Ignoring his earlier order, I sat up to pull the bra straps down my arms and throw it to the side.
“I’d rather they weren’t,” I breathed, falling back down flat on the bed when he pulled the crotch of the panties to the side and swept a finger down the center of my lips.
Shaking his head, he blew out a breath. “I don’t know if I can do this slowly, Lottie. I need you too badly.”
That I could understand, if he was feeling as overwhelmed by it all, by what we were about to do for the first time, as I was… it was too much. Slowly wasn’t a factor that was possible, it needed to happen now.
“I don’t want slow, Levi. I need you inside me now.”
Those words opened the floodgates – well, the panty gates seeing as how he managed to get mine off my legs in a matter of seconds and was then moving us further up the bed.
As soon as he had us where he wanted us to be, he was kissing me, his tongue exploring my mouth at the same time as his hand moved down to my pussy. On the first skim of his finger through my center, he groaned into my mouth at the same time as my hips jerked up toward him.
“It drives me fucking crazy knowing that you’re all mine, and that I’m going to make love to you on our bed.”
Reaching up to hold his face, I felt a shift inside me. I hadn’t thought of it as ours, he was the one who owned everything in the house, but now that I was moving in he was right – we’d be sleeping on the bed, living together inside the property, sharing it all. It was ours. And that made me think of the fact that I hadn’t contributed anything toward it, and I needed to fix that soon.
Before I could say anything, though, two of his fingers slowly pushed into me and any thoughts and concerns not related to what we were doing right now disappeared. In fact, pretty much everything disappeared including my ability to keep my eyes open or hold my head in place.
With my head now tipped to the side, I jumped when I felt the brush of his beard on my nipple and couldn’t hold back the moan that came out of me when it moved back and forth over it.
That was something they didn’t put on the beard t-shirts, that it would drive your woman out of her mind when you rubbed it across her pussy and nipples. Someone should really do that, because then more women would see the true beauty behind their man having one. False advertizing and misrepresentation - the beard version.
At the same time as his mouth closed around the nipple that his beard had just been tormenting, he withdrew his fingers and replaced it with the blunt head of his cock and started to push the hard length into me. The difference a thin piece of latex made was instantly noticeable, and apparently he thought the same thing.
Stopping halfway, he dropped his head onto my chest, shaking slightly. “Fuck, I’m never going to last. This is… it’s… fuck.”
Taking a couple of deep breaths, he raised his head back up again, and I was able to see how tense his face was. Digging my nails into his back, I wrapped my legs around his hips and started to pull him further into me, his eyes shooting open and staring at me in shock.
“I need more.”
Those three words broke whatever control he had, because he pushed back against my legs, withdrawing from me until just the tip was still inside, and then plunged back in until his full length was buried deep inside me making both of us shout at the same time.
Rising up so that he was balanced with his arms straight, he began to thrust into me harder and faster. The distance between us allowed me to look down and see his bare cock as it disappeared back inside me, and seeing where I was looking, he looked down, too.
“Jesus Christ,” he groaned, thrusting back in harder, both of us still watching it.
The shaking in his arms showed how hard he was holding back, so I reached down and started rubbing my clit, immediately clenching down on him as soon as I skimmed the bundle of nerves.
“Shit!”
Dropping down onto one arm, he used the other to scoop up one of my legs so that my knee was supported by it, and he pushed it closer to my body. The change in angle tipped me over the edge and I cried out, digging my nails into his back as I spasmed around his length.
Losing the strength in his arm, he lowered down slightly and groaned as pounded into me, pushing my knee even closer to my chest. Just as I started to come down from my orgasm, he hit his own and exploded inside me. Of course I knew that it would feel different, but never in my wildest dreams had I thought it would feel this different. I could feel every pulse so much more clearly. I could feel everything as he came inside me.