Ava
My toes curl just from his kiss. All I can do is hold on because the way my body is reacting to his kisses is like an overload of all my senses.
His hands stroke down my body, and he kneads my full breast as he kisses me. When he pulls away, we’re both breathless.
For just a second, I feel fear. “Please, don’t stop, Tank. I want this.”
He pulls back and looks me in the eye. “Honey, there’s no way I can stop now.”
I wrap my arms around his neck, and he kisses me breathless once more before moving down my body. He kisses and tastes every part of me along the way. I run my hands through his hair, holding him to me.
When he wraps his lips around my puckered nipple, I lift off the bed. I feel his smile against my skin, but he shows no mercy. He lavishes each breast with attention, moving between the two. All I can do is soak it all in, trying to hold in my moans of satisfaction.
His hand trails down my body between the two of us, and when he palms my wet core, I lift up to meet his touch. His fingers part me, slowly rolling through my wet, slick folds. The sound of my slick channel should embarrass me, but he groans. “Fuck, baby, you’re so wet.”
Any embarrassment I felt is out the door. The truth is, I’m soaked with desire, and it’s all for him.
He lifts his head to look at me. “I have to taste you.”
He moves down between my legs, holding them open with his wide shoulders. He wastes no time in tasting me, and when he does, he doesn’t let up. His tongue flicks back and forth on my swollen clit, and I groan from the contact. I squirm along the sheets, my hands digging into the bed, searching for something to hold on to. I’ve never experienced anything as satisfying as having Tank kiss me in my most private parts.
When he pushes his finger inside me and curls it, running along my insides, I come completely undone. My hands find the back of his head, and I hold him there, riding out the most intense release I’ve ever felt in my life.
He raises up, licking his lips. “I need to be inside you. I’m clean.”
I feel like I’ve had an out-of-body experience. The intense orgasm is wreaking havoc on me right now. I try to raise up on my forearms and then give up and fall back down on my back. “What?” I ask him.
He repeats himself. “I’m clean and I need to be inside you... bare.”
It hits me then. “I’m not on the pill, Tank.”
He shakes his head. “I don’t care. I don’t want there to be anything between us.”
He’s looking at me with the most intense look on his face. “Whatever happens, I’ll take care of you, Ava.”
I know that I just met this man a couple of days ago, but already I’m so far gone on him there’s no way I can deny him—hell, I don’t even want to. “Okay.”
He looks at me with his eyebrows arched. “Are you sure, Ava? This means you’ll be mine. I’ve never gone bare with anyone before. I’ve never wanted to. When I come inside you, that’s it. There’s no turning back.”
This time, I do go up on my forearms, and I tilt my head to the side to look at him. “Are you trying to talk me out of it?”
He reaches down and wraps his hand around his girth. He’s sitting with his thighs between mine. His cock is hard, jutting out between his legs. It’s dripping precum, and it lands right on my mound. He watches where the white jizz is lying on my body. “Fuck,” he says before reaching for it and smearing it into my skin.
His hands go to my hips, and he positions himself at my core. “I’m not trying to talk you out of it. I’m just making sure you know. You’re mine, Ava. I’m claiming you.”
My hips raise. “Yes... yes... I want that.”
He doesn’t wait. He slides into me slowly at first. I bear down on him, fighting the intrusion, and he freezes. His face is contorted as if he’s in pain or deep concentration. His hand goes between us, and he strokes my clit some more. There’s still tingling from my release earlier, and his touch brings me to life again. He slides farther in, and this time he doesn’t stop until he’s completely impaled himself on me. The pain was brief, and I don’t have any time to think about it before he’s moving in and out. His grunts are filling the room, and he doesn’t stop touching me. “Yes, come for me, Ava. Come, baby.”
I come again as he drives in and out of me. The pleasure is intense and takes over my whole body. I grip on to him, holding him to me as my whole body flexes from the intense orgasm shooting through me. My release is his undoing, and he jerks inside me, filling me with his cum.
“Mine,” he grunts on his last thrust.
He lies on top of me, trying to keep his weight off me. I wrap my arms around him, holding him to me, not wanting this to be over yet.
I’ve never been a spontaneous person. I always plan things out and weigh all the consequences. For the first time in my life, I’ve followed my heart and what it wants. Damn, I hope I don’t regret it.