“Buyer’s remorse? You’re not supposed to get that until I’m done with you.” I reached out and squeezed her hand. “And I haven’t even gotten started.”
“I need to go freshen up before I order.” She tried to pull away, but I held her hand tight.
“Or we could skip dinner entirely.” I pulled her hand towards me. “What do you have to eat at your place?”
Chapter 8: Abby
We were already kissing when I climbed into the backseat of his car. The tinted glass between us was raised after I gave the driver my address and Max wrapped his arms around me. I couldn’t even begin to verbalize all of the reasons why what we were doing was wrong because my body craved more. Max’s lips were fire, melting my inhibitions before I could even try to use them as a defense. I felt like my lips were being pillaged and they were tingling when he pulled away from them. He started kissing down my neck and the fire on my lips turned to a surge of chills that ran through my body.
“I want you.” He whispered into my ear as his lips moved up my neck and he teased my earlobes with his breath. “I need to be inside you.”
I didn’t even know how to respond. I felt like clay being molded by his touch and melting into every word he said. Every caution flag my mind would create was burned before I could wave it as he moved back to my lips and continued kissing me. He held me tight with one hand while his other one moved up the front of my dress and squeezed my breasts. I could feel his cock getting hard, pushing against the fabric of his pants when he pressed his body against me. It was going to destroy me. My virgin pussy was so tight I couldn’t even get a finger inside of it when I masturbated. The thought of having his enormous girth inside of it made me tremble with concern, but I was already so wet my panties were slippery between my legs.
“This is a mistake.” I forced my words out between panted moans of anticipation.
“That’s why you’re with me.” He squeezed my breast and moved his lips to my ear. “I specialize in those.”
Max had a magic tongue, fire-coated lips, and a touch that made me struggle to breathe. His driver pulled the car in front of my house. He pushed the door open and pulled me out of the backseat. I fumbled with my purse and when I had the keys in my hand, he took them from me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close again, kissing on the lawn where anyone could see us. I had no idea what the neighbors would think of my behavior. I had known most of them since I shared the house with my parents before they retired to Florida. They had certainly never seen me making out with a guy in the front yard.
“We should go inside.” I motioned towards the house when his lips parted from mine.
“Somebody’s anxious.” He wrapped his hand around mine and started walking towards the door.
“I just don’t want the neighbors to think I’m some kind of slut.” I followed behind him.
The instant the door was closed and we were alone inside the confines of my house, he kissed me with even more passion and started moving my dress up my thighs with his hands. I knew it was going to happen. I was going to lose my virginity to a man I barely even knew. I was going to make a mistake—I was going to fuck Mr. Mistake. I felt my desire dripping from my pussy when he moved his hand underneath my dress and slid it across my thigh. His hand was so close to my pussy that I could almost feel his touch. His lips moved down my neck, up my neck, and he bit down on my earlobe. I was so lost in his touch that I felt like jelly in his arms.
“Is the bedroom upstairs?” He moved his hand back and forth across the bare flesh of my inner thigh.
“Yes.” I nodded quickly.
As we kissed and started moving our way up the stairs, I saw Sebastian watching from underneath the coffee table. He looked absolutely mortified and he scurried away when Max pushed me against the wall, causing the picture frames to rattle. Max wrapped his hand around my panties and pushed them down to my knees. I let out a sigh of anticipation as he moved his hand up my thigh. When his finger pressed against my pussy, I gasped with surprise. The feeling of his finger on my virgin pussy made me quiver. He rubbed along my labia, briefly pressing into my wetness before stroking my labia again. He rubbed it for a couple of seconds and then started to rub my clitoris. My legs clenched and my panties fell to the floor at my feet.
“Oh God...” My breath drew tight in my chest when I felt the surge of pleasure driven by his touch.
“I bet you’re going to taste so good.” He rubbed my clitoris faster as his words escaped in a quick whisper.
For a man that only cared about fucking me and leaving me to dwell on my mistake, he was certainly doing everything possible to make it an experience I didn’t forget. We continued making our way up the stairs, our bodies pressing against each other with the lust of our tongues and the movements of our hands. I ran my hands down his stomach and rubbed his cock through the fabric of his pants. When I felt the enormous girth, I had no reason to doubt that it was every bit of twelve inches—just like he said. As nervous as I was, I still wanted it. I craved the feeling of his cock inside of me. I guided him towards my bedroom and pushed open the door.
“This is where you sleep?” He rubbed my clit again.
“Yeah...” I moaned with pleasure.
“You won’t be getting any sleep tonight.” He attacked my lips, pulling at my dress as he kissed me.
His removed his hand from between my thighs, leaving my clitoris quivering with a need for his touch. He started removing my dress, pulling the zipper down in the back. When it was halfway down, he kissed the left strap off of my shoulder and then did the same for the right one. My dress fell down around my waist, exposing my bra. With a quick snap, he unfastened the clasp and pulled it down my arms. He squeezed both of my breasts and started licking my nipples, making them hard against his tongue. I ran my fingers through his dark brown hair as he did. My body tightened with excitement when he pushed my dress down and it circled my feet. I pushed off my high heel shoes and started pulling on the knot of his tie.
“I want to taste you...” He slid his hand back between my legs and stroked my clitoris with his finger.
I pulled his tie off and started unbuttoning his shirt. I leaned in and kissed his neck as his shirt was removed. His upper torso was a sculpted mountain of muscles. Each time he took a breath, they seemed to flex and bulge underneath my hands. He pushed me back towards the bed and I sank into the mattress. A hand was placed on each of my knees and he parted them, sliding between them as his lips kissed up my thighs. I was overwhelmed with pleasure, my body begging for more as I let my legs spread wide for his tongue to taste my unexplored pussy. He kissed, lightly dragging his tongue against my flesh, until it was on the edge of my labia.
“Don’t stop.” My body quivered and my hips moved against his tongue.
He moved his tongue along the edge of my labia, keeping it away from the spots that tingled the most and begged for his saliva-coated caress. When he got to the top of my pussy, he danced around my clitoris like it was engulfed in fire, moving his tongue down the other side of my pussy without giving me the touch I craved the most. When he had made a full circle around my pussy, he pulled his tongue away and started lightly kissing along the interior of my thighs, pressing his lips to my labia several times as he moved up towards my clitoris. His kiss almost touched it, and then he pressed his tongue to the flesh above it, moving down the side again.
“You’re torturing me...” I squeezed my hips and let out a moan.
“I’m just making sure you enjoy your mistake.” He pulled his tongue away so he could speak and then returned it to my sizzling flesh.