started kissing me again, the sexy sound of his deep voice giving me a thrill. He was more aggressive now, stroking my breasts through my camisole. I arched my back, almost purring with pleasure as his fingers toyed with my hard nipples.
Kyle was very, very good with his hands.
"Hmmmm Princess, you feel so good."
I let my hands explore his muscular arms and slid around to his back. He was so hot, so warm, so... erect. I felt a moment of worry about the size of the thing but his hands felt so good that I stopped thinking and melted against him again.
He moved my legs apart and pressed his hips inside them. He was so large, so much bigger than me. But it felt wonderful.
I wanted to be closer to him.
I wanted more.
He pushed my camisole up and lowered his head to my breasts. I hadn't been wearing a bra because it had a built in support shelf. But now I felt superstitious... like I'd known... I'd been ready for this.
For him.
I whimpered as his tongue danced against one nipple and then the other. My hands were in his soft hair as he worked me over, switching back and forth as if he could not get enough of me. He sucked one into his mouth and flicked his tongue against it rapidly.
"So sweet..."
With a growl he sat up and tore his shirt off. Then he was back, his bare chest pressing against mine. Heat and pleasure tore through my body, leaving me delirious with hunger and need.
"Please..."
I had no idea what I was asking for. Thankfully, Kyle did. He sat up with a growl and reached for my sandals. My feet were bare in seconds. He growled again as he reached for my jeans, unbuttoning and pulling them down swiftly.
The cool air hit my skin, chilling me. But just for a moment. Because he was pulling his jeans off too. Then he was on top of me.
We both moaned as our bodies collided. Soft and hard. Hot and cool. Skin on skin.
I felt his cock against my belly. It was bare and so big. It felt like hot silk against me. I didn't think about what that might mean though. Not yet.
"Belinda... I can't wait."
I sighed as his hand slid into my panties. I felt him manipulating my folds. No one had touched me there before. I'd done it myself, but it never felt like this.
He was panting with exertion as he rubbed his thumb over my clit. I shivered, wondering if he was going to make me finish that way. If I should try to be quiet when I came. If I should be embarrassed by how close I was already.
"You're so wet... so tight... please Princess, can I?"
He wanted to have sex. I knew that. All boys wanted that. It was nature. And as my father liked to say, you can't fight nature.
I thought of all the dates I'd had to turn down over the years. All the times I'd skipped parties. All the fun I'd missed.
I slid my arms around his neck and nodded.
"Yes."
Chapter Three
Kyle
I was in heaven. And hell. She'd said yes. I'd won the fucking lottery. And now I was having a hard time getting inside her.
Fuck me.
The girl beneath me was the best I'd ever had. So sweet and responsive it was making it hard to think straight. I reached down and grabbed my dick, pressing it hard against her slick lips.
Hoping it would go in.
Praying it would go in.
Oh yeah, Belinda was giving me religion.
It wasn't going in.
I cursed and lowered myself between her legs, doing the other thing I'd been desperate to do all night. Taste that sweet pussy of hers. I lapped at the soft little petals, grinning at the sight of the bright red curls above her soft lips. She had the prettiest damn pussy I'd seen in my life.
And I'd seen more than my fair share.
I pulled her clit into my mouth and flicked my tongue against it. Hard. Then I slid one finger into her hot little box.
Fucking A the girl was tight.
I angled my hand, barely able to get one finger in. I moaned as her sugar walls seemed to undulate against me. I doubled down with my tongue. That's when I felt it.
Belinda was coming.
Thanking the good lord above for small favors, I eased a second