I ripped off my t-shirt before he could. If he tried and failed, the moment would be ruined. I didn’t want him to think about anything but the pleasure I was about to give him.
My nipples pressed hard against the lacy fabric of my bra.
He moved down to suck on one and waves of lust hit me like punches. I straddled him, pinning his legs while I undid the zipper on his jeans. His cock pressed against me and I ground myself into him, soaked with desire.
His right hand stroked my thigh. I raised myself up to get leverage to remove his jeans.
“Gina, I think we should stop.”
“Fuck no.”
He laughed. “You’re a lot feistier than I thought you’d be.”
I grinned at him and continued rubbing myself against his cock. I’d waited so long for this, I’d imagined so many times what it’d be like, late at night, when I couldn’t sleep. My fingers rubbing myself exactly where Jackson’s fingers had just slipped.
I bit my lip to muffle my screams. What he did to me was more amazing than anything I’d ever done to myself. I needed to get my panties off but I didn’t want him to stop. I slipped the elastic down over my hips, my thighs, then raised myself up to get them over my knees.
“So, you had thought about this?” I grinned shyly.
“Oh, yeah, I’ve thought about it.” He laughed, deep in his throat. “I’ve definitely thought about it.”
The sound of his fingers moving inside me made the most beautiful sound but I wanted more. His left arm laid still on the bed. Then I realized. He couldn’t touch me with that hand. He would never be able to touch me with that hand.
He saw me look and turned his head away.
“It’s okay,” I said, softly.
He pressed his fingers deep inside me as if to compensate, while his thumb worked against my clit. I rose up, crying out with pleasure, thrusting myself against his hand until I came so hard, I sobbed.
Every part of me buzzed. Every part of me felt complete.
I collapsed on his chest with his fingers still inside me. I needed him to keep them there for a while, as my muscles clenched tight around them.
Finally, I released him.
“Wow,” was all he said.
“Wow?”
“The look on your face when you come is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
“Yeah, well you better make sure you see it a lot!”
I wanted to tell him I loved him but I was scared he’d freak. He stroked my hair as I ran my fingers over his body.
I crawled down the bed, I took hold of his cock and ran my tongue around the head. His fingers threaded through my hair. I licked his hard cock all over, lapping at the beads of pre-cum and then circling the base.
He twitched and the pressure inside me got stronger. I grabbed my mouth around his cock and looked into his eyes. The pleasure I saw in them made me melt. I wanted to take him into my mouth all the way. I kept my gaze on his face, watching his eyes close in pleasure as I ran my lips down the length of him.
“Stop,” he said.
He turned and fumbled for his jeans that were next to the bed. He couldn’t quite reach them and I passed them to him. He got a condom from his wallet.
“I’ve only got one, sorry,” he said.
I nuzzled against his chest. “I’ve got some in the bathroom.”
He looked at me in surprise. Did he think I was a virgin?