“Are you OK?”
“Yes. I’m just a bit nervous.”
Intense satisfaction stared back at me. “Just relax your body, Molly. You were made for me, my sweet darling,” Hudson said warmly, watching me with a genuine affection that made me feel safe and trusting.
My core started to clench like a fist, so I took a deep breath and waited.
“If you need me to stop, I will. OK?”
And then Hudson lowered himself over my body slowly and carefully so as not to crush me. I jerked slightly as I felt him run the head of his cock over my pussy, coating himself with my excitement.
“Lift your hips slightly,” he whispered, and I did.
I then felt him start to enter me. He took his time, his face tight from concentration, his body propped up by one arm at the side of me on the mattress.
It was like an invasion, and I felt my muscles clamp against him, whether to draw him in or push him out, I had no idea. I just let myself relax and savoured the experience.
Hudson Gage was inside me, and it didn’t feel painful at all.
As he moved back over me again, he placed his other hand on the opposite side of my body and then kissed me. I was vibrating inside as Hudson’s smooth, warm lips seized mine, drawing a mewl from me as his tongue forced its way into my mouth.
All the time he was kissing me, I could feel him sink deeper inside my body.
And then he lifted his head again, his mouth against the cuff of my ear as he said. “Keep your legs open and relax, beautiful girl. This will hurt, but it won’t be for long. OK?”
I swallowed, looking up into his beautiful face. I trusted this boy with my body, soul, and mind.
I smiled my response, my hands on Hudson’s shoulders.
And then he drove deep into my virgin body.
Fuck!
I cried out, more from shock than pain, and Hudson stiffened. He didn’t move; he just stayed still, allowing my body to come to terms with his size. I was being stretched to the limit.
I could feel the wetness of tears on my cheekbones.
Hudson’s eyes flared. “Please don’t cry, baby. You’re doing great. So, fucking good, kitten. Your body just needs time to get used to me. OK?”
“Yes, I think so,” I said with a sob.
“How does it feel?”
I couldn’t describe it. I just felt so full. That initial pain started to fade to a throb, and then Hudson began to move. He withdrew slowly and then sank into me again. But this time, it didn’t hurt. There was slight discomfort, but it was more than bearable.
My entire body then relaxed and I felt like I was floating as Hudson started to fuck me. It didn’t take him long to create a natural rhythm and as he started to go deeper, the pressure on my clit began to build again.
Hudson took my mouth and then placed small kisses on my neck and throat. My breasts bounced with each thrust, and the friction of his chest hair against my nipples felt incredible.
My body started to shudder as Hudson’s pace increased and his thrusts became harder, his bodycrashingagainst mine. I couldn’t stop myself as I cried out in pleasure, only to have Hudson muffle the sound with his mouth.
I was burning with heat, my core constricting in anticipation. My senses were saturated with a pulsing need;everythingwas heightened.
“Fuck baby. Your pussy feels so good,” Hudson groaned, pumping back and forth, the muscles in his forearms bulging. The headboard banged against the wall.
The pleasure wasoff the chartand I gripped his arse cheeks, digging my nails into his skin and needing more, faster, quicker, deeper.
Hudson growled and bit my shoulder, one of his hands shifting to grip my hip as he started to fuck me harder. I whimpered, but not from pain, from unadulterated pleasure.
