“No, the tile is cold,” she says giggling. Her giggle goes straight to my fucking balls. I grip my cock and drag it through her folds.
“It’ll warm up, baby girl,” I say still teasing her pretty pussy. “If you don’t want my cock inside of you, breeding you, tell me now.” I pause my cock at her opening.
“I,” she says sliding her pussy about an inch down my shaft. “Want,” she says sliding another inch. “This,” she says breaching her hymen. She cries out, so I give her time to adjust, which is the hardest thing I’ve ever done. The feel of her silky pussy wrapped around me is unlike anything I’ve ever felt. She’s hot, wet, and tight, just for me. When she moves her hips, letting me know she’s ready for more, I thrust up into her hard.
“Son of a bitch,” I growl, thrusting my hips faster and faster. Her nails dig into my back.
“Nicky, baby. I’m gonna come,” she cries.
“Good girl. Drench my cock with that delicious pussy juice,” I demand. Her pussy squeezes and clenches around me when she comes for me. Seconds later, I follow behind her. Rope after rope of my seed fills her up.
“Oh, God,” she screams as she clenches yet again around me. After she stops shaking, I set her down gently and we go about our shower. That was amazing,” she finally says while rinsing the soap from her body.
“It was, baby girl. It was. As soon as we are out of the shower and dried off, I toss the towels into the hamper while she goes out to her bag and grabs her toothbrush.
Using the toothpaste on the counter, she brushes her teeth. Her rounded ass calls to me, so after brushing my own, I move behind her. My hard dick the only part of my body touching her. She leans back into me and grinds herself on me. She sets her toothbrush in the holder next to mine. Looking at me through the mirror, she smiles serenely.
So, when can we do that again?” she asks.
“Right now,” I respond. Only this time I am fucking her in our bed. I lift her over my shoulder and carry her to the bed, dropping her on it. She pulls on her hard nipples while spreading her thighs for me. I climb between them and lean down to kiss her. I move down her chest and kiss her nipples, sucking each one into my mouth. Her back arches off the bed, and I use the opportunity to slam into her. I am sure she’s sore, but I can’t slow down. She moans before moving her hips to meet me thrust for thrust. I pull out of her and lift her legs up to my rest on shoulders. Sliding back into her, I fuck in and out of her. Over and over until she grips my forearms and digs her nails into them. I feel her pussy squeeze me. She screams as she comes harder than she did in the shower. The sounds she makes combined with her clenching brings my own orgasm out of me. I fill her again. I pull out of her gently and lower her legs to the bed. I lean down to kiss her, but I am captivated by her. She looks so fucking beautiful underneath me, though I know it’s too soon, I can’t help the way I feel.
“I love you, Kristina,” I blurt out to shocked silence from her.
She may not love me now, but she will.
Chapter 8
Kristina
“I… you… what did you just say?” I stammer out. There is no way I heard him right. He tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear.
” You heard me, Kristina.” Tears fill my eyes and my lip trembles.
“How can you say that you don’t even know me.”
“I know all the best parts of you, baby girl. I know you name babies that don’t have anyone else. I know that you are strong, kind, and sweet. I know that you would do anything to protect your sister. Most of all, I know that you were meant for me. No way in hell am I going to let another second of the day go by without you knowing how much I love you.” I shake my head.
“How am I ever going to keep my walls up around you when you say stuff like that?” He leans down and kisses me softly. So softly it’s almost feather-light.
“You’re not baby, you’re supposed to just let me love you the way you are meant to be loved.” I shake my head again. I am having a hard time computing this. Fuck, I love him too but isn’t this too soon? Fuck it. I don’t care. I don’t want him to think for one second that I don’t love him too.