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“Please fuck me,” I moan, and this teasing is driving me crazy. “I’m ready. I’m so fucking ready. Please,pleasefuck me.”
He groans and keeps sliding his fingers in and out and in and out, his palm pushing against my clit, and when I feel like I might explode from the pressure, he finally pulls back and buries his mouth between my legs. He’s lapping me up, drinking me down, praising me as he does it. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Kat, so fucking perfect,” he whispers between licks. “I love your taste, your sounds, your smell, everything about you, you have no idea how badly I’ve been wanting this.” He lavishes attention and desire on me, licking, sucking, teasing, and I don’t know how much longer I can take it. I’ve never been treated like this before, like I’m desirable, like I’m worth a damn, and his praise has a magnetic quality. This is bliss and it’s torture, and all I want is him between my legs and I want himnow.
I pull his hair and guide him up until I feel his massive, thick tip against my wet entrance as his mouth presses to mine. He teases me there and I wiggle my ass, pulling back to stare into his eyes. “Go ahead,” I moan. “Ford, fuck me. I’m yours, just fuck me, fuck me, take me, please—”
He slides himself between my legs and my back arches as he fills me.
My brain goes fuzzy like a broken TV screen. The world stops spinning. The room suspends itself and there’s nothing but the pain between my legs as his massive cock threatens to rip me in half. He keeps going, deeper and deeper, and the pain continues as he slides back out and in again, kissing my neck, whispering delicious words I can only half hear the whole time, and slowly the world begins to restart as the deep ache shifts to an even deeper pleasure.
“That’s a good girl,” he whispers and bites my lower lip. “Oh, Kat, that’s such a good girl, take every inch of me like you were born to slide your wet little cunt along my thick cock. Go ahead and moan for me, baby girl, go ahead and tell me how much you want it, that’s right, oh, you’re such a good girl.” He licks my nipples and bites them and starts moving faster.
I wrap my arms around his neck and work my hips and feel sweat bead down my back.
The pain and the pleasure are impossible to untangle. It feels so much better than I ever dared imagine it would and yet it’s also like his massive size is going to break me in half. I love it, and I want him to keep going, deeper and faster and rougher, I want him to crack me in half and let me ooze out along his cock.
We grind like that. His cock in me, my hips riding, my clit pressing against him with each new thrust. I’m panting and totally out of my mind and he keeps on whispering, over and over, calling me his good girl and fucking me and I’m practically drooling with bliss.
“You’re an eager girl, taking me nice and deep like this, Katherine. Look at you, legs spread, moving your hips like you can’t help yourself, moaning deep and taking my thick cock. What a good girl, an eager, dirty little girl. I love the way you feel, Katherine, the way you grip me, I need to fill you to the brim and I want you to say my name as I do it.”
“Ford,” I moan and we start moving faster together. His forehead presses to mine and I’m locked into the feeling. “Ford, Ford, Ford, like that, just like that, don’t stop.” We’re grinding, fucking, everything so wet and lovely, and I feel it right there growing and growing, glowing despite the pain, the pleasure building and building. I’ve let go of my fear, let go of my self-doubt, and there’s only Ford guiding me through this and bringing me closer and closer and closer until he bites my shoulder and kisses my collarbone, and I arch my back and say his name and come, come, come, in a wild cascade of lovely intensity over and over, and Ford, the bastard, the lovely perfect bastard, he doesn’t stop, he keeps the pace I set exactly the way I want him to until finally I collapse back, a quivering and mindless mess.
He slides himself out of me. “Good girl,” he says and kisses me, touching me, hands caressing my skin. Everything is electric and sensitive and I giggle despite myself, grinning like a moron, flushed and sweating from the effort. “You’re such a good girl.”
“We should’ve done that sooner,” I say and nuzzle him.
“You’re in luck,” he whispers and kisses me. “Because I’m not finished yet.”
My eyes go wide and I realize he’s right—his cock is still very hard.
I don’t think. I move down to his shaft and stroke him slowly as he lies on his back. There’s no blood—I’ve been riding horses my whole life—but I taste my pussy as I take him into my mouth. I suck him nice and slow and want to give him the gift he just gave me as I go faster, and faster, and he’s whispering how much he loves it the whole time, his groans low and guttural and masculine. “That’s right, suck yourself off my cock, lovely girl, god, you feel so fucking good. Wait—wait—” He pulls me up and makes me straddle him.
“Ford!” But it’s too late—my hips move and he slips inside of me again.
I’m shocked at how good it feels. I’m mesmerized by how wet I am. “Ride,” he commands.
And I do. I ride him faster and faster, even though I’m aching and sore like crazy, I take him deeper and deeper until I feel him twitching inside of me and he’s groaning my name—“Katherine, fuck, Katherine”—and that sends me flying over the edge. Another orgasm rips through my body as he comes, filling me up to the brim, and I swear it lasts forever or maybe it lasts only seconds, I can’t really tell and I don’t really care, because I collapse down into his arms, completely spent.
“No more,” I groan and grind myself against his hips. “Oh my god, I’m so sore.”
He laughs softly. “I guess I can let you be done for the night.”
“For the night? You mean for theweek.”
“If you can stay on your side of the bed for a week, I’ll leave you alone.”
“Arrogant prick.”
He kisses me and I snuggle closer. And something clicks inside my brain.
I kind of like being with Ford.
Which is probably a ridiculous thing to think after giving him my virginity, but it’s true.
I never thought I’d actually enjoy his company. I never imagined I’d have fun bantering with him, teasing him, making jokes and laughing with him.
But here I am lying in his arms, and I don’t want to go anywhere else.
I want to be withhim.
