Vegas, Baby - Volume 2

Pride and happiness puffed up my chest, and I took hold of her chin again, forcing her to look at me. “You have no idea how happy I am to hear that, baby. I would want you no matter what, but knowing this pussy is and has only ever been mine makes me want to shout and beat my chest like a fucking caveman. I could come just from the thought of popping your cherry, baby.”

Ariel giggled, and the color began to fade as she smiled with relief. Then her expression darkened a little and she gazed at me warily. “I don’t suppose…”

“You’re not my first, baby. I wish you were. But you’ll be my last.” I shook my head. “I don’t even remember anyone before you. It’s been so long I couldn’t tell you the last time.” I hadn’t felt interested in a woman for years, and now I knew why. My heart had known I was waiting for Ariel long before my head.

She beamed at me, and I marveled at how damn beautiful she was. The urge to mark her inside, like I had outside, returned with a vengeance. I pushed one leg off the couch and knelt on the floor between her thighs. I didn’t waste any time burying my face in her pussy, drinking down every drop of her arousal. She tasted like heaven. Even sweeter here than anywhere else. It was like licking the frosting off of a cupcake. I didn’t know when I’d developed such a sweet tooth but I’d been right, this was definitely my new favorite dessert.

I sucked and bit on her clit in between long licks. Soon, she was crying out and her hips were undulating, begging for completion.

I worked one finger inside her and groaned. “You’re tight as fuck, baby. I have to get you ready before I put my big cock inside you.” With my hand and mouth, I pushed her over the edge into a screaming orgasm. I immediately popped up and clapped a hand over her mouth. “Your sounds are for my ears only,” I barked. “I want to hear you. Making you scream my name is hot as fuck. But you’re going to have to save it for when we are in our bed and not surrounded by my employees. Can you do that for me?”

Ariel was barely coherent as her orgasm washed over her, but she managed to nod. So, I went back to the task at hand. I carefully slipped two fingers into her pussy this time. As I ate, I used them to stretch her. Eventually, I added a third and made her come once more. She bit her lip hard to keep quiet, and I praised her softly as I licked her until her shudders subsided.

I’d have to go slow, but I was confident she was ready to take my dick. I kissed her mound one last time before standing and shucking my boxers. My cock was covered in pearly white come from steadily leaking while I ate her out.

The bit I’d dripped earlier was dried on Ariel’s skin, and it made me want to cover her in my seed so every inch of her carried the proof that she was mine. But I wanted to fill her pussy more.

I bent over her and plucked and twisted her nipples while I rubbed the tip of my dick along her seam. Ariel shivered and arched her back at the same time that she bucked her pelvis. Finally, I pressed the fat head of my cock in her little hole. I sat up and slowly, inch by inch, I pushed inside. I frequently stopped to allow her to stretch and adjust to my size. “You’re doing so good, baby,” I praised her as I used my thumb to rub circles on her clit.

When I felt the thin barrier of her virginity, I cringed at the thought of causing her pain. “Play with your nipples for me, baby,” I instructed. “Good girl.” There was no other way though, so I surged forward without warning, not giving her the opportunity to fret over it. She sucked in a breath and froze for a moment, tears forming at the corners of her eyes. I wanted to lean over and kiss away the pain, but I was buried to the hilt and her pussy had me in a vice grip. If I moved now, I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from thrusting and riding her hard before she could handle it.

“Just breathe, Ariel, the pain will pass.”

She took another deep inhale, then her hips shifted just a fraction of a centimeter. I clenched my jaw as pleasure shot up my cock, testing my tenuous restraint.

“I think it’s okay now. I”—I rocked against her—“Oh!” I did it again and she moaned, her hands clenching the armrest so hard her knuckles were white.