Something for the Pain (Pain 2)

She’s fully naked in front of me and I swear on my life that I can’t fucking breathe. Her beauty is enough to make any man fall to his knees and worship her. I’m definitely no exception.

“Pure fucking perfection.” I lower back on my heels and grab her hips, only a small distance between us. I swear I could admire the curves of her body all day long. “Come here.”

Her eyes glance down to my jeans, before she comes in closer and places her hands on my chest. “Are you sure about this, Alex?” Her voice comes out in a pained whisper and her eyes keep going down to my jeans as if she can’t wait to get them off. “We can never take this back.”

“No,” I admit, “But it’s too late to stop now. I won’t.” I stand on my knees again and grab her hands, before placing them on the waist of my jeans. “Take them off, Tripp. I need to be inside you.”

Her hands shake a bit as she slowly undoes my jeans and then pulls the zipper down. Her reaction to me not wearing anything underneath is worthy of becoming a memory that I want to hold onto for the rest of my life. I’ve never seen such passion and desire in her eyes in the entire time I have known her. It’s beautiful on her, and the thought of her giving that look to another man causes an ache in my chest, but I push the thought aside.

“Pull them down, Tripp. Let me show Lucas how you deserve to be fucked . . .”

Lucas moves, making himself more visible. He takes on an expression that I didn’t expect to see so early on. He looks scared . . . almost regretful, as if he’s starting to think this was a bad idea. Maybe he’s seeing something that he doesn’t like: his woman enjoying her best friend more than she enjoys him. Not only is it her best friend, but the one man that knows every fucking thing about her. He has one advantage over me, only one, and that is knowing already what it feels like to be inside of her, but not for long . . .

Doing as told, Tripp pulls my jeans down, swallowing hard as my thick erection springs free, causing Tripp’s breathing to overpower every sound in this room.

I can see Lucas rubbing his hand over his hardened dick, but the look in his eyes is unmistakable as he watches to see what happens next.

Not wasting any more time, I grip the back of Tripp’s neck and roughly press my lips to hers, while laying her down below me and maneuvering out of my jeans; my favorite pair.

I want nothing more than to slip inside of her bare and have her in the one way that she hasn’t allowed Lucas to, but I have a feeling if I did that, then there would be no turning back. I’m not sure if I can handle being the first one to be inside of her that way. I’ve already been the first to almost everything else, but this would be too big. Even for me . . .

Reaching beside the bed, I open the drawer and pull out a condom. I kiss her lips one more time, trailing kisses down her neck, breasts, and stomach, before kissing my way back up to her lips.

Looking her in the eyes, I rip the condom wrapper open with my teeth. It’s still completely surreal that I’m about to sink deep inside of her and feel what it’s like to make love to her.

I have never felt this desperate to be inside a woman, and it’s taking everything in me not to just ram myself between those sweet thighs.

I slip the condom on and roll it up my length, before I grab her hips and flip her over, causing a surprised moan to escape her lips. “Shit, Tripp. I hope you’re ready.” Running my hands up the roundness of her ass, I grip her cheeks, spreading them apart as I slide into the wetness of her tight, heated cunt, and push in as deep as it will allow me and stop.

“Oh shit . . .” I remain still for a second, giving her time to adjust to my size, before slowly pulling out and shoving my cock back in, even deeper this time.

She growls and grips the blanket, preparing for more. I pull out and push back into her, rolling my hips in and out while I moan. Cupping her breasts in my hands, I pull her body up to meet mine so that her back is pressed against my chest.

This position is deep and passionate. That’s exactly why I chose it. This is how a real woman should get pleasured. This is how Tripp should feel all the time.

I lean in and run my tongue up the side of her neck, before sucking in her earlobe and whispering, “This is how you should always feel, Tripp. Never fucking forget that.” Grabbing her chin, I twist her face and turn it enough to allow me to run my tongue over her lips as I push back into her.

We both moan out and hold each other as tightly as we can. I continue to push in and out, slow and hard, giving her every inch of me. My arms are wrapped around her body and her arms are gripping my arms . . . tightly. So fucking tight.

“Alex,” she moans, making my heart jump. “You feel so good inside me. I want you deeper. Please,” she begs. “I don’t care if it hurts. I want it.”

Her words cause me to lose the little bit of control that I have. I thrust into her hard and fast while loudly breathing in her ear and pulling her body as close to mine as humanly possible.

The sounds of me pounding into her along with our heavy panting fills the room, and before long I feel her trembling in my arms, holding on to me for support. As soon as I feel her pussy clamp around my dick, I reach around and rub her clit, making her orgasm that much more enjoyable.

“Holy shit! Alex!” She screams out. Loud. Really fucking loud. “Alex!”

I hold on to her and press my lips against her neck as she rides her orgasm out. She’s clenching me so hard that it hurts my dick. No lie. When she comes, she comes hard . . . or maybe it’s just with me. I hope it’s just with me. Fuck Lucas.

Wanting to look at her face when I come inside of her, I pull out and flip her over with quickness, before burying myself between her legs again.

With one hand on her thigh and the other behind her neck, I thrust into her slow and hard while trailing kisses all over her upper body. I have to admit that I’m a little surprised myself that I’m allowing myself to get so intimate during sex. I never allow this, ever, but with her I can’t stop myself. Even with him watching, or maybe it’s because he’s watching that I want it. . . . I can’t really tell.

As soon as I feel my orgasm building, I suck Tripp’s bottom lip into my mouth and bite at the same time that I release myself into the condom, deep inside of her.

Her nails dig into my back and her legs tighten around my ass, pushing me in as deep as I can go. “Fuck . . . Tripp. You feel so good.”