"Now you’re ready," he whispers against my lips as he positions himself between my legs.
My heart rate goes through the roof when I feel the head of his massive cock at my opening, resting against my clit. I want to feel him so bad, to bring him the same pleasure he’s brought me. Looking into my eyes, I can see my innocence reflected in his eyes for a split second. I know he understands how much this means, and there’s no doubt I can trust him with being my first.
"I’m ready," I nod while answering his silent question.
"It’s gonna hurt a little, okay?" He asks and I nod as he leans down, kissing me deeply, urgently, his tongue dancing in my mouth as a thick, hard rod plunging inside me, tearing my flesh in the process.
A scream races from my mouth, but Thomas swallows my pain, wrapping his arms around me as he slowly slides out of me, before re-entering me, this time going even further. I moan this time, the pain blending to pleasure as he slides out and then back again.
"Are you okay?" He pulls away to check on me, his hips pausing as he hovers above me.
"Don’t stop!" My eyes fly open just long enough to see the look of desire in his eyes before he returns to thrusting into me, my insides curving to his manhood in a delicious way.
"Fuck!" he bites out, his mouth close to my ear as he buries his face in my neck.
"Oh, baby!" I moan, wrapping my arms and legs around him, rocking with him as he rhythmically thrusts in and out of me, his body moving like a wave, and I’m careful to ride right along with him. I can’t believe I’ve called him ‘baby’, but it just rolled off my tongue.
"You feel amazing," he groans, and the sound of satisfaction in his tone makes my stomach muscles clench as he digs deeper inside me.
"Oh God, Thomas!" I moan, gripping him tighter.
"Ungh! You’re so wet, baby… And so fucking tight," he groans, his hips surging forward and backward, as his long rod slides in and out of my slippery sex.
Our bodies our moving as one, as I hold onto him for dear life, wanting every inch. I swear he gets deeper with every thrust, and the sensation is stronger and stronger. The pain has completely faded, leaving nothing but physical bliss. The vibrations are back in my pelvis, this time stronger than ever. I can actually feel myself losing control, like I’m going in and out of consciousness as the sensations become too much to bear.
"Thomas! Baby!" I cry as another climax threatens to tear me apart.
"Fuck, baby," he groans, his hips lazy surging forward before slowly withdrawing. "You’re gonna make me cum calling my name like that."
His voice is deep and throaty, laced with sensuality and I know he means what he’s saying. Knowing I can cause him to lose control in the same way he does to me makes me feel like the most powerful woman in the world.
"Yes! Yes! Thomas, baby," I moan loudly, my voice melodic as my body climbs a mountain, reaching my physical peak of satisfaction.
"Oh, fuck," he growls in my ear when my nails dig into his back.
Increasing his pace, Thomas’ hips surge forward eve more aggressively, driving his length into me at an angle that hits the perfect place inside me over and over. There’s a treasure chest inside me, overflowing as I try my best to contain the overwhelming waves building in my chest.
The sensations are everywhere. I feel them throughout my body, and even my skin is super sensitive, so when Thomas begins kissing and sucking my neck I think I might explode on the spot. He knows just what to do to set my body on fire.
"I’m gonna… I’m gonna…" Oh God, my body feels like its vibrating and I know I’m seconds away from falling into another climax.
"Yeah, baby. You’re gonna cum for me again," He growls in my ear, placing his hand behind my knee to lift my leg. His hips rise and fall harshly into me rapidly, the intensity catching me by surprise.
"Oh, God! Thomas!" I plead, although I’m not sure what I want. I like the feeling of letting go and allowing my orgasm to wash over me, but this feels so amazing, in some ways I don’t want it to end. The vibrations scare me again, because they’re stronger than before and I feel unsure of what’s to come next.
My sex is stretched to its max as Thomas digs deep inside me, his deep groans pushing me further into my own bliss as I continue to build, the waves and vibrations working together to tickle me from the depths of my belly.
"Oh, Nicole… Fuck, baby," he’s moaning now, his thrusts less rhythmic and more desperate as he buck like an animal. His lack of control begins my onslaught.
"Yes! Thomas!" I cry.
"Tell me, baby," He leads me, his arms wrapped tightly around me, pulling me flush against him until it’s difficult for me to breathe.
"Oh! Baby, I’m… Oh, Thomas!" I cry, my control seeping through the cracks like water between fingers.
"Tell me, Nicole," he growls, his mouth so close to my skin that his words dampen my ear lobe.
"Thomas, baby… Baby… I’m cumming for you," the words are barely out of my mouth when I completely lose control, going to autopilot as Thomas’ hips rage erratically, slamming into me so roughly there’s a clapping sound each time our bodies collide.