She wasn’t fully ready, but I couldn’t watch her like this for much longer.
I removed my hand, and she sighed in relief, the tension leaving her body.
Leaning over her, I pulled one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking it in as far as it would go while my tongue teased the peak. My palm squeezed its partner, her tits overflowing my large hands. Gemma’s back arched as she clutched my head closer to her breast, silently begging me not to stop.
My dick brushed against her slick pussy, and I groaned, removing my mouth to place tiny bite marks on a path from her chest to her neck. Burying my face there, I positioned my cock so the underside was fitted against her slit, rocking to provide pressure to her clit.
She needed to come again. That was the only way this was going to work.
“Oh fuck.” Gemma’s neck arched on a moan when she realized what I was doing. “Sasha, I can’t.”
“You have to, baby.” I raised my head from the crook of her neck to drink deeply from her lips as I rocked faster, praying I wouldn’t set myself off in my quest to ready her for my cock.
She tore her mouth away, gasping. “You’ve made your point.”
“Not even close.” A dark chuckle accompanied those words, and her green-gold eyes widened, mouth parting as she fell apart beneath me.
“That’s it. Just like that. You’re doing so well.”
Gemma whimpered, fingernails digging into my biceps as she rode out her orgasm.
When she finally sagged into the mattress, I shifted my hips to center myself at her entrance. Having her fully sated when I pushed in those first few inches was a blessing—she didn’t tense to fight me. Though it didn’t matter; I met resistance anyway. Curse of having a massive dick. It was work to fit myself fully inside any woman, but damn, was it sweet as hell when I finally did.
Gemma became lucid enough to realize what was happening, and her pussy clamped down.
Grunting, I gritted out, “This doesn’t work if you don’t relax, babe.”
She sucked in a sharp breath when I tried to push forward unsuccessfully. “It’s not going to fit.”
“Do you trust me?”
Huffing out a pained laugh, she replied, “I let you shave me.”
It wasn’t a straight-out, yes, but it was close enough.
“Listen to me carefully.” Her eyes cracked open enough to peer up at me through thick black lashes. “When I tell you to, take a deep breath, okay?”
Letting out a shaky exhale, she nodded beneath me.
“Good.”
Leaning down, I teased my tongue into her mouth. That distracted her enough that I was able to slide in a fraction more. She clung to me, her hands roving from my shoulders into my hair as she moved my head from side to side, battling back as we kissed.
Easing away, I rested my forehead against hers.
“Ready?”
She hummed in the affirmative.
Fitting my hand between our bodies, I poised my thumb over her clit.
“Now.”
Her sharp inhale was audible as I rubbed tight circles over that swollen bud. Gemma jolted beneath me, and that was when my hips surged forward, locking us together.
Yelping, she gave a tentative first rock of her hips, and it took everything in my power to keep from exploding. She was so fucking hot and tight that I was barely hanging on by a thread.
“You feel so good,” I gritted out, hitching one of her thighs over my hip.
