The Virgin Roommate (Virgin Marriage 3)

“I don’t want to run.” She looks down at me as I pull her jeans off.

“I wouldn’t let you,” I admit. She really never did have the chance to get away if I’m honest. I lean forward and press my nose against her panties and breathe her in. She smells like cinnamon and woman even though I know she’s still untouched.

“Marco, don’t make me beg,” she whines as she rolls her hips forward.

I pull the peach cotton to the side and reveal her pretty pink lips. There’s just a small strip of dark hair and I lick my lips as I stare at it.

“Did you do this for me?” I ask without looking up.

“Yes,” she whispers, and I can hear the whine in her voice.

“Might as well be an arrow pointing the way.”

She gasps when I lean forward and lick her hungrily. I’ve been apart from her for too long and I’m too desperate to have her. The taste of her makes me moan and I grip her thighs tightly as I spread them wider. I flick my tongue over her clit rapidly and she calls out my name.

“Fuck, it’s too goddamn good,” I say, sucking on her lips and putting her legs on my shoulders.

“Don’t stop.” Her fingers grip my hair as she rocks against my mouth.

I slide two fingers into her wet warmth and her pussy grips me impossibly tight.

“You expect me to get in this?” She moans again, and I move them in and out like I’m fucking her. “I’ll be lucky if I can get the tip of my cock inside you with how tight you are.”

Her pussy drips down my fingers and I lick it up, burying my face between her legs.

“As long as I can cum in here, I don’t care if I get balls deep or not.”

“Oh god, Marco.”

Her fingers grip my hair so tight I think she might pull it out by the root, but her body is screaming for release and I can’t deny her what she wants.

I lick circles around her clit over and over until she screams out her release and calls my name. It’s like a symphony in my ears and I smile against her pussy as I lick her gently. My fingers slow and I slip them from her and lick those clean, too. Her legs are relaxed and she hums her satisfaction as I put her on her feet long enough for me to stand up and then scoop her up in my arms.

“Are we going to sleep now?” she says with her eyes closed and her head resting against my chest.

“If you do, you’ll miss the best part,” I say and she laughs against my chest.

My cock is hard and aching for her as I put her in the middle of her bed and strip her panties off. I take off my clothes and then get between her legs. I push her sweatshirt up and see she isn’t wearing a bra.

“Did you walk around all day like this?” I ask as I lean down and suck on one of her nipples.

“Marco!” she cries out when I run my teeth across it and then bite the soft skin under her breast.

“These are mine now, Gia.” I spread her legs, running the length of my cock through her sticky folds. “This is mine, too.”

“Yes,” she moans, arching her back and closing her eyes.

“Every part of you belongs to me,” I say, and I wait until she opens her eyes. “That means you only go without a bra when I’m with you. So when I want to reach under your shirt and play with your nipples I can.”

I lean down and suck the other one as I keep on rubbing my rock-hard cock between her lips. I’m teasing both of us and I know it.

“I’m yours, Marco. Don’t make me wait.”

I pull her sweatshirt off and toss it on the floor so she’s completely bare under me. Her body is long and curved right where I can hold on tight and I’ve never wanted anything more.

“Tell me you love me,” I say as I stare into her eyes.

There’s a voice in the back of my head that’s demanding she say it first because I’m terrified to do it myself. Being rejected my whole life has kept the walls around me firmly in place. But this woman is a bulldozer and she’s busted her way through and now I’m scared to death of what might happen.

Her hand is gentle on my face as she smiles at me softly. “I love you, Marco Taylor. And I will love you every day for the rest of my life.”

I close my eyes and let her words sink in, because I’ve never heard them before. I bury my face in her neck so that she can’t see how hard it just hit me and how close I am to coming undone.