Ayvah doesn’t even get her agreement past her pretty pink lips before she’s clambering into the middle of the bed and dragging her yoga pants past her knees and from her legs. Next, she tugs her sweater over her head, leaving her naked and panting.
She’s aching for me, and I’m nothing if not a pleasure giver.
She lays in the middle of the bed as I’ve instructed her to, and her eyes fall on me. I’m still fully dressed, unable to drag my eyes away from her milky skin for long enough to undress, but now she’s naked and waiting, I need to remove the last of the clothing between us.
I strip off my shirt, not taking the time to undo more than the first few buttons before I tear it over my head. Next I shove my pants down my legs and kick them across the room hastily. My eyes never leave Ayvah’s exposed flesh. She’s laid out like a fucking feast, and I can’t wait to lose myself in her sweet body.
Her eyes track my every movement, narrowing in on my cock when it pops out of my pants and smacks me in the stomach. I don’t think I’ve ever been this fucking hard, and when her eyes widen at the size and thickness, I can’t tamp down the smug smile that tugs at my lips.
“Do you like what you see, baby girl?” I rumble as I take long strides to the end of the bed and place my knees onto the mattress one at a time. As much as I would love to drag this out and drive my girl crazy, I don’t have the patience. I need her and there’s nothing in the world that can stop me from having her now.
“You know I do,” she mumbles, her cheeks turning a deeper shade of pink.
I chuckle darkly as I prowl up the bed. She has no idea what she’s getting herself into by allowing the devil inside her, and I’m not about to tell her either. I won’t admit that the moment I slide into her tight body, she’ll be mine forever. There will be no running, no hiding, no arguments or freedom. She’s giving herself to me tonight, and I’m going to take everything she offers and more.
“Hands above your head, Ayvah. You are not to move them unless I say so.”
She does as she’s told quickly and without argument. It seems she’s much more compliant in bed than anywhere else, and I tuck that piece of information into the back of my mind for later. I have a feeling Ayvah is going to test me at every single turn, and having a way, any way, to bring her into line is a good thing.
“Good girl.”
I crawl up the bed, feasting my eyes on the gorgeous woman in front of me. Fuck, I’ve never seen another human look so fucking tasty. Every inch of creamy skin is more perfect than the last, and when my eyes settle on the paradise between her thighs, I groan. She’s so fucking wet for me. She needs me just the same way I need her.
I press a kiss to the inside of her thigh and a small whimper slips from between her lips. She’s so receptive to me. I place another kiss on the opposite side and the tension in her body is palpable. She’s trying so hard to stay still because that’s what I’ve told her to do, but her body screams at her to move.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Ayvah,” I murmur as I press gentle kisses to her soft skin, occasionally flicking my tongue across the sensitive flesh. She tastes like a warm summer’s day, and I find myself addicted to the taste. I could spend the rest of my life worshipping her like the deity she is.
I swipe my tongue through her delicate folds and she lets out a startled scream but remains as still as she can. Her cunt tastes better than anything I’ve ever had, like whiskey by the fire on a cool night, and with each part of her I taste, the more addicted I grow.
Her hips jolt when my tongue circles her tight bud, and I press a hand to the center of her stomach to hold her still. My palm itches to punish her for breaking the rule I gave her, but I don’t have the patience. I need to get her pretty pussy warmed up so I can slide deep inside her and make her mine.
“Is all this for me, baby girl?” I lap at her juices and groan. Fuck, I’ll never get enough of this. I could spend the rest of my life with my head between her legs, and I would never get tired of her taste, the little gasps she lets out, the way her body tenses and relaxes with each flick of my tongue, and how her eyes track every move I make. I’ve been with my fair share of women in the past, but I’ve never felt so… connected to another human being.
“Storm,” she groans, her hands gripping the pillow beneath her head as she struggles to follow the orders I’ve given her.
I snake a hand between us and gather her wetness. I’m not a small man, and I need to make sure she’s ready, especially because I don’t know anything about the men she’s been with before, and that’s probably for the best. The thought of my woman with another man, even before I knew she existed, makes me want to tear their fucking arms off for daring touch what belongs to me.
I press a finger to her entrance and we both let out a groan as I breach her tight little pussy. Fuck me, her warm sheath feels like every Christmas coming at once and I’m only fucking her with my fingers.
“Fuck, Storm,” Ayvah hisses out a breath, her hips rising up of their own accord.
“Stay still, baby girl,” I remind her. “You know how I feel about having to repeat myself.”
Her eyes flash with a mixture of heat and fear. My girl likes the threat of punishment more than she’s willing to admit, and I tuck that piece of information into the back of my mind for future reference.
I withdraw my finger for long enough to press a second in beside it and she cries out. God, I will never get sick of the noises she makes for me. The way her pussy wraps around my fingers makes me grind my hard cock into the mattress like a horny teenager, but I don’t give a fuck. I need the relief.
Her pussy flutters around my fingers, the soft mewls and the way her head rolls side to side tells me she’s getting close to the edge, and as much as I would love to toy with her, to drag out her pleasure until she can’t take it anymore, I don’t have the patience right now.
“Storm, it’s… oh god,” Ayvah cries out.
“That’s it, baby girl,” I murmur against her swollen clit. I hook my fingers up until each time I withdraw them, they rub across the sensitive spot inside her that will make her explode.
“Fuck, Storm. Please,” she’s begging, but she doesn’t quite know what she’s asking for. She wants the relief only I can offer her, but she’s too lost in her own pleasure to ask for it. But she’ll learn. Her orgasms belong to me now, and I’m going to make her earn every single fucking one.
“Do you want to come, baby girl?”
“Yes, fuck, please,” she pants out the words. Her cunt begins to clamp around my fingers and I know she’s on the edge. One flick of my tongue and she’s going to crash.
“I’m going easy on you tonight, Ayvah, but in the future I will bring you to this point over and over again, and you will wait for your pleasure until I say.”
I can tell she likes that idea when her pussy flutters around my fingers. She’s about to go off, and I can’t wait to see her explode.
“Come for me, Ayvah. Come right now,” I demand.
Her body tenses and then jolts as pleasure flows through her. Her eyes drift closed for a moment as she loses herself in the sensations I’m dragging from her body. My tongue and fingers work in tandem to pull every single ounce of orgasm from her perfect body, and it takes long moments for her body to relax.
Before she can fully come down from her high, I’m on her. My hard cock can’t wait another moment without being inside her. I notch myself at her entrance and take a second to drag my eyes down her body. Her cheeks and chest are flushed with pleasure, her rosy nipples are peaked for me, and her breaths are coming in hard and fast. I’ve never seen anything more beautiful than Ayvah coming undone for me.
“Condom?” She murmurs.
“No,” I say simply. “I told you the other night there will never be anything between us. I’m clean, and Doc said your tests came back all clear.” I bring my hand up to cup her jaw, forcing her eyes to lock with mine. “You’re mine, baby girl. All fucking mine.”
I press my hips forward harshly, unable to wait another second without being sheathed with her. I hold her gaze as her impossibly tight warmth surrounds me. She flinches as I press deeper, but it’s not until I’m met with resistance that I tear through that I realize why she looks so uncomfortable.
“Ayvah,” I growl, withdrawing my cock enough to see it’s covered in a thin sheen of blood.
She was a virgin, and I just took her virginity without even realizing it.
