That Ass Is Mine

She cried out at the instant bolt of pleasure that rushed through her entire body from the single lick of his tongue. It was wet, and so different from her hands. She was already feeling her orgasm so close. He teased at her entrance, pressing against her virgin flesh but not penetrating.

Keeping her gaze on him, she looked between her thighs, and one look from him was all it took. She came, riding his tongue as he licked up her release.

Shame washed over her even before the aftershocks of orgasm had released.

She’d come all over his tongue in less than a minute.

Sarge sat back, wiping her juices from his face.

Climbing off the chair, she tried to get past him, but he captured her, pressing her back into the chair with his much larger body covering hers.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he asked.

“I shouldn’t have done that. You must be—”

“I’m fucking thrilled, Talia. You think it’s going to be easy for you to take my cock?” He once again grabbed her hand and placed it right over his erection. “You feel that?” He held her hand around his dick and worked the length up and down, making her feel every inch of him.

“That’s what you do to me, Talia. I love that you came so fucking hard your first time. I’m going to own every single one of your firsts, and what’s more, you’re going to love them.” He slammed his lips down on hers, and it suddenly occurred to Talia that he’d let her come before they’d even shared a kiss.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him close to her.

“Are you on the pill?” he asked, breaking from the kiss.

Talia frowned. “What?”

“When I fuck you, I don’t want there to be anything between us. Are you on the pill? For protection?”

She shook her head. There was no reason for her to be on the pill.

“I’ll take care of you.” He kissed her again hard. “I was going to make this last and give you a sweet time, but it doesn’t matter what I do. The first time is always going to be the hardest one.”

She frowned, not sure what he meant, but in the next second, when she screamed his name, she became quite clear on what he was saying. He pushed through her virgin walls. The pain struck her hard and fast.

Sarge grabbed her arms, locking them by her sides, keeping her still as he thrust every single inch of his cock within her. She hadn’t been expecting it and as tears filled her eyes, she was sure she caught his look of remorse, but that couldn’t be right.

He never regretted anything.

He wrapped his arms around her, holding on to her tightly. She didn’t want him to ever let her go. Sarge made her feel safe and warm.

Even as he’d taken her virginity in the most unromantic of ways, she was more than happy it had been him to claim it. She closed her eyes, waiting for the pain to lessen, knowing only pleasure could come from this.

Slowly, the pain subsided and she was more interested in feeling him. Sarge released a chuckle. “You want me to move, don’t you, sweetheart?” he asked.

She wanted him to do more than move. She wanted him to show her just what she’d been missing out on.

Chapter Three

Talia’s pussy was the tightest he’d ever been in. Sarge was this close to coming. He really wanted to spill all of his cum deep within her walls and make her his. She wasn’t on the pill, and he hadn’t actually intended to go inside her bare. Far fucking from it. Closing his eyes, he allowed himself a few moments to just enjoy being inside her.

He’d planned a long fucking weekend where he took her virginity slowly and made love to her. It was going to be the only time he gave her that, but now, as he felt her tight pussy surround him, he knew it would be a struggle to be gentle with her.

When he felt Talia start to move beneath him, he wasn’t completely sure he was feeling right. Opening his eyes, he stared down at her, and sure enough, she’d started to move her little pussy on his cock.

“You want me to move, don’t you, sweetheart?” he asked.

She nodded.

He shook his head. “No, baby, you’ve got to do more than that. You’ve got to tell me exactly what you want.”

“Please, Sarge.”

“Please Sarge, what?”

“I want you to move inside me.”

“With what?” he asked. He was being a bastard. She wasn’t used to this, but he stayed perfectly still.

He wanted Talia to not be afraid of asking for what she wanted. In fact, he relished her taking and giving with equal measure. He wasn’t going to be one of these men who didn’t show his woman exactly what to do if she was desperate for him.