Gasping for air, I tried to clear my head, but my body was still trembling from the intensity of coming all over his face. No one had ever made me come so fast. Of course, I’d only had sex with two other guys, and neither of them had really known what they were doing.
Lyric, however, knew his way around the female body like a seasoned pro.
And I was suddenly jealous of every other girl to come on his mouth like I just had.
Pushing himself up onto his knees, he stared down at me, his eyes swirling with a mixture of beautiful shades of brown. He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside, then he was getting rid of his jeans. Before they followed his shirt, he pulled a condom from his back pocket and dropped it on my chest, but I was too focused on his cock straining for my attention.
Holy shit.
I didn’t know guys got that big. Sure, I’d heard River say my brother was so big she’d walked funny for days after their first time, but I’d never personally seen anyone as big as Lyric Thornton. The two guys I’d experimented with were what I assumed was average size, but Lyric’s cock looked like a fucking anaconda compared to them. He had to be as big around as a Pringles can and just as long as one too.
Nervously, I licked my lips, wondering how I was going to survive him.
And how I would ever live without it again after this night.
Chapter 7
Lyric
I’d never seen anything sexier than a naked Mila looking up at my cock, her face still flushed from her orgasm, licking her lips like she was starving.
Then she lifted her lashes, and I realized she was nervous. “Lyric—”
“If you’re a virgin, I need to know now, Mila,” I told her, my voice hoarse with need and my body struggling to hold back from thrusting into her, balls deep.
“No,” she said with a soft laugh. “I’m definitely not a virgin.”
I wasn’t sure if I was more relieved or jealous. Someone had touched her before I’d even met her. Whoever that lucky fucker was, I wanted to bury him, wipe him and any other guy from my girl’s mind so there was only me in her head.
“It’s just… You’re so damn big. And I’ve never been with anyone who is so…well-endowed.” A flash of vulnerability lit up her gray eyes for a moment before she reached out and touched her soft fingertips to the tip of my pulsing cock.
“We don’t have to do this,” I told her even as sweat beaded down my back. “There is plenty of fun in what we’re doing right now.”
“No!” she answered with an adamant shake of her head, causing her glossy black hair to fall over her tits. “I want you. All of you.”
I got to my feet then bent to lift her into my arms. She squealed, wrapping her arms around my neck as I carried her into the bedroom. “I would have been all too happy to spend the night licking your pussy, my Mila, but I’m so fucking glad you want more.”
Placing her in the center of the king-sized bed, I followed her down. She spread her thighs, and it felt like she was welcoming me home. I kissed her, letting her taste herself on my lips and tongue. She was sweeter than a Georgia peach, her honey already making her thighs damp all over again.
Her skin was petal-soft. I could have happily spent a lifetime skimming my fingertips over every square inch, counting each freckle that graced her body.
Pressing her hands to my chest, she shoved me back, and I went willingly. She climbed up over me, straddling my thighs, and trailed kisses from my neck to my chest. I could feel her pebble-hard nipples rubbing against me and cupped each one in my hands. She was not small, but she didn’t fill up my entire hand either.
She was simply perfection—in every way.
Somehow, I held on to my control and didn’t roll her beneath me again. She was nervous, and I couldn’t blame her. I’d always had to be careful so I didn’t accidentally hurt anyone. And if I hurt her, it would kill me.
I let her have her fun exploring my body, rubbing herself against me. I was barely holding on, but I would have done it for hours if I needed to.
Then juicy lips wrapped around the head of my cock. Her tongue swirled around the tip, and I prayed. “Baby, please,” I choked out. I’d never begged a girl before, but fuck, I was at that moment. I needed to feel her pussy surrounding my shaft, needed to be balls deep inside her wonderland before I snapped and fucked her so hard she wouldn’t be able to walk for days.
With a whimper, she wrapped her hand around the base of my cock as much as she could and started to lower herself onto me. She was so wet, so soft, so fucking tight. I reached my hands above my head, knotting my fingers together when I didn’t find anything to hold on to, trying to keep from reaching for her and impaling her on my cock so I could feel all of her stretched around my girth.
Slowly, inch by torturous inch, Mila glided down then lifted. Each downward stroke of her pussy gave her a little more as she fucked herself on my cock. Her moans were driving me closer to the edge of insanity; the way her inner walls were already contracting to
ld me she was close to coming again.
With a soft cry, she finally seated herself fully. Sweat was rolling down her brow and glistening on her chest. When I licked my lips, I tasted the salt of my own sweat and prayed I didn’t pass out when I came because I knew it was going to be cataclysmic.