Bad Bad Girl

He grappled with her remaining clothing and swept the material off her body in quick, swift movements. She was naked in broad daylight. No blanket to hide under, no darkness to cloak her exposed skin, not even a shadow to help soften it. Insecurities knocked on the back of her mind.

Sawyer must have sensed Rebecca’s inner battle, because he paused and kissed her gently on the neck. “I think you are extremely beautiful, and I’ve had to fight the urge of wanting to see you naked the entire time I worked on your tattoo. You’re stunning.”

He cupped her breasts and buried his face in their fullness, lapping at her nipples as she arched beneath his masterful tongue. He concentrated on each one, taking his time, not rushing, not anxious, just relishing in her body; his moans and shivers pushing her to the edge. An orgasm threatened to overwhelm her—and he was only focusing on her breasts.

When he nipped a little harder, she grabbed his head and tugged it toward her until her mouth covered his. There was so much desperation in the kiss, but she didn’t know if it was hers or his. Her hand tugged at his pants, not wanting to waste another moment. “Help me get these off of you.”

He removed his clothes in an instant, fast but not fast enough for Rebecca as she yanked and pulled, wanting to see him naked before her. Once nude, Sawyer bent down and feasted on Rebecca’s mouth again, not giving her a chance to really absorb how exotic and delicious his ink-covered body truly was. She thought she was prepared for his touch, but when his hand found her pussy, the air whooshed from her lungs in a forceful rush.

“Your body is screaming for me to take you. I’ve never been so attracted, so drawn and so fucking in need to have someone before,” Sawyer said between clenched teeth as he raked his fingernails lightly across the inside of her thigh, and she almost shot off the bed.

She gasped loudly as his erection slid down the center of her heat, larger than she expected.

“Rebecca?” He paused, his breath panting across her face. “Is this what you want?”

Oh, God. Did he really have to ask? The sound of her sensual juices being spread around by his cock as he grinded against her should have been answer enough. “Now,” she pleaded as she kissed him long and hard, hoping he’d do more than just rub his cock on the outside of her cunt. Now. She had to have him now! She hadn’t realized how much she’d missed a man’s touch, and how the starvation of sex had ravished her body. She thrust her hips forward, trying to take the control in her own hands. But he pulled away just enough so that the tip of his dick rubbed against her clit, making her want to scream out in need. Gritting her teeth, she said, “You’re driving me crazy, Sawyer, I can’t take much more. I want this. I want you.”

He held himself immobile above her, his face buried in her neck, one hand clasping the back of her head tightly. His body shuddered as he gently eased his cock past her entrance. He took his time, inching his way forward, moaning as he moved deeper and deeper.

She wrapped her arms around his back and hugged him close, rubbing her face against the curve of his neck. Closing her eyes, she focused on the feeling of Sawyer possessing her completely. His arms tightened around her, his breathing grew choppy as he pumped in and out as slowly as he’d entered her. As much as she wanted to be fucked hard, the delicate way that he made love for the first time seemed so right. This was more than a wild fuck that they would both move on from. Something was different. Their bodies were joining, connecting, loving.

In and out, he pumped. Stretching her with his size with every thrust of his hips. His soft kisses to her head, his tight embrace, and his unhurried rhythm expressed a tenderness she hadn’t expected. He handled her body like fine china rather than using it for only his satisfaction.

The carnal feeling of his cock pumping and his loving actions all combined, bringing on an orgasm that had her arching her back and crying out as little lights danced behind her eyelids. “Oh God,” she cried, as pure electricity rocked her body.

“Yes, baby,” he whispered in between kissing her forehead. “Come for me. Milk my cock with your pussy.” His words were all it took to bring on a second wave even stronger than the first.

Sawyer picked up speed and thrust deeper with each push. Rebecca looked up into his eyes as they closed in ecstasy. His body tensed, and he shoved his cock as deeply as he could as a loud groan left his body. She could feel the pulsation of his come as her lingering orgasm helped milk him dry like he had just commanded.