Chapter Eight
Theo
I came home after driving halfway to the office. Something inside me said to turn around, and I was right. She’s trying to leave. I can’t have that happen. I hold her close, tipping her chin to make her look at me as I lower my head and take her mouth. I’ve longed to kiss her like this for days, and I regret waiting. She melds into me, pressing her tiny hands against my chest, splaying her fingers over my dress shirt under my suit jacket. It feels so damn intense it’s as if I’m naked. I need more. My hands come over hers, stopping them and pulling back.
“Sorry, baby. I don’t want to stop. I need to be sure because once I get you under me, there’s no going back. I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop myself. Are you ready for me?”
“Please, Theo. Take my innocence.”
Her pleading, throaty request makes my dick jerk. She has total control over me and has no idea how much. I groan, giving my shaft a squeeze to stave off the urge to come. I march her backward toward the bed until her ass hits the mattress.
“I’m going to dirty you up and lick you clean, Phoebe.” I nudge her shoulders, pushing her onto the bed while I drop the jacket of my suit onto the floor. I watch her as I undo my cufflinks. Her eyes greedily stare at my movements as her tongue peeks out of her plump lips. My dick tents my slacks, making it hard to concentrate on the simple task of removing my shirt.
“Strip, baby. You’ve got me so damn wound up that I need you naked now.” She nervously takes off her bra, revealing her massive tits to my eyes for the first time. I’m almost coming like a freshly plucked teen. My cock aches, heavy with need for her. I slide my shirt off just as she pulls down her panties. I can’t wait another second more. Kicking off my shoes, I make quick work of the rest of my clothes. Her pink pussy glistens between her thighs, coating them with her sticky wetness. I need to have a taste.
“Kiss me, Theo,” she begs.
“Where?” I know where I want to be. Her innocence shows when she blushes and doesn’t answer. Well, I don’t need one.
I fall to my knees in front of her, parting her legs and tossing one over each shoulder. “Your pussy is making a mess all over your thighs. We can’t have that.” I growl, dropping my head and licking the sweetness off each thigh, moving higher until I hit her puffy pussy lips. My cock leaks cum onto the floor as I slip one finger into her honey and feel her tight walls clench around it. I bend and flex it over and over, trying to stretch her core. Her hips buck, and she cries out for more.
“Oh, Theo.” Her hands clench the bedsheets, holding onto them for dear life.
“That’s right. Say my name and come for me,” I grunt into her pussy, eating her up. I flick her clit with my tongue and pump two fingers inside, sending her hips rolling as she comes on my face.
“You’re so fucking tight. I’m trying to be gentle. I promised not to hurt you,” I whisper, kissing my way up her body. Reluctantly, I pull my fingers from her and wrap my hands around her waist, lifting her to the middle of the bed. For our first time, I want her to feel treasured. Later, I’ll fuck her like the beast inside of me demands.
I part her legs with my knees, settling my large frame above her tiny, innocent body. Staring down at her, I watch her tense up as I push only the head inside her folds. “Relax, baby.” I bend down and steal a kiss, letting her taste herself on my tongue. She moans, and her body eases up for me. I continue to ravish her mouth, then slide lower to skim my lips over her tender pulse. She cranes her neck to the side, letting me lick her flesh as I plunge in inch by inch. My tip grazes her barrier, and I lose all control, thrusting forward.
My eyes meet hers, and I see the pain etched on her face. “I’m sorry, my sweet Phoebe.”
“You’re so big.”
“Yes, but you’ll get used to it. I won’t move until you tell me so.” Fuck. I’m doing my best to hold off on coming, but even now, her tight walls are squeezing some cum out of me. The thought of her unprotected womb already greedy for my seed makes my balls rise up, ready to nut.
“You can move, Theo.”
“Thank fuck.” I bend my head and kiss her softly. “Thank you, Phoebe.” I pull out slightly, taking my time as I slide back in. Our pace stays slow, and it’s killing me not to let go, but I want her with me. This isn’t just my show. I want her to come all over my dick.