“That was fucking perfect. You’re so sensitive,” he growls against me, and I whimper as he takes the edge of my panties in his hand and rips them off. The cool air hits my tender pussy, and I try to close my legs.
“No. I’m not done with you yet.”
He lowers me to the bed, my ass at the edge of the mattress. He pushes my thighs open, spreading me out before him, and he looks his fill with that hungry look in his eyes.
“That was only a little taste. Now I’m really going to enjoy you. Keep those legs wide open for me, Samantha.”
All I can do is nod, and then his warm hands are on my inner thighs, keeping me spread open, and he gives my pussy one long, firm lick, all along my slit, and I scream at the sensation against my sensitive pussy. He does it again, and again, and then his tongue traces around my entrance and I try to close my legs, unable to take the intensity of it anymore.
“Samantha,” he says in a warning tone, and I open my thighs again. He goes back to work, circling my clit with his tongue, and it feels like all I can do is moan his name, over and over and over again. My hands have found my breasts, and I’m squeezing my nipples the way he did.
“Fuck yes,” he growls, and I look down to see him watching me. “Don’t stop, baby. Keep doing that.”
I obey, and I’m rewarded a moment later when he slides one thick finger inside me. He pumps it a few times, and when he adds a second, I know I’m close to falling apart again. He’s thrusting in and out of me, pumping his fingers into my aching pussy, his eyes on me as I pinch and pull my nipples.
“Fuck, Samantha. You’re so hot and tight. I can’t wait to sink my cock into you. I’m gonna fuck this sweet pussy so hard you’re going to be feeling me for days afterward.”
I whimper, and he laughs that low, dangerous laugh again.
“You want that, don’t you, Samantha?” he asks, still pumping his fingers into me.
“Yes, Dante.”
“So good. You’re so good,” he murmurs, and then he adds his mouth to the torture, his fingers pumping into me harder and faster, and then he sucks my clit into his mouth and I scream as another orgasm tears through me. Just as that one falls away, another one builds, and I come, screaming and thrashing, and he’s still going, his fingers and mouth ceaseless in their delicious assault on my body.
“Please. Oh, god, please. I can’t take anymore,” I beg. “It’s too much.”
He pumps his fingers into me a few more times, kisses my pussy, and then backs up.
“I need you now. Get up there,” he growls, nodding toward the center of the bed. I quickly move, pulling the blankets back and lying on the silk sheets. I watch as he removes his clothes, revealing the most gorgeous, muscular body I’ve ever seen. I press my thighs together as a wave of nervousness washes through me. Despite all of the things he’s done to me, I still can’t quite believe I’m about to give my virginity to him.
When he pulls his pants and boxer briefs off, his cock springs free, and all I can do is stare. It’s thick, long, and fully erect. I have no idea how I’m supposed to manage having something that big inside me.
***
Dante
The second Samantha’s gaze lands on my cock, I’m ready to blow my load. I’m not going to last long, but I’m sure as hell going to try. She is the sweetest, hottest, most responsive woman I’ve ever gone down on, and if she would have let me, I would have kept going.
At the same time, I’m physically in pain from needing to fuck her, especially after feeling how tight her pussy is, how hot and slick she’ll be for me.
She looks like pure sex, her dark hair spread over my pillows, her tits swollen from my attentions, her long, shapely legs stretched out in front of her. Though there’s still that innocence. Her thighs are tight together and her eyes are wide. She’s nervous, and something about that makes me want to fuck her all the harder. By the time I’m done with her, the last thing she’ll be is innocent.
“Open your legs, Samantha,” I command as I step over to the bed. She kicked her heels off, and I consider telling her that I didn’t tell her to do that.
I’ll give her a pass this one time, especially when she spreads her legs so prettily for me.
“You’re so wet, baby. You want this so bad, don’t you?”
“Yes, Dante. Please,” she whispers, and I give a low chuckle.
“I love it when you beg me.”
I reach over to the nightstand and grab a condom out of the top drawer, then rip it open. She’s watching as I slide it down over my cock. She licks her lips, eyes wide, and I can’t help but give her a little more to see, pumping my hand once, twice, over my hard cock after the condom is on. She makes the sweetest little whimpering sound, and I grab her hips and pull her toward me.
“Watch, Samantha,” I tell her, and her eyes dip to where my dick is straining just outside her entrance. I give her pussy a gentle nudge and she gasps. I push into her, slowly, one torturous bit at a time, and she’s even tighter than I thought she’d be, her pussy gripping my cock in a way that nearly makes me dizzy.
I sink all the way into her with one hard, deep thrust, and she screams.