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It’s so tight at first that I hiss in protest, but he just amps up everything else he’s doing to me until I’m melting in his arms once more.
I remember how easily he made me come in his mouth, and it seems like he’ll be able to do it just as quickly with his hands. Malcolm lets me break the kiss long enough to look down at the space between us, and I hear him chuckle darkly.
“Look what I’m doing to you,” he rasps. “Look at the way my fingers are fucking your pussy. You like that don’t you, good girl?”
“Uh-huh,” I babble. “I do.”
“You want more?”
“Yes!” springs to my lips without hesitation, and Malcolm uses my agreement to push his finger even farther inside of me. It’s almost impossibly tight, but he isn't discouraged and fills me with his digit bit by bit.
I vaguely feel him hit some sort of barrier, and he pulls his finger out, this time resuming with two of them.
The same burning stretch is there, but he moves quicker, making it to the barrier in half the time he did before. I have no warning of what he’s about to do except the way his thumb picks up speed around my clit, finally sliding over the swollen button of it at the same moment his fingers piece the barrier in full.
There is pain—just a sharp bite of it—but he overwhelms me with so much pleasure that it’s hard to even focus on it. As my muscles relax, Malcolm slides his fingers all the way inside of me, again and again, fucking me just like I think he’s going to do with his cock soon.
It’s a scary thought, but I’m beyond the point of resisting what I want because I’ve never wanted anything with the intensity I want this man here and now.
There’s only a second where he stops touching me, flinging his belt off and undoing his pants, pushing them to the ground while he lifts himself.
It happens so fast that one moment he’s dressed, and the next, I can see the rock-hard length of him bare to the world. And oh my god, there is a lot of length. Enough to make my mouth go dry.
I can’t take that inside of me. There’s simply no way. He’s long and thick, darker at the tip, and veiny all the way down. Malcolm palms himself, touching me all over with his free hand and watching as I look my fill of him.
“Don’t be scared,” Malcolm rumbles, fingers flicking over my nipples and making me squirm. “It will fit. I promise.”
“Malcolm…” I say, unsure.
He releases his manhood and pulls me into a kiss. “Just come here. I’m going to make you feel so fucking good, Melody, I promise. No rush, we’ll go at your pace.”
Swallowing hard, I nod, moving forward until I have to straddle his muscled thighs and balance my hands on them, squeezing appreciatively as I do.
His body is unreal. Malcolm helps with his hands on my hips once more, and as he kisses me slowly, languidly, he coaxes me up until I’m hovering over his cock.
The enormous head of it parts my pussy lips and rests outside of the hole, and fear rises. I’m still so much inside my head and scared of doing the wrong thing, but I’m so wet that it’s dripping down onto him, and I can’t make myself resist it.
I’m not scared of Malcolm. Such a thing is impossible. I’m scared of scaring him away with my inexperience.
“Easy,” he whispers against my lips. “Go slow, Melody.”
Malcolm talks as if I’m the one doing the moving, but it’s him pulling me down slowly, slowly, until the head of his cock has breached my entrance.
I let out a shaky breath while he praises me, his tongue snaking into my mouth and stealing any expressions of worry I might speak.
Inch by aching inch, Malcolm lowers me down onto the length of him. My inner walls protest only briefly, quickly opening to him with hardly a second of burning stretch.
Little cries fall from my lips, but as he gets deeper and deeper, he leans my torso back and sucks my nipples into his mouth again, over and over.
Time loses its meaning, but after unknown minutes, Malcolm finally hits home within me and I’m seated fully on top of him. I can hardly believe it, but he’s truly inside me.
I have his entire cock in me! All that size! Just the thought sends another wave of adrenaline-laced pleasure through me.
Before I can even process it, he’s helping me rise again and slide back down. He cants his hips in such a way that he’s stroking something inside of me that almost makes me go cross-eyed. It feels that wonderful.
All the tightness that has been building in me throughout this entire encounter grows and grows as he helps me fuck him, while he also surges upwards to fuck me in kind.
“That’s my girl,” he growls, and I see the way the vein is jumping in his neck and how tight his jaw is. I’m affecting him strongly, too.
