Until Forever - You're Mine

I didn’t say anything as I moved my thumb over her bottom lip, her skin soft, the memory of her kiss forever ingrained in my head.

“I’m ready,” she said, even though I’d only been thinking of asking her.

My entire body was so damn tense, my muscles straining under the skin. Did this girl know what she did to me? I worshipped her, had for five years now.

My cock was so fucking hard, and pre-cum was a constant at the tip of my shaft. I’d never been this worked up, not even when I thought about Abigail and jerked off. No, this went above everything or anything I could have ever imagined.

I had my hand back between her thighs, wanting to make sure she was really good and juicy for me. I teased her clit, rubbed the bundle of nerves back and forth, and watched the pleasure move across her face. I moved the digit down and circled her tight little hole. “No one will ever have this but me. No one will ever know what you feel like deep inside but me.” I said those words as a demand.

She nodded, her mouth parted as I teased her more. I didn’t penetrate her, just rubbed the tip back and forth over the opening, letting her know I was there, that soon I’d have my cock buried deep inside.

Abigail placed her hand on the center of my chest and moved it lower until she was right above my stiff dick. I needed her to touch my cock, but at the same time, if she touched me again, I was liable to come.

And when I did finally get off, I wanted to be buried deep in her.

“Abigail, as much as I want you to touch me again, if you touch me down there, I’ll come.”

Her eyes widened.

I leaned down again, took her mouth in another hard, deep kiss. Her momentary shock at my words vanished as she opened for me. I plunged my tongue inside, tasting her addicting flavor. I was done prolonging this.

I removed my hand from between her thighs, held up my fingers that were glossy from her cream, and licked them clean, groaning at her flavor. I needed inside of her now.

“Spread wider for me, baby.” I gritted out those words. This was really happening. I reached between us once more to grab my cock, placing it at her entrance. I pressed my hips tighter against hers.

She was making me lose my mind, but fuck, that was a good thing.

With the tip of my cock at her entrance and my gaze focused on hers, I knew I had to just do this. I hated that I’d cause her pain, and if I could have taken that away from her, I would have in an instant. But the thought of popping her cherry, taking it as mine, and knowing I’d be the only man to ever know how good she felt had all sane reasoning leaving me.

“Ready?” I asked and kissed her forehead.

“I’m ready,” she whispered and grabbed my biceps.

I looked into her eyes, and at the same time, I thrust in one fluid motion, getting over that first hurtle of breaking through her innocence.

She gasped in pain because of me, and I hated I was the cause of it. But despite that, on instinct, I couldn’t help the growl that left me at the tight, wet feeling of her pussy. When I was fully inside her, my balls pressed right up against her plump little ass, I stilled. She had her nails dug into the flesh at my arms, and her eyes, God, her eyes were wide as she looked up at me, her discomfort clear.

“Abigail. Dammit, I’m so sorry.” I leaned down to kiss her softly. “I’m so sorry I hurt you.”

“Shhh,” she said and slid her arms up my neck and pulled me impossibly closer. “Everything is perfect.”

I pulled back and started moving in and out of her slowly, gently, but with each passing second, my pleasure built to an all-consuming level. I could see on Abigail’s face she felt it too. My hands were curled into the sheets by her head, my shoulders hunched forward as I thrust in and out of her.

“I love you,” I said harshly. “God, I love you so much.”

She moaned softly and wrapped her legs around my waist. “I love you too.”

“Fuck.” I grunted that obscene word out, knowing Abigail wasn’t used to me being so damn raw. But I couldn’t help it.

The feeling of her inner muscles squeezing my cock, with images in my head of all the dirty things I’d do to her, had me so close to the edge.

I looked at her chest, her breasts slightly shaking, swaying as I thrust in and out of her with purpose. Her nipples were rose colored, the tips hard, slightly elongated. My mouth watered at the sight.