No more words were spoken for long moments. Just moans, shouts, and unintelligible hollers. JP wanted nothing more than he wanted to give her the strongest orgasm she’d ever experienced. It even trumped his own desire to come, which was a first.
He drove her on like a man possessed, pulling out all his tricks. After a few minutes, he felt her pussy flutter around his tongue. Trying to curb a triumphant cheer, he pulled out, then wrapped his lips around her clit. One gentle suck was all it took to have her hands flying into his hair and her pelvis grinding against his face.
“Holy crap,” she shouted as her legs clamped down on his shoulders. “Oh, my…fuck.” Her head flew up off the pillow, and she shook as she rode the orgasm out against his face. For a short while, he was completely smothered by her smooth, creamy thighs, her soaked pussy, and her heady scent.
And he fucking loved it.
Eventually, she released his hair and flopped back onto the bed. JP crawled up her body, settling along the length of her. She had a slightly dazed look about her with glassy eyes, flushed cheeks, and lax muscles. He couldn’t keep the smug smile off his face. “I made the good, sweet Hannah curse. Does that mean I blew your mind?”
She let out a weak chuckle and gave him a shy smile. “I’m pretty sure my brains melted, yes.”
“God, you’re beautiful when you come. You know that?”
Her face flushed deep, ruby red. “Thanks.”
Always so sweet. “Can I kiss you?”
Her eyes widened and focused on his mouth. “After, uh…”
He nodded and forced himself to keep from laughing. “Yes. With the taste of your pussy on my tongue.”
“The things you say,” she said with a shake of her head, but her attention remained on his lips. “Okay.”
He leaned in and captured her mouth in a slow kiss. Much more tender than any they’d shared before. Hannah was tentative at first, probably due to the unfamiliar flavor, but she quickly took the lead.
When he ground his poor, neglected cock into her thigh, she gasped against this mouth and shifted so she cradled him between her thighs. Then she rocked into his dick, and he saw stars.
“Shit!” He broke the kiss and rested his forehead against hers. “You trying to kill me?”
“No,” she said with a giggle that made his insides dance.
Making her light and happy was a pleasure. One he was finding as addictive as her body.
“Not trying to kill you at all. But maybe, give you a hint?”
A hint? Ohh. He grinned. “Are you saying you want me to fuck you?”
She nodded. “Yes. That’s what I want.”
Usually he’d make a sexy quip or jokey comment, but the moment felt heavy in a good way. Important. Significant. And not only because it was her first time, but because it was Hannah. So instead of letting his knee-jerk reaction burst out, he said, “There is nothing I want more than to be inside you, Hannah. As long as you’re sure.”
“I am. Very, very sure.”
Keeping his gaze locked with hers, he pushed up to all fours then reached for his nightstand. She turned her head and watched as he grabbed a condom from the drawer. Then she tracked him as he shucked his shorts and knelt over her in a straddle.
“Wow,” she said in a reverent whisper.
He gripped his cock and gave a few strokes. “You’re good for my ego.”
The open way she studied him with open curiosity and heated desire only made him hotter. But when she reached for the condom and said, “Can I put it on you?” he nearly came right there.
“Jesus Christ, I hope I have the strength to endure that.”
He handed over the foil packet and clenched his teeth. Hard. They groaned under the strength of his jaw.
With a fierce frown of concentration, Hannah sat up, ripped the condom open, and pulled it from the packet.
She placed it over the head of his dick and began to roll it down with mildly trembling fingers. The second she touched him, his cock twitched, and he hissed out a pained breath. There wasn’t really anything sexy about it. It was her first time, and she was nervous, so she fumbled a bit, but it didn’t matter. She was touching him, and it was the best feeling in the whole damn world.
Once she had the condom in place, she wrapped her hand around him and smoothed up and down the latex. “So hard,” she whispered.
He’d never get to feel her come around him if she kept up the curious exploration. JP groaned and grabbed her wrist in a gentle grip. “Another time.”
He pushed her to her back and nudged her thighs wide. “Ready?”
She nodded. “Please.” Everything about her relayed trust. From the open way she looked at him, to the way she lay beneath him, allowing him to take the lead. He wanted to do right by her in every way. To make this first time not only great but fucking spectacular. He wanted any and every guy who came after him to have a ridiculously high bar to reach.