Vegas Virgin (Nevada Bad Boys 1)

I had been on a few dates, but they never ended with anything more than a peck on the cheek or a light graze of a kiss that ignited nothing inside me. I was certainly feeling something with Vincent—something magical that I didn’t even know could exist. We stayed locked in the embrace and the world seemed to fade away. I didn’t care about the vacation, the lights of the city or Las Vegas. All I cared about was the man holding me close and the fire of his lips as they formed a perfect seal against mine. When they finally pulled away, my breath came out in hurried gasps.

“This is crazy.” I looked into his eyes, seeing the reflection of the city in his steel-colored gaze. “I don’t even know you.”

“I bet you know what I want to do to you.” His hands moved down to my hips. “You feel it too.”

“I...” My eyes shifted away as his gaze seemed to intensify. “I’ve never done that.”

“You’re a virgin?” He put his hand on my chin and turned my head back towards him, locking me in his gaze once again.

“Yeah.” I nodded and sighed.

“That’s okay.” He leaned closer and let his lips touch my ear. “What happens in Vegas...”

“I can’t...” I shivered when I felt his tongue tease my earlobe.

“Yes you can—you want to.” His lips moved to my neck.

“I shouldn’t...” I tensed up when his lips sent another surge of excitement through me.

“Shouldn’t isn’t can’t.” He kissed my neck again.

I felt enthralled in the fiery desire boiling inside of me. Every rational thought in my head was telling me no, but my body was desperately trying to say yes. My pussy was starting to get wet and I could feel it leaving a stain on my panties. The only time I had ever felt that kind of desire was when I was alone in my room exploring my body and thinking about having a moment just like the one I was in. Vincent wanted me and I wanted him too. I certainly didn’t want him to stop.

He pulled away and walked to the truck, shifting the seat and pulling a blanket out from behind it. He spread it out on the edge of the hill overlooking the city and pulled me into his arms as he sat down. His hands moved back to my neck and he started to kiss me again with the same fury as before. I was going to lose my virginity to a man I didn’t know—a man that seemed intent to adding my innocence to the list of things he had taken from me. It would be one thing I couldn’t get back if I gave in to my desire, but my lust was making it too difficult to pull away from him.

“Don’t fight it.” He slid a hand under my shirt. “You know you want it too.?

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He pulled my shirt over my head and the camera strap got tangled in the sleeve as he put it on the blanket next to us. My hands traced the outline of his muscles that were tight against his t-shirt. I tugged until it was over his head and I could see his powerful chest and all the tattoos that adorned it. His shirt landed next to mine and he squeezed my breasts through my bra, rubbing his thumb along my left nipple as it pressed against the padding. His touch sent a tingle through me and I leaned towards him when his hand moved behind my back and started to unfasten my bra. It fell off my shoulders once the clasp was opened and he kissed my shoulder where the strap had been. He pulled on it until it was off and then pulled me close until my exposed breasts were pressed against his chest.

I could feel his heart beating fast against mine again as he held me in his embrace and ravaged my lips with his eager tongue. He moved his hand down to my leg and rubbed my thigh underneath the bottom of my shorts before sliding underneath them.

“I’m going to pull these off and lick your pussy until you’re begging for me to fuck you.” His lips moved to my ear and his voice came out as a raspy gasp.

“Oh god...” My whole body shook when I heard his words echo in my ear.

Vincent shifted me until I was on my back and his hands pulled at my shorts. He pushed a hand into the waistband and started pulling them down along with my panties. I was nervous, but at the same time, I was extremely excited with my lust burning up inside me. My shorts slid down my thighs and landed on my ankles before he pulled them off. I was completely naked on the blanket, fully exposed to a man for the first time in my life. His lips started kissing along my knee and he pushed my legs apart. His kiss moved up my inner thighs and sent surges of excitement through me. It was such a strange feeling, but I didn’t want it to stop, especially when his lips moved to the tender area where my thighs met my pelvis. His tongue moved along the crease for a moment before he started kissing along the edge of my labia. His tongue flicked against my wetness and my body tensed up. It felt amazing, so much more so than anything I had ever done when I explored my body with my finger.

“That feels so good!” I moaned when his tongue drifted up the middle of my labia and flicked against the hood covering my clitoris.

I wanted him to keep going more than I had ever wanted anything else in my life. I ran my fingers through his hair as he continued to move his tongue around the hood covering my clitoris leaving a trail of saliva before he started moving back down to my wetness. His tongue pushed inside my pussy and stretched the tightness that had never felt more than a slight penetration from my finger. He plunged into it several times, pushing his tongue against my hymen while he furiously licked it. The feeling sent surges of pleasure through me that made me grab the blanket with the hand that wasn’t tangled in his hair.

My hips shifted and my mouth fell open as gasps and moans started to erupt from my throat. It felt like he was unlocking pleasure I didn’t even know could exist with my body. His tongue slid back up my labia again and the protective flap of skin covering my clitoris was pushed away as his tongue grazed the tight bundle of nerves that had formed a hard knot. He rolled his tongue around it several times which sent even stronger sensations through my body.

“Keep going.” I moaned and shifted my hips against his tongue. “It feels amazing.”

My mind started to wander to other thoughts as my body was ravished by his tongue. If it felt that good to have his tongue teasing the exterior of my pussy and dancing around my clitoris, then actually having sex would probably blow my mind. I had no doubt that it would hurt, but I was sure it would take me to a world of pleasure better than what I was imagining. His tongue had barely stretched my pussy and the pressure was intense, but the sensations it created was worth it. He kept his tongue locked on my clitoris, moving it in a circle so fast that my head was spinning along with it. He moved back to my pussy and plunged his tongue into it several more times before dragging it back to my clitoris.

I couldn’t tell which feeling I liked more—they were both simply amazing. I started to feel pressure building up inside me, swelling as the feeling brought me to a level of bliss I had never imagined. He was going to give me my first real orgasm and if the way it felt as it was building was any indication, it was going to leave me breathless.

“You’re gonna make me cum.” I arched my back as my head slumped back and pushed my pelvis against his lips until I was almost riding them.

He pushed a finger against my pussy and started to slowly work it inside of me while his tongue circled my clitoris. His hot breath was mixing with my lust and I couldn’t feel anything but pure nirvana while he brought me to the brink of ultimate bliss. His finger stretched my pussy a little more and pushed against my hymen, but the motion of it thrusting into the entrance ignited even more sensations while his tongue kept the fire raging against his lips. The brink of bliss was only the beginning. I went over the edge and I felt like I was falling into a cloud of desire with his tongue cradling my furious need. He kept it moving in a steady pace while I writhed against the blanket. The feeling inside me got stronger, like a balloon about to pop as my muscles tightened. I stayed there until there was no holding back and then my body started to shake. He kept moving his tongue as I started to orgasm and I could feel my pussy spasming on his finger while the release of pleasure surged through my body. My muscles started to release their tight grip while I orgasmed and it felt like the weight of the world roared from within me while I climaxed. His tongue finally started to slow down once the pressure was completely released from my body.

Breathless—wordless—nothingness.

“I can’t wait to feel this virgin pussy devouring my cock.” His breath came out in a sharp exhale as he lifted up and started to remove his pants.