Sweet Justice

She offered me a shy smile and flushed a pretty pink at my words. "This feels so fast, Wiley. Is it always this way?"

I thought of how I'd often felt lust and eagerness to fuck before, but this was different. She was different. I felt almost reverent toward her, even though we'd been wed barely fifteen minutes. I paused. It was fast. It was never this way and it was a little scary for me as well.

I shook my head as I stroked her soft skin. "No. It's never been like this before."

I would take it slow if it killed me.

"Don't I get to see you as well?" She bit her lip at her forward question.

I grinned as I arched a brow. "You want to see me, sweetheart?"

At her nod, I stood, tugged off my pants and let them drop to the floor.

Her eyes widened at the sight of me, and she came up onto her elbows.

"You're...um...you're big."

"You felt how hard I was." I looked down at my cock that pointed straight at her, long and thick, the large head broad with clear fluid seeping from the tip. "Ever seen a cock before?"

She shook her head as her teeth bit into her plump lower lip. "Nothing like that."

"Explain," I practically growled. "What man's cock have you seen?"

She rolled her eyes at me and I felt ire at her lackadaisical attitude about something so important. What man had come before? "I saw my brothers when we were small, for the only way we bathed in the summer was if we stripped down and swam in the pond. But they were boys and you're..."

Her eyes were focused solely on my cock as she spoke, and widened when it grew impossibly larger once I realized I truly was her first.

"I'm all man, sweetheart."

"I've heard that's supposed to fit inside me, but I must have heard wrong, for surely you're too large."

"I'm glad you're pleased with my cock, but don't worry, I'll fit. Perhaps I should check though, to see?"

She frowned. "Check?"

I lowered myself to my knees on the floor, grabbed her ankles and abruptly tugged her so that her ass was at the side of the bed. She cried out in surprise. Placing one, then the other leg over my shoulders, I had the perfect view of her pussy. I didn't dawdle, for surely Piper's mind would forget about being surprised and decide to become modest, and I ran a thick finger through her pale curls, then brushing over her pale pink lips.

"Wiley! What are you doing?"

She was still propped up on her elbows and she tried to pull her legs back, but couldn't. My shoulders were too broad and my palm on one inner thigh kept her wide open for me.

"Making sure I'll fit."

"By touching me there?"

I looked up her body at her. It was hard to focus on her surprised expression when her nipples were in my view as well. They were tight and furled and I wanted to taste them again. But there was another place on her body I wanted to taste first.

"Remember, trust me in this and I'll trust you to tell me if you don't like it, but I promise you, you'll love it."

I didn't give her time to argue. Using both hands, I parted her folds with my thumbs, opening her up so I could see all her treasures. At the top of her pussy was her pink pearl, all swollen and ready. Lower was her untried opening, the first hints of her arousal making it shiny and slick beneath my finger. I worked a fingertip just inside and began to play as I took in the rest of her. Below her perfect pussy was her back entrance, tightly furled and closed. I knew that she'd be sensitive there; any woman who was so responsive to nipple play would most certainly enjoy ass play as well. In due time. We had the rest of our lives. For now, I savored the sight of her, the feel of her hot pussy as it clenched down on my finger. She was so tight; once I was sunk balls deep into her, there was no doubt I'd fit within her like a hand in a glove.

I groaned as her inner walls milked my finger, as if trying to pull it in deeper. I obliged and Piper's hips arched up off the bed as I did so.

"Oh my," she cried, eyes closed. She'd fallen onto her back and her entire body was relaxed, yet tense at the same time. "Do that again, please."

I didn't delay. If she wanted me to finger her, I would do so. Her arousal made her wet and slick, the sound of it filling the room. I slowly slid my digit in an out, mimicking what would come later with my cock. I added a second finger, scissoring them to prepare her for she was so incredibly snug.

She hissed. "Wiley, I feel so open."