Page 53 of Wire

“Yup. This has been years in the making. You can’t get rid of me now.”

Leaning down, I brush my lips over hers, a whisper of a kiss, before pulling back to look at her. Cupping Remy’s face in my hands, I hold her gaze, her hands coming up to grip my wrists as I lean down, this time angling her face to fit mine. Her lips part as we kiss, cradling my bottom lip between hers before my shy little minx sucks gently, causing my restraint to snap.

Deepening the kiss, my tongue sweeps against her bottom lip before tasting her, my tongue gliding across hers. Her kiss is inexperienced, raw, making me want to pull out all the stops to show her how much pleasure I can give her. Her small hands release my wrists, resting on my chest, before moving lower to pull my shirt up and over my head, our lips parting for mere moments before attacking each other again. She fumbles with my belt, her hands desperate to get me out of my jeans, a little growl escaping her.

“Get naked!” she growls, not removing her lips from mine.

Chuckling into our kiss, I rid myself of my belt, unbutton my jeans and shove them and my boxers to the floor. I break my lips free long enough to get her shirt up over her head, bra unclasped and then attack her mouth again as she unzips her jeans and pushes them down. Her generous breasts press against me, her tight nipples poking my lower chest. Ripping my lips from hers, I grip hold of her shoulders and push her back. I want to get a look at what my girl has been hiding under all those ill-fitting librarian clothes.

“Holy shit, babe.”

She’s fucking breathtaking. Standing on the white tile, steam swirling around us, stands my Retta. My Remy. My dream girl. Her skin is flawless, so pale and smooth. The thought of mybrown hands on her, my cock gliding through her pink pussy, has my dick leaking. Her breasts are a thing of absolute beauty. Perfect teardrop shape topped with candy pink nipples that just beg for my hands and my mouth. Her soft belly leads down to a thatch of blonde hair nestled between her thick thighs, waiting to have my face between them. Remy is a fucking goddess, and it’s my job to worship her for the rest of our lives.

My eyes take her in from top to bottom and then back up again. That’s when I notice my girl is squirming under my gaze and praise, her thighs rubbing together as she takes in my body hungrily. Her hand reaches toward me before pulling back.

“I’m yours sweetness. I belong to you. Yours to touch, yours to do with what you please.”

Her eyes flick up to mine before settling back on my cock. Her little pink tongue pokes out of her mouth and her brows furrow as her hand wraps around my steel, so gently that if I wasn’t watching her intently, I’m sure I wouldn’t feel her touch.

Remembering that my girl doesn’t have any experience at this, I wrap my large hand around hers, showing her how I like to be touched. When it’s my turn to touch her, I’ll ask her to show me how she likes it. This is about communication and feeling good and learning each other’s bodies.

Retta is such a quick learner that after a few strokes she takes over, pumping my cock like a pro, pulling a groan out of me. All the anxiety I had about my cameras and my brothers safety has left my body and my head falls back on my shoulders as I pump my hips slightly. Hot wetness touches the head of my cock, causing my eyes to fly open. Looking down, Remy has that pink tongue on me, tasting me. I angle my hips away and smirk as she pouts up at me.

“Baby, I want nothing more than to see those gorgeous lips wrapped around my cock, but I’m in charge and I want to take care of my girl. Will you let me do that?”

Remy’s eyes narrow at me for a moment before she nods. Then I take her by the hand, lead her into the warm water, letting it beat down on us as I soap up my hands and run them over my girl, feeling every inch of her.

“That feels so good. Don’t stop, please,” she gasps as I tweak her nipples lightly before letting my slick hands drift away, moving down to cup her ass, pulling her cheeks apart before letting them go and doing it again because I can.

My hands drift between her thighs, gently caressing her folds, drifting away to massage her inner thighs and then going back for more. Sucking on a spot below her ear, I draw a moan out of her as I let one of my thick fingers sink into her tight little hole, pulling out to spread her moisture around her lower lips, and then sinking back in again. I know my girl is untouched, and as much as I would like to sink balls deep and fuck her until I’m imprinted in her little pussy, I know I need to be gentle with her.

“Mags, Wire, whatever, I need you. I need more, please!” Her begging gets more desperate until she’s gasping at me, and I can barely think straight other than to stop the water, wrap a towel around her and carry her into my room.

Dumping her on the bed, she throws her head back and laughs, all the while looking at me through hooded lids, her blue eyes dark with lust. My Retta is bold and brave and yet even in this wanton state the Remy I know still looks back at me, a shy blush covering her cheeks even as her legs are parted wide, with her pink lower lips spread and her swollen clit on display. I have no idea how the fuck I got to be this lucky, but I’m not looking a gift horse in the mouth. Or the pussy.

Starting from what look to be her bumble bee inspired toes, I trail kisses up her toned, pale legs, her little gasps spurring me on, until I get to her pussy and show it no love by skipping straight past and kissing down the other leg. I know that she’s noticed I did that on purpose because her head lifts off the bedand she has a small frown, which disappears as soon as I lean forward and suck her clit into my mouth. Gently working her nub with my tongue, I pull back enough to run my tongue down to her tight hole, circling where my cock will be soon, lapping up her cream as she writhes beneath me.

“Please Wire, I’m close, please, I need you!”

Cupping her pussy, the heat of her has my cock leaking like a faucet. I ease my thick finger into her, testing to make sure she’s ready for me. I’m not a cocky son of a bitch who brags about how big his dick is, but she’s never done this before and I really don’t want to fucking hurt her. I want this to be the best experience of her life.

Moving between her spread thighs, the weight of my pelvis against hers has her eyes flying open, holding my gaze.

“Rem, I haven’t been with a woman in a long time. I’ve been tested, I can show you on my phone, if you like. I just, I want to feel you with nothing in between us.”

“I-I’m on the pill. I trust you.”

A blush covers her chest, building until it’s all over her beautiful cheeks. She’s smiling up at me in wonder, I think. Until I sense amusement and her lips curl up, before a snort escapes and she starts to giggle.

“Um, babe, what’s so funny?”

A wheeze escapes her, “I don’t know. I’ve pictured this before and I really want to come and then I look up and it’s, it’syouand you’re all just there with your big dick,” she whispers this part for some reason, “and then I got all nervous.” She looks up at me through her lashes and I can’t help but chuckle at how fucking cute she is.

“Nervous giggles?”

She nods, then blows out a breath. “OK, I’m ready now. Enter me, St Margarita,”

Staring down at her smiling face, I watch as she purses her lips; the corners curving up. I know that she’s fighting nervous giggles and I don’t want to make her feel self conscious or embarrassed. I know from our messages that when this happens she can’t control it, so I choose to ignore it and notch my cock at her entrance, hoping that will distract her.