His Nasty Little Pussy

I smile back, but it quickly turns to a gasp when he lowers his mouth to my clit. There’s no patience with his movements now. This is all about making me cum, and he’s bringing me there with a quickness. His tongue works my clit fast, and within seconds I’m screaming his name as pleasure consumes me. My muscles tense, and I grip the blanket so hard I can feel my hands already starting to cramp.

His tongue slows, working me in gentle circles as the orgasm continues to thunder through me. When he feels my muscles begin to relax, he slides a finger into my pussy, and I immediately clench around him, wishing it were his thick cock. His finger slides along my inner wall, creating an odd sensation that I’ve never felt before. I squirm beneath his touch as a different kind of pressure begins to build.

“Beau?” I ask, not quite sure what’s going on.

“It’s all right, darlin’,” he whispers against my pussy. “Just relax.”

His finger works me faster as he brings his mouth back to my clit. My body is building quickly to something I’ve never felt before, and this time when I cum, I feel a gush of fluid come out of my pussy as I scream at how fucking good it feels. He slows his finger down, letting me ride it out while he gently tongues my clit.

My body is a shaking, sweaty mess by the time he slides his finger out of me. He gives my pussy one last kiss before bringing his face to mine. I kiss him deeply, savoring the way he tastes like my pussy, making me feel like I’ve marked him as mine. I run my hands over his back, wanting and needing him closer.

“I need you,” I whimper against his mouth. “I can’t wait anymore.”

Instead of demanding I be more patient, he pulls off his jeans and boxers and lowers his body to mine again.

I laugh. “Look who’s impatient now.”Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

He groans and kisses me again. “Every man has his limits,” he practically growls as he presses the head of his cock against my pussy.

Looking into my eyes, he asks, “Are you sure you want to do this?”

“I’ve never been more sure about anything in my life, Beau.” I wrap my legs around his waist, trying to pull him closer. “I need you inside me. I can’t wait any longer.”

He kisses me deeply, sliding one hand between us. Grabbing onto his cock, he rubs his head along my clit. I groan at the feel of him, so soft and firm as it slides along my soaking wet clit. I arch my hips, rubbing against him as best I can as pleasure lights up every cell in my body. When I’m on fire with need, he slides his cock back to my opening and pushes this thick head into me.

My body is still lit up with pleasure, but I can’t help how I tense up at the new feeling of pain. He rips through my hymen, making me gasp and dig my fingers into his shoulders. He stills and cups my face in his hands, kissing me gently, taking his time with his lips and tongue as I get used to the size of him inside me. My pussy clenches around him, refusing to relax, but the longer he kisses me, the more I feel the pain receding.

When he slides in a little more, I whimper around his mouth and hug him tighter. He slides his tongue along my bottom lip before kissing a line to my ear. He sucks and nibbles on my earlobe, sending delicious shivers up and down my spine while he slides his cock in a little more.

A stubborn tear slides out, and when he feels the wetness on his cheek, he immediately raises his head to look at me. He gently wipes it away and rests his forehead against mine.

“Aw, Ella, please don’t cry.”

“I’m fine,” I say, smiling at him. “I promise. We both knew this was going to hurt a bit at first. Please don’t stop.” I clutch at him, terrified he’s going to pull out and insist we wait.

“I won’t stop,” he promises, “but I am going to make you forget about the pain, or at least give you enough pleasure to override the pain,” he adds with a wink.

He keeps his cock still and lowers his mouth to my tit, wrapping it around my aching nipple. His tongue teases me as he slides a hand between us and begins to rub my clit. I groan at all the different sensations going on and instinctively arch my hips to him. I feel him smile around my tit as he slides himself in some more. It still hurts, but it’s starting to feel more like the delicious, addictive sort of pain like having my ass spanked or his cock lodged in my throat.

My pussy clutches at him, and I grab onto his back, loving how his muscles move beneath my fingers with his movements. He rubs my clit faster and slides in a bit more. I’m so close now, moaning and whimpering beneath him, and right as I cum, he slams the rest of himself into me, forcing my orgasm to crash over me with a fierceness that leaves me breathless.

He slowly fucks me, drawing out every sensation as his cock moves in my pussy. It’s a thousand times better than I ever imagined it would be, and I tighten my legs around him, bringing his face up to mine so I can kiss him. Groaning, he kisses me hard, running his hands over me as his hips speed up. I’m lost in pleasure and happier than I’ve ever been. With Beau inside me, there’s a feeling of finally being complete and whole. He slowly lifts his head and smiles down at me. “Feel better now?” “Much,” I say with a laugh.

“Good because I’m not even close to being done with you.”

The wicked, sexy glint in his eyes has me giddy with excitement.