He started pressing his length against my pussy, my wetness making his movements slick and fluid. I couldn’t grasp my mind around how big he was, how thick and long he felt.
“God, let me make you feel good, Abagail.”
I nodded, unable to speak.
He pulled back so he was resting on his knees. His hands were on my thighs, keeping me spread open for him. “You want me to touch you here?” he asked and slid one hand close to my pussy. He gently touched me where no other person had before, and my back arched on its own.
“Yes,” I whispered harshly. “Touch me everywhere.”
He moved his other hand between my legs, and then, while staring at my face, spread my lips open for him. He broke eye-contract and looked at where he’d obscenely opened me, and I swore the air violently left his lungs.
“Christ, you’re so pink and wet for me.”
My hands were shaking, my heart thundering behind my ribs. We were both breathing so hard and had beads of sweat covering our bodies. I was close to orgasming already and he’d barely touched me.
I heard my heart thundering in my ears, felt it in my throat. This was crazy, but in a good way. A groan ripped from him, and the sound went right through my entire body. He ran a finger through my center, the feeling so incredible I reached out and curled my hands in the sheets on either side of me, trying to stabilize myself.
“Do you want me here, baby?”
I nodded and licked my lips. “God, yes, Max.”
With his fingers still running up and down my slit, he used his other hand to grab his huge cock. His flesh was smooth, toned, and the monster between his thighs had me idly wondering how painful it would be to have him inside me.
But I trusted Max impeccably and knew he’d be gentle, take his time with me.
He rubbed his palm up and down the huge erection he sported, and I felt the heat coming from him. I felt my clit tingle, my inner muscles clench, and was on the verge of begging him for more.
“I need you,” I finally managed to say, and the sound that came from him had this rush filling me. He wanted me just as desperately as I wanted him. I shouldn’t have watched him jerk off, but the fact that he stared at my pussy as he touched me at the same time he pleasured himself, turned me on so much.
And when I saw a dot of clear fluid lining the tip, my mouth dried as he used it as lubrication to stroke himself faster. As if my body was no longer my own, I found myself reaching out, pushing his hand away, and taking his cock in my hand. He was warm, the skin covering his length like velvet over steel. He was hard and big, and my fingers couldn’t wrap fully around his girth. God, what would he feel like thrusting deep inside me? What would it feel like to be stretched by Max?
I couldn’t help thinking what a tight fit it would be, that he’d have to really work to get his shaft inside me. And those thoughts and my body heating even more had me stroking him faster.
Up and down, steady and slow. He groaned again, the muscles in his neck standing out in stark relief.
“Abigail,” he hissed. “Baby, if you keep this up, I’ll come before I’m even in you.”
He grunted and closed his eyes, and I ran my palm over the crown of his dick.
I curled my hand tighter around his cock and started rubbing my palm up and down his length, loving that it looked like he’d lose control.
His big body was curled over mine, his eyes now open as he stared into my face. “I don’t want you to stop, but if you don’t, I’m going to come, and I’m not ready for this night to be over with.” He exhaled slowly. “I don’t ever want it to be over with.”
I let go over him, so ready, so primed I was a little embarrassed over the fact. He leaned in and kissed me, and I wrapped my arms around his neck as he settled against me once more, his shaft right against my pussy.
I needed more.
Chapter Ten
Max
Fuck.
I was about to come and hadn’t even felt how wet and tight she was. I hadn’t even been inside my girl yet. I wanted this to last so fucking badly, wanted to get her off several times before I let myself go over the edge, but hell, I was having a hard time getting control.
And I didn’t think I’d last.
I’d been waiting for this for far too long.
I stared down at her for long seconds, marveling in the fact that she. Was. Mine.