True Love - Love Series

I crushed my mouth down on hers, and the world began spinning. When my tongue slipped between her plump lips and her flavor burst on my tongue, the world went flying off its axis and crashed.

My hands slipped under her skirt, and I shoved it to her waist before gripping her ass and lifting her to just the right height. “Put your legs around my waist, nena,” I grunted.

She followed my instruction without a word, and when her ankles locked at my lower back, I pushed her up against the wall again. I immediately eclipsed every bit of space between us. From chest to groin, we were pressed together as tight as we could be without my cock buried inside her.

Her hands had been holding my shoulders tentatively, but as my tongue swept through the sweet cavern of her mouth and my hips rocked against her, she gasped, and her fingers tunneled into my hair. I rubbed the huge bulge in my pants up and down her center, and when she clenched her fists, it shot little sparks of pain straight to my dick, where they mixed with pleasure and pushed me closer to the brink of insanity.

I tore my mouth from hers and buried my face in the crook of her neck. “Tell me to stop, Ali,” I begged. “Because I’m seconds away from burying my cock in your tight, virgin pussy and taking that sweet, young cherry of yours.”

She whimpered, and I raised my head to gaze at her beautiful face. Her light brown eyes were cloudy with passion, and I didn’t see any sign of doubt, only slight hesitation, most likely because this was all new to her.

“Do you want me inside you, nena? To feel me moving and stretching you until you explode and I fill your womb with my come?” Fuck, just saying it out loud was enough to have my dick steadily leaking in my pants. She’d reduced me to a teenager about to fuck for the first time.

She whimpered again, and I stared hard at her. “Say it, Allison.”

“I…I want you,” she breathed.

I touched our foreheads together again and breathed deep, barely hanging on to my humanity. If I wasn’t careful, I was going to end up hurting her when I shoved my eleven inches into her and fucked her so hard she’d never let me near her pussy again.

Turning my head to both sides, I looked around and mentally smiled in victory when I spotted a table piled with freshly washed and folded towels. Perfecta.

My grip stayed firm on her curvy ass as I crossed over to the table, where I reluctantly set her on her feet, making sure she felt every inch of me as she slid down my body. I gave her a quick, hard kiss, then went about setting up. I shoved most of the towels to the floor but spread several out to cushion the hard tabletop.

I would have been a little concerned about it holding my weight, but the legs were thick, and due to hurricanes, the table was bolted to the wall.

A warm, seductive smile curved my lips as I faced Allison again. I pulled her against me, one hand on her lower back and the other at the back of her skull. I clenched the silky strands and forced her head to dip back before dropping my head to capture her lips. The kiss was deep and dark, filled with the raw hunger I felt for her. I no longer disguised it. I wanted her to be swept away on the tide of lust it inspired. Her body trembled, and her heart raced, practically matching the beat of my own.

After several minutes, I pulled back, panting and ready to blow. I wasn’t going to waste a single drop of my come outside her unprotected womb, so I knew I needed to get inside her very soon. But fuck, if her mouth tasted this good, what would her pussy be like? I had to know.

Circling her dainty waist with my large hands, I lifted her and pivoted to set her on the table. Keeping our eyes locked, I reached under her skirt, brushing my fingertips lightly along her thighs and making her shiver. I knew she could see how much I wanted her. I couldn’t have kept it hidden if I’d wanted to. I was pleased she didn’t seem scared—of course, she hadn’t seen my cock yet, but I’d deal with that when it was time. After hooking my index fingers into her panties, I slowly pulled them down her legs and shoved them in my pocket.

I removed her shoes before gliding my palms up her silky skin until I reached her knees and gently put pressure on them to widen her legs. “Open up for me, nena,” I demanded, though I kept my tone tender and soft. My lips curled into a wicked smile, and I leaned in to give her a hard kiss. “Good girl,” I murmured when we parted. “Hold your skirt up and keep these pretty thighs apart, si?”