The Possessive Groom (Groom 2)
“Gibson, oh shit, I can’t, oh shit, oh shit.”
In answer, I growl and suck so the sensation is more intense. She responds by opening her legs and rocking her hips closer to my face. I’m smothered in her juices, and I decide I don’t want air in my lungs ever again because I want to die with my face buried in her cunt.
Her legs shake and just when she’s begging me to keep going, I slip a thumb in her pussy. She cries out and that’s when I taste her sweet release laced with her own secret sunshine.
With her legs still on my shoulders, I stand up from the floor and carry her to the bedroom.
“Gibson, what are you doing? Put me down.”
“As you wish,” I answer before I toss her onto the bed.
I climb on top of her as she bounces and come over her body. I can still taste her on my lips as I look down into her beautiful eyes. “I need more of that.” I feel her hands at my waist, and she tugs at my shirt. I help her take it off, and then she wiggles out of her top so she’s completely naked under me. Even in the darkness, the outline of her body is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. “You want it again?”
She bites her bottom lip and nods as I kiss her softly then move down between her legs. This time she opens for me quickly and holds on to her knees so she’s spread wide. I stand up and push off my boxer briefs before I settle down on the bed at her pussy. I wrap my arms around her thighs and pin her down as I slowly, teasingly, trace my tongue over every soft part of her. I take my time savoring each tender fold and her slick entrance that’s keeping me nourished.
“Such a fucking greedy princess.” Because every time I lick her opening, she clenches, trying to keep my tongue inside her. When I brush my thumb over the tight ring of her entrance, I know exactly what it is. “Is this all mine?” I lick around her hymen and then finger it again.
“Oh god, don’t stop.”
“Answer me, Lindsey.” She whines and raises her hips to my mouth. “You want me to take it?”
“Yes!” she snaps and then grinds down on my mouth as I suck her clit.
Just as she starts to cum, I plunge three fingers into her at once. She gasps and then moans as her body fights between pleasure and pain. My dick is bigger than those three fingers, but it’s the only way to get her ready.
I’m gentle as her body adjusts and I slowly draw her orgasm out for as long as possible. By the time it’s over, she’s limp on the bed with a sheen of sweat covering her skin. Lightning cracks outside, and for a second it bathes the whole room in light. Every inch of her is perfection and all I want to do is worship her for the rest of my life.
“Are you on anything?” I ask, settling my weight on top of her and holding the base of my cock at her opening.
“What?” she asks, sounding dizzy with lust. Her hand is on my ass, pulling me closer, encouraging me to enter her.
“I don’t sleep around and haven’t done this in almost a decade.” I feel the head of my cock pulsing, demanding that I give it release. “I don’t want a condom, and I’m not pulling out.” I’ve never done that before, but there’s an animal in me that wants to do it to Lindsey. I want my cum in her. “It doesn’t matter to me if you’re on anything or not.” I lean close so she won’t miss my truth. “I’ll take care of you.”
She pauses under me as I stroke my length. “I…I’m on the pill.”
“For now,” I answer as I break the last of her innocence.
Chapter 11
Lindsey
“Gibson!” I gasp his name as he enters me, and I close my eyes.
His words should scare me, and I should be pushing him away, but all I do is hold him closer. My arms and legs wrap around him instinctively, and I never want him to leave. I’ve never really thought about having a baby because I didn’t think it was something I’d have the chance to do. But from what he’s saying, he’s making it clear how far he wants to take us. This isn't some fling.
“Fuck, you feel too good.” He lets out a loud groan as he steels himself.
His cock is buried deep inside of me, and I’m thankful for the cover of darkness. The tears in my eyes aren't because of how far he has me stretched or the burn I feel, but because I’ve never felt so close to another person before.