First Love

As I suspected, my use of the term “cowering” needled her, and she bristled, quickly standing at attention and squaring her shoulders. She stomped over to me, and I immediately yanked her into my body, spun around, and pressed her into the wall, anchoring my hands on both sides of her head before slamming my mouth down over hers.

Chapter 4

Tucker

Fuck, yes, I thought with a low groan. I finally had my lips on my woman, and she was even sweeter than I’d imagined. Eva sucked in a breath, and I took advantage of it, slipping my tongue inside her mouth and rubbing it against hers. She moaned, and it was the sweetest sound, going straight to my dick and causing it to leak. I moved in closer and dropped my hands to her shoulders as I crowded her until there was no space between us.

I angled my head for deeper access, and her tits rubbed on my chest as her breathing sped up. Her nipples poked through her dress, and my fingers itched to touch them. I gave in to my need and glided my hands down until I was cupping her big, soft globes. She moaned when I gently squeezed them and brushed my thumbs over the hard peaks. She was so fucking responsive. Her nipples tightened even more as I teased them, her body pressing into mine as though she couldn’t get close enough, and her tongue danced and twisted seamlessly with mine as though we’d done this a million times.

Eventually, I needed more, and I moved my arms around her, dropping my hands to cup her ass and lifting her off her feet so that our groins were perfectly aligned. My hips bucked, and Eva cried out as her legs flew around my waist. “Fuck,” I rasped. “You feel so good, baby.” I dragged my lips along her jaw up to her ear and whispered, “Are you wet for me, Eva?” She didn’t respond fast enough for my liking, and I thrust into her again before biting her earlobe hard enough to cause a sting.

“Yes!” she cried out.

“Yes, what?”

She pulled back and glared at me, though the effect was somewhat ruined by the fiery passion burning in her eyes. “I’m wet for you, Tucker. Fucking soaked. Are you happy?”

Glaring right back at her and holding her tight, I pivoted and stalked over to one of the couches. I set her on her feet before dragging her down with me as I sat. Before she knew what was happening, I’d draped her over my knee and shoved up her skirt.

“What are you—!” Eva exclaimed, but I cut her off.

“I warned you about your language, Eva,” I growled. She lifted her head and turned it to the side to stare at me with disbelief. I glared at her before gazing down at what I’d uncovered. I swallowed hard when I saw two bare cheeks staring back at me. Fucking hell. My cock was past its breaking point, and I came a little in my pants as I spotted the lacy tops of her thigh-high stockings, her black garter belt, and the black line of lace that disappeared between her milky-white cheeks.

I raised a hand and as I brought it down, my cock released another burst of come. More than likely, my pants were ruined, but I didn’t have one fuck to give about it. I slapped the opposite side, mesmerized by the way it made her ass jiggle. I paused when I heard a small sound from Eva. It had been so quiet I’d almost missed it. I spanked each cheek again, listening carefully this time, and I was rewarded when she moaned a little louder this time.

I slipped a hand between her legs and drew a finger through her slit. She was beyond drenched, and when I lifted my hand, her juices were dripping from my finger. I popped it in my mouth and leaked even more come as I licked the digit clean. She tasted like sugar and honey, and I was suddenly starving. I resumed spanking her luscious ass and stopped frequently to finger her pussy for another taste of her ambrosia. The harder I brought my hand down, the more liquid gushed from her center. Finally, I was satisfied to see that the pink color from where I’d spanked her wasn’t fading. I grunted in approval, knowing she would feel her punishment every time she sat down the following day. Then my eyes rolled to the back of my head as the sight had another burst of come spewing from my steel rod.

I’d waited over eight years to have Eva in my arms, to taste her, to feel her beneath me, experience her coming around me. The feeling was almost too much, and it took every ounce of my determination to do this right to keep from saying fuck it and taking her straight to the bedroom. With the way she was responding to me, I knew it wouldn’t take much to convince her.