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GULLIVER
Silencing my alarm for the third time, I palm Izzy’s breast, toying with her nipple until she starts to wake up. “Good morning, Little Ghost,” I rasp against her ear, sliding my palm down the front of her body until I’m cupping her hot core.
Without me asking, she parts her legs for me, softly gasping when I rub my finger over her clit.
“Gulliver.”
“What do you need, Ghost?”
Pushing a finger into her heat, I still, needing her to feel a little of the desperate want I woke up with.
“Gulliver,” she rasps, still sleepy.
“What do you need? Tell me…do you want my fingers, my tongue, or my dick?”
“Yes,” she mewls, arching her back and rubbing herself against me.
“Yes?” I chuckle softly.
“Yes. All of it. I want everything.”
In these moments when nothing exists but us, she’s so fucking confident and sure of herself. But as soon as the lust fades, I can see the doubt in her eyes, and I don’t know what to say or do to convince her that this isn’t a fucking game anymore.
“More,” she demands when my hand stops moving.
Circling my thumb, I close my eyes and inhale, filling my senses with her subtle rose scent. Sliding my finger from her cunt, I lift her leg and position it on top of my thigh, spreading her wide. Running my fingers through her folds, I dip two fingers into her entrance, then pull them out, pushing them further each time until her wetness is coating my knuckles and she’s rolling her hips, fucking herself on my hand.
With her head thrown back, she’s a fucking vision as she chases the pleasure I’m teasing her with. “Please,” she whines.
Grabbing her hand, I guide it between her legs, urging her to penetrate herself while I control her. “That’s it, Little Ghost. I want to watch you fuck yourself, show me how good it feels.”
Her movements are tentative, like she’s not sure what to do or how she should touch herself. Gliding my hand over the top of hers, I move her fingers for her, pushing one, then two into her sex and watching as she bites her lip, her breathing going shallow as I help her fuck herself.
“How does it feel? Is it as good as when my fingers are inside of you?”
“I want…you,” she rasps. “Your fingers.”
“I’ll give you anything,” I promise earnestly, pushing my own finger into her cunt alongside her two. Gripping her hand tightly, I move her fingers with my own, forcing her to fuck herself in long, hard strokes.
“More,” she gasps, and I push another finger into her, stretching her wide, until she comes with a cry, her hips jerking, her cunt gushing with arousal that runs down my fingers to soak my hand and wrist.
“Fucking perfect,” I growl, guiding her hand from between her legs and up to my mouth. Sucking her fingers between my lips, I lick the taste of her cum off her skin, savoring the flavor like it’s fucking nectar.
“Need you,” I mumble.
When she nods, I roll her to her stomach and spread her legs. Lifting her hips, I position her on her knees with her upper body and cheek still pressed to the bed. Palming my cock, I guide it to her entrance and fill her in a single hard thrust that forces a shocked whine from her lips.
“Fuck, you take me so well,” I rasp. “Your cunt is so fucking tight.” Holding her hips, I start to rock into her, dragging her onto my cock as I thrust up to meet her.
It’s dirty and sweaty and intense. I don’t tease her or edge her orgasm to the surface then deny it. I’m too close to release to do anything but fuck her hard and fast, until she tumbles over the edge. Her pussy clamps down on my cock like a vise, and she mewls, turning her face into the pillow to muffle the sound of her garbled cry.
I follow her into oblivion, slamming into her one last time before I hold her hips in place and fill her with my cum. It still fucking amazes me that she was a virgin only a few days ago. I’ve fucked virgins before, their eyes full of stars, candles, and romance. But Izzy shrugged off her virginity like it was nothing. The sex with her is out of this world amazing. She’s not cautious or scared; she just seems to want to experience everything, and I’m more than happy to oblige her.
She’s quickly become my new obsession because I’ve realized that Izabella Rhodes is fucking perfect. In the last week, I’ve learned that she’s playful and funny, she’s loyal to a fault, and she’s quite possibly the most beautiful, intelligent, intriguing person I’ve ever met. If I’d known she existed before last week, I’d have stalked her until she was mine, because she’s the type of girl I could never grow bored with.
I want her, and not for a night or a week or even six months. I want to keep her indefinitely. Around her, I’m possessive and jealous of the glances she gives to my friends. Because even when she’s in my lap and I’ve got my hands touching her, I want more.
We shared a bed last night because the thought of her sleeping alone in the room opposite mine feels unthinkable. My body craves her, my dick is obsessed with her, and my mind is fucking consumed by her, but even if she never let me touch her sexually again, I’d still want to be close to her.
