“I… Chains, I don’t think this is going to work,” she whispers, taking a step away from me.
I close up that distance quickly, wrapping my hand against the side of her neck.
“It’s not only going to work, Kayden, I promise you by the time it’s over you’ll be begging for more.”
She stares at me for a minute and I watch as she beats down her fear.
“I’m not really a begging type of girl. Maybe I’ll make you beg,” she says.
“That’s my girl. Give me that fire, Kayden. I want it and I can promise you, Baby Girl, if you burn me with it, I’ll enjoy begging for more,” I growl before claiming her mouth. She melts in my arms as my tongue takes over her mouth.
Each time I kiss her, it seems to get better. Each time I have a taste of her, I’m left wondering how I ever survived without her…23KaydenI know I’ve made a fool of myself. Instead of making me feel self-conscious, somehow Chains managed to put me at ease—at least until I got a look at his cock.
His fully aroused cock.
Sweet Baby Jesus, that thing is probably labeled as a deadly weapon in at least twenty states, maybe more. It’s wide and thick and so long it can’t even stand up at attention. It bobs out, too big to even support its own weight. I’m torn between wanting to see how it feels inside of me—how Chains feels inside of me—and wanting to run in the opposite direction. I’ve never had sex before, so I can only guess, but I’m pretty sure virgins aren’t able to handle that much dick.
I forget about the size of his dick while he’s kissing me, but once we break away from each other it’s the first thing I remember.
“How… I mean, do you know… Well, like in inches or whatever…” I stutter, trailing off because I’m not sure how to put into words what I want to know.
“Baby Girl,” Chains says in a warning voice—which is just annoying. I look back up at him.
“It’s a legitimate question considering you want to put that thing in me.”
“You’ve yet to ask me a question, Kayden.”
“Okay fine!” I huff out. “How big is it?” I’m looking down at my feet, which means my gaze goes straight to his dick and I step back away from him quickly.
“What?” he practically barks.
“You heard me. I’ve got to tell you, Chains, I don’t think that thing’s going to fit in me.”
“It’ll fit,” he laughs, closing in on me and causing me to step back again.
“I’m not so sure. Do you have numbers?”
“Numbers?” he asks, looking at me confused. I take the opportunity to take a couple more steps away.
“Of the women you’ve been with before, so I can ask their opinions.”
Chains doesn’t say anything. He just stands there looking at me, blinking.
“Well?” I prompt him when he doesn’t reply.
“I wouldn’t give you numbers of women that came before you, even if I knew them,” he grumbles.
“I see...”
“What exactly do you see?”
“You’re afraid to let me talk to them, because they’ll prove what I already know.”
“What’s that, for Christ’s sake?”
“That you did irreparable harm to them and they’re in nursing homes drooling, unable to talk and confined to a wheelchair, unable to walk because they were drilled by the King Kong lizard you’re carrying between your legs.”
“Lizard?” he barks, like he can’t believe what I just said. I should have probably warned him that when I’m nervous I just say the first thing that pops into my mind, but I didn’t and I’m pretty sure the cat is out of the bag now.
“I’m too young to be put in a home. I just don’t think—”
I stop talking, mostly because I’m too busy squealing as Chains grabs me, lifts me up, and then tosses me on the bed like I’m nothing more than a sack of potatoes.
“Kayden, Baby, shut those beautiful lips of yours. I’m about to show you so much pleasure you’ll be begging for more,” he tells me and he’s smiling down at me in such a way that I kind of believe him.
Kind of…
“You promise you’ll go slow?”
“Slower than you’ll want me to,” he promises.
“And if it hurts you’ll stop.”
“I promise that if it hurts, it won’t last long and the pleasure will be worth it,” he qualifies.
I frown, pulling my gaze away from him and looking up at the ceiling instead.
“Why couldn’t I be attracted to a man with a teeny weenie?” I ask the powers that be.
They, of course, don’t answer.
Sigh.24Kayden“Christ you’re cute,” he growls, getting on the bed, his knees pressed into the mattress, sitting between my legs.
“I’m nervous,” I admit instead, suddenly feeling very out of my element.
“There’s no need to be nervous with me, Kayden. You’re safe with me.”
“It’s not you, Chains. I’d be nervous if I was with any man right now.”