Perfect

His mouth watered for a taste. Cock throbbing, hands wanting to touch her, or at least stroke his dick to ease the pressure, he held his breath when she got on her knees and rose a little. She started pushing her panties down, and the sight of her pussy, freshly shaved saved for a strip going right down the center, had this guttural sound leaving him.

She reached for him, started pushing his shirt up, and he grabbed the back of the material and pulled it up and over his head.

“Look at all the muscles,” she said almost to herself. She moved her hands down and undid his button and zipper on his jeans, then pushed the denim down his hips and thighs. His boxer briefs followed, and his cock sprang forth like a damn impatient beast.

“Lena.” He said her name harshly, his voice deep like he was a damn animal.

The tip of his dick was wet from pre-cum, and when she grabbed his shaft and moved her palm down the length, he felt more seep from the tip.

“You’re so big, Rory.”

He swallowed, his heart feeling like it might burst through his chest. He was a big guy in general, over six feet tall and heavily muscled. He didn’t brag, but yeah, his cock was big, and the fucker wanted his girl now.

“Lay back for me, baby.”

She moved on the bed, was flat on her back in seconds, and spread her thighs without him even having to tell her.

“Spread them wider for me, Lena baby. Let me see how pink and wet you are.” It took a hell of a lot of will to even say the words when really he wanted to just act on them. “No going back, Lena.”

She shook her head instantly. “Never.” She licked her lips, and he was riveted to the sight of her tongue moving along her lush lips. Her mouth was full, plump, pink, and glossy from their kisses. She smoothed her hands down her belly, and if it were even possible, she spread her thighs a little wider.

The world could have fucking stopped right then and he wouldn’t have given a shit, not when her pussy was bared, all pink and wet, and her pussy lips spread for him, giving him a prime shot of her center. She had no hair on her labia, the lips so fucking smooth.

“You do this for me, baby? For tonight?” He lifted his gaze to her face and saw her nod. He loved her pussy, loved eating it out, even rubbing his nose over the sweet, clean scent of the trimmed thatch of hair she had at the top of her mound. But holy fucking hell did he like her bare like this for him, nothing covering the sweetness that he worshipped.

“You’re mine.” His voice was harsh and gruff. “This pussy is mine.” He cupped her cunt, held his hand to her scorching hot, soaked flesh, and added a bit of pressure. He loved how she gasped and grabbed the sheets beneath her.

She might be his now without a doubt, but once his cock was inside her, there was no going back.

He felt like some kind of animal right now, ready to mark her, claw at her, tear her up in only the best ways. Rory was spiraling out of control pretty damn fast. He wanted to lick and suck at every inch of her, wanted to run his tongue over the dips and hollows of her sexy as sin form, and memorize her body even more than he already had. Right now, he needed inside her, though.

He pushed his pants all the way off. And just when he realized he didn’t have anything to use for protection, Lena showed him the condom she held.

“I have thought about this, Rory,” she said softly. He went to reached or it, but she pulled it back. He stared at her, knowing what she was going to say, and how he wouldn’t deny her, even if it were the smart thing to do.

“I want our first time not to have any barriers, even if the smart thing to do would be to use this.” She looked down at the condom, then lifted her gaze back to his.

He should have been smart, too, insisted they use the condom because they didn’t need any babies right now, but he wouldn’t deny Lena, and the truth was he didn’t want to lose his virginity or take hers wearing a fucking piece of latex.

She set the condom on the bedside table, and he moved back between her legs, resting his much larger body on hers. Rory could smell her, that sweet and musky scent of her pussy, of her arousal. It drove him insane with lust. Yeah, he wanted to run his tongue through her smooth, slick pussy folds, but that would have to wait because right now he needed in her bad.