Sacked (The New York Nighthawks 1)

“Trust me, baby,” I told her in a gravelly voice. When she nodded, I settled myself on my stomach with my shoulders wedged between her thighs, holding them open. Using my thumbs, I opened the glistening lips of her pussy and nearly came like a horny teenager. “Fuck,” I muttered. “You’re perfect. So pink and wet.” I dragged my tongue up her center, and she cried out, bucking her hips up for more. “Mmm, your pussy tastes as delicious as your mouth.” I licked her a few more times, then carefully pushed just the tip of my pinkie into her channel. “Son of a bitch,” I grunted. She was tight as fuck. Her muscles were fighting to keep even my smallest finger out.

But I was damn determined, so I kept licking and kissing, teasing Naomi’s clit, and slowly pushing my digit inside her. When I’d finally made it all the way, I worked it in and out a few times before slowly working in a second finger.

Naomi was hanging onto a ledge, ready to jump at any second. So I sucked hard on her clit and she screamed as she flew apart. Her back bowed, her fingers yanked at my hair, but her inner muscles loosened, and I took advantage of the space, inserting a third finger. I pumped them in and out, working her through her orgasm and stretching her, preparing her to take my fat cock.

Rather than letting her relax and chance her stiffening up, I ditched my underwear and climbed over her while she was still reeling from her climax. Carefully, I pressed the swollen head of my dick into her hole. Then I strummed her little bundle of nerves with one hand and used every spasm that set off inside her to push in a little farther.

When I felt resistance, I stopped and inhaled deeply. Naomi watched me, her blue pools hazy with passion and swirling with apprehension. This was going to hurt, there was no way around it. I hated that, but I wanted her to be mine even more.

Bending my neck, I captured her lips in another soul-binding kiss. Eventually, I felt her relax a little and decided to just get the hard part over with. I punched my hips and plunged inside, shoving my cock inside as far as it would go. The tip bumped against her cervix as my balls slapped against her ass. I was sheathed completely, and it felt like I’d died and gone to heaven.

Despite the euphoria, I stayed frozen in place, giving her time to stretch to accommodate my size. Tears sparkled on her cheeks, and they sent a lance of pain through my heart. “I’m so sorry, baby,” I murmured, kissing away the wetness. “I hate that you’re hurting.” I was trying so hard to keep still that sweat rolled down and dripped from my body.

Naomi’s walls clenched, and my dick twitched. Back the fuck off, I mentally snarled at it.

He just twitched again, but this time, Naomi moaned and shifted ever so slightly.

“Did that feel good, baby?” I whispered hopefully.

She bit her lip, then met my gaze and nodded. “I feel…full. But when you move—oh, Prentice!”

My body apparently had a mind of its fucking own. Before she’d even finished speaking, my hips had retreated less than an inch, then plunged forward again.

“How about that?” I purred. I gave another shallow thrust, and Naomi shuddered.

“Oh, yes,” she moaned, her hands clinging to my shoulders as her legs wrapped around my waist.

I pulled out farther this time before driving back in. The feeling of my tip pushing against her cervix brought a glaring detail to my attention.

No condom. Shit. I was inside her bare, about to blow my load and coat her womb with my seed.

I contemplated what to do while I dragged my cock out nearly all the way, then slammed home.

“Oh, fuck,” I grunted as her pussy clamped down, holding me in when I tried to pull back. “You’re so damn tight, baby. Your virgin pussy doesn’t want to let my big cock go.”

“Again,” Naomi begged as she writhed beneath me. I’d promised to give her anything, so I did it again. “Prentice!” she shouted when I bottomed out and my pelvis ground against hers, stimulating her clit.

“Can you take more?” I asked in a ragged voice, barely hanging on to my control.

“Please,” Naomi whimpered. “I need you.”

“You’ll always have me,” I grunted. Then I grabbed her legs from around my waist and draped them over my arms. The new position spread her open wide and raised her lower body. The angle allowed me to pass over her clit as I entered and drag along her G-spot when I came back out.

Her thighs and southern lips had whisker burn, making my mouth water to taste her again. Watching my cock disappear in her drenched pussy, coming out sticky with her cream and tinted pink from her virgin blood, snapped the last of my good intentions. I went up onto my knees and held her in the perfect position so I could pound in and out of her at a wild pace. Slamming the bed against the wall over and over as I fucked her like a man possessed. “Oh, fuck, baby,” I groaned. “That’s so damn good. Fuck, yes. Fuck! Squeeze that tight little pussy, Naomi, Fuck! Fuck!”