I let us breathe for a moment, then tease her entrance with my pointer finger.
“Now that you’re drenched for me, I’m going to stretch you with my fingers. You’re too tight for my cock right now. So, you’ll come a second time on my fingers. I want to feel you choke the life out of them. I don’t want to be able to hold a gun again, because of your tight pussy.”
“I don’t know if I can go again,” she whimpers.
“Oh, sunshine. You can. There’s alot left in you.”
“Okay, I believe you.” She gives me the go ahead after a few beats.
I push a finger in easily, her slickness allowing easy entry. I slowly slide in and out of her, watching her cunt suck it in.
I wiggle in a second finger, and she gasps at the tight fit.
“Do you like this? If it hurts, tell me and I’ll adjust,” I tell her, needing her to understand this is about her pleasure.
“Don’t stop! Please, don’t stop!” she begs.
And I’m just a man, unable to do anything but please his woman.
So, I pump in with that second finger until her pussy accepts it with ease. Then I wiggle in a third one, all the while, my tongue toying with her clit.
The sight before me will forever be engrained in my mind. Anytime I ever need happiness, I’ll picture this.
My goddess laid out on her bed, panting, writhing, begging. Pure perfection.
And when her back arches off the bed, when she lets out a scream of pleasure, I continue finger fucking her exactly the same way, successfully pushing her over the edge.
Miraculously, and only because I came minutes ago, do I not follow her over the edge. Granted, I’m rock hard and ready to go, but the next place I’m coming is in that tight pussy.
“How are you feeling, sunshine?” I ask her as I kiss and lick my way up her body, until we’re at eye level.
“Weightless. Happy. Perfect,” she says with a dazed smile. “Are we going to have sex now?”
“Yes, sunshine. We’re going to have sex now that you’re ready,” I grumble, barely able to hold conversation with her aroma wafting around the room, her taste tattooed on my tongue, with my cock begging to know what the inside of her feels like.
“I’m going to push my cock into you slowly. It’s going to be okay. I’ll be gentle. Once you get used to the size, we’ll start fucking. Is that okay with you?”
“Yes, please,” she mutters.
I undo my pants and pull them and my underwear off and throw them across the room.
Cecilia stares at my straining cock with wide eyes. Her face pales slightly. I know I’m above average in every way, but I also know she’s perfectly capable of taking me.
“It’s big. Is it too big?” She chews her lip nervously.
“It’ll fit. Your tight pussy will make room for me. You were made for me,” I assure her.
I position myself at her entrance and look into her eyes.
“Roman, I love you. And I trust you,” she says sweetly.
And I have to take a breath to center myself.
Chapter 38
Cecilia
“I love you too, sunshine.”
