She turns, biting her lip, the boxing gloves propped up against the wall as she pushes her ass against me.
There’s a flicker of anxiety in her eyes, and then she bites her lip, shivering against me.
“But you might want more.”
I do want more, always, but I have to remind the feral parts of myself that she’s a virgin and she’s going to need some time to convince herself she’s ready to take the full force of our lust.
“I want to see you shiver and come for me, so be a good fucking girl and do it.”
I tear her pants down like a beast, hardly aware of what I’m doing. I just need to rip away the fabric and see her round juicy ass cheeks, with the scent of her pussy whispering to me from between them.
“I need to taste your wet hole,” I growl, falling to my knees and grabbing onto her ass.
She gasps when I bring my face to her pussy, dragging my tongue from her hole, across her full and luscious lips, to her clit.
She’s engorged and needy as fuck down here, her pussy’s unique smell moving through me, making me so hard I feel like I will burst.
I push her ass cheeks together for the sheer thrill of feeling them, grabbing and massaging as I indulgently slip my tongue into her hole.
“Oh,” she moans as I slide deeper, tasting her hot tanginess in my mouth.
“More,” she cries, her whole body shivering, and I almost slide my tongue from her because I think she’s joking.
But no, her curvaceous body is shivering and shaking for me, the suddenness of the orgasm making her voice strangled. I can taste her squirting come, feeling it sliding over my lips, and I lap at her greedily.
I groan as I bury my face deeper against her sex, fucking her pulsating hole harder as she tightens and loosens around my tongue. I squeeze her ass cheeks harder, greedily burying my hands in her flesh. I squeeze until she gasps, and then I stroke, pulling her toward me, fucking her tight virgin hole as I give her a preview of my cock.
But my cock is going to open this cute tight virgin hole wide. I can almost feel her slit gripping my cock, a phantom fantasy surging through my body.
She shakes and writhes with euphoria, her entire body trembling against my tongue, bucking against my mouth as the last moments of her orgiastic release surge out of her.
I lean back, panting hungrily when she’s done, smoothing my hands over her ass, and then stand. I grind my manhood against her naked sex, feeling her wetness seep through my pants, grinding her soft sensitive lips up against my rock hard cock.
“You need it,” I growl. “I can feel how badly your body wants to take this dick.”
“I do,” she pants. “But…”
“I know.” I sigh darkly, using my last moments of self-control to step away so I don’t unleash myself on her. “It’s your first time and it shouldn’t be here, like this. I don’t think you know how goddamn irresistible you are, Molly.”
“I don’t.” She giggles, standing up and pulling her pants up. “Maybe I can start to feel a little beautiful now, though? If you want me, I must be.”
I close the distance between us and wrap my arms around her, bringing my lips to hers. I feel her freeze for a moment as she tastes her own juices on my mouth, but then she relaxes into the kiss and loops her arms over my shoulders.
I press against the small of her back, pushing our bodies as close together as they can possibly get.
But then I have to break it off again, need rushing through me.
“Have you eaten today yet?”
“Wait.” She tilts her head at me, lips glimmering from our kiss. “You didn’t tell me why you had your gun out. Or why you started laughing. You just sort of… mauled me.”
I grin like a wolf. “Are you complaining?”
“No freaking way,” she says, with a confident tilt of her head, as though she’s finally accepting she can let out more than her shyness around me. “I’m just curious. It’s not every day your… your boyfriend pulls a gun on you?”
She turns it into a question, the word boyfriend hangs in the air between us.
I reach down and take her hands, squeezing them supportively. “Boyfriend doesn’t do it justice,” I snarl. “But it’ll work for now.”
A warm smile spreads across her face, and she says, “So why, then?”
“I heard you hitting the bag and I thought someone was hurting you. So I was getting ready to do whatever was necessary to keep you safe. And then, fuck, I started laughing with pure relief. Because you were – you are – safe, and it means the world to me.”