off the bed as I come.
I’m blindfolded but the light is so bright behind my eyelids as I hit the peak. He keeps suckling me through it.
I’m still panting, barely coming down when I feel him shift. He’s moving.
That was so good, so freaking insane—
But then, all of the sudden—
Cock!
He’s sticking his cock in me!
Holy shit!
My brain blinks on again. There’s no warning, no nothing—he tricked me by giving me the best orgasm of my life and now his huge body is covering mine and he— he’s—
I can’t see. I have no idea what’s happening. Oh God. I yank against my wrist constraints and try to pull my legs together but the head of him has already pushed through the lips of my sex.
So much bigger than his fingers.
“Christ,” he mutters, his voice low.
I should say something. Like, how about we do this tomorrow? Or never?
Oh God, it’s going to hurt. I’m going to bleed. He’s a freaking giant. He’s going to tear me in two. Oh God, oh God, oh God, oh God—
He tries to push in more and doesn’t budge. He’s at the barrier and I clench even tighter as my terror amps to an all new high.
“Relax,” he says. It sounds like an order.
I wind even tighter.
“Christ, even your teeth are clenched.”
At his words, I realize he’s right. My jaw aches with how tight my teeth are gritted.
Awesome, so he’ll realize what a bad idea this is, pull back, and we can forget about this whole thing. Maybe he’ll come to see that I’m the wrong girl for this whole ridiculous plan and go find someone else much more accommodating and—
His lips drop back to my breast.
I’m so surprised at the move and the spark of reignited pleasure that for a second, my body relaxes.
He takes advantage and thrusts in.
The pain makes me yelp and my legs come up reflexively. Where I encounter his body. Still, my legs strain against him, clutching him to me since I have nothing to grab except the leather strap of the belt holding my arms over my head. And I need everything possible to ground me in this moment.
I can’t help but be terrified of the expected pain.
But… it was little more than a sharp pinch, not the sustained pain girls have so often talked about. And it’s already fading. The fact that Xavier hasn’t let up his attentions to my breasts is certainly helping distract me, too.
And then there’s him between my legs.
Inside me.
Holy shit, he’s inside me. Having sex with me. Even though at the moment he’s just still, like he’s allowing me to become accustomed to him.