When her legs finally go limp, I rise, crazed with the need to take her. Alexis is waiting for me—beautiful, filthy, and despite the shyness, she lets me see her completely now. Naked and open.
The lust I feel for her is unlike anything I’ve ever known. It’s possessive, consuming. Tender and feral.
I caress the insides of her thighs in slow, deliberate circles, then lean in and kiss her—letting her taste herself on my tongue.
There’s no restraint left in our kiss. If I craved her before tasting her, now I know I’ll have to take her again and again until I’ve satisfied my hunger.
I feel her wet curls against my hard shaft. I grit my teeth, summoning every ounce of willpower not to bury myself deep inside her right now.
"I’ll try to be as gentle as possible," I whisper in her ear.
I slide a hand between us, stroking her pussy, while my mouth finds her breasts again, and I lose myself in those delicious tits.
Right now, my brain is overtaken by lust. A starving caveman version of me is in charge.
I trap one nipple between my teeth, switching to deep sucks. My hand doesn’t stop—slick with her wetness.
"I love the weight of you on top of me," she says.
"I’m too big to let myself go completely."
"I’ve never felt like this. I want every part of you connected to me."
I’m not sure she realizes what she’s saying. Her eyes are closed, her face consumed with passion—but I hear every word, and they hit me hard because for the first time, I know I won’t be ready to let her go when this night ends.
I slide a finger in and out of her virgin pussy, trying to stretch her. I repeat every prayer I know because she’s so fucking tight, her body clenching around me.
She bites her lip, holding back a moan.
"Don’t do that. I’m getting addicted to the sounds of your pleasure, baby." With my teeth, I gently release her lip and kiss her again.
I slide a second finger in, moving faster until I meet her hymen. She moans softly.
She’s shy, but she still gives herself to me completely—and it drives me fucking insane.
She starts to move her hips, eager, grinding against my hand.
I glide between her thighs, positioning myself at her entrance—then remember I’m not wearing a condom.
What the fuck? I’ve never had sex without one. Not even when I lost my virginity.
I kiss her again. "Wait a second. I’ll be right back."
Alexis opens her eyes, confused by my sudden movement—but when she sees me with the foil wrapper, she looks shocked. "Oh my God!"
"I wasn’t going to forget," I say, trying to convince myself more than her, because honestly, I’m not so sure anymore.
Still dazed with lust, I return to between her thighs. Just feeling the head of my cock against her makes her pussy spasm and tighten—and I almost lose it.
Fuck.
I push halfway in, the heat and pressure of her untouched body engulfing me.
Alexis moans, and when I start to move, she begs for more.
She wants me inside—but there’s tension in her face. So I suck on her breast, trying to distract her.
I grab her ass, lifting her hips, angling her perfectly. My other hand fists in her hair, holding her gaze.
