Page 13 of Riding Mr. Right
He clears his throat and a raspy growl echoes close to my ear as though he’s struggling with the reality of his thoughts.
“What is it? Just tell me.”
He growls again, sliding his opposite hand over my thigh. God, I love how rough his hands are.
“What?” I croak, desperate for him to speak.
“The thought of being the first to slide into your tight little pussy,” he groans. “I, ugh… yeah.”
I hadn’t been saving myself because of any virtuous reason. I’m a virgin because the opportunity to have sex hadn’t presented itself yet. That said, knowing that I’m giving myself to someone who appreciates it is comforting and more ceremonious than I’d expected.
“That’s good, right?”
He groans. “Is it? I feel like a fucking asshole. You’re so young, Jewel. I’m almost Arnie’s age. You deserve someone who can—”
“I want you.” My hand lands in his beard and my fingers twist between the strands of salt and pepper. “Please! I want you to take me.”
“Are you sure you’re ready for that? If I take you, you’re mine. Tonight and always. I’m not letting you go for someone else to touch.”
Knowing my life’s purpose after one day is insane. More than insane, it might be criminal in some states, and Lord knows that my mother would roll straight over in her grave if she could see me messing around without a well-defined plan. Yet here, in this moment, with all the choices in the world, I only want Brick.
I stand from the bed and tuck between his legs, sliding my dress down slowly. “I want you to have all of me. Don’t take it easy on me, Brick. If you want me to stay… give it to me right.” The dress falls to the floor and Brick growls, wrapping my naked body in his arms as he untangles his belt with his free hand.
I’m not sure I’ve ever been more desperate. My clit is aching, my hands are trembling, and my skin is on fire.
Brick’s hands glide over the top of me, pressing me back against the wall as he lowers to his knees and takes me into his mouth. Slow and steady, he thrusts his tongue into my mound, groaning as he tastes my juices. Over and over, he works my clit, sucking, nibbling, circling. One hand is placed on my ass, the other thrusting into my pussy as he licks with greedy need.
I’m slippery, hot, and the bud of my clit is throbbing so hard that I’m sure with one more lick I’ll lose everything I have.
“Those pretty eyes are watching me,” he groans. “What does my bunny want?”
“Your cock! I want your cock so bad! Please!”
“Good girl,” he groans. “Why don’t you get on your knees and show me what you can do with it.”
He unzips his jeans and pushes them to the floor, displaying his giant cock for the taking. Now, I know I’m a virgin and all, so the dicks I have to compare his to are only pornographic, but I’m not even sure I’ve seen a dick this big on the internet.
This should make me excited, right?
Instead, a rush of anxiety washes over me as I stare wide eyed at the monster between his legs.
“Oh my god. How am I ever going to get this inside of me?” My tone squeaks when I speak. I shouldn’t have said that out loud. I should’ve played it cool, acted like maybe, just maybe, I wasn’t a complete novice.
What’s the point? He already knows I am.
“Take me in, bunny. Nice and slow. I want your hot mouth all over me.”
I lick the tip of his cock, enjoying a little squirm and jump from him, before sliding it in as deep as I can, gagging immediately.
His hand lands on the back of my head and he holds me in place, pumping my head back and forth on his cock as I lick and suck for my own pleasure.
I have no idea what I’m doing. My tongue seems to be going everywhere and my mouth feels too wet, but he seems to be enjoying himself.
Brick growls and moans through gritted teeth. “Good fucking girl. That’s right, suck my cock. Slurp it up, just like that.”
All the dirty talk has me so on edge that when he finally lifts me from the ground, the mere shift of my thighs against each other nearly has me coming.
“You’re a little fucking goddess. You know that? My sweet little bunny.” His baritone is rough in my ear. “I want that pretty little ass up on the bed. Bend forward for me. Show me that swollen, dripping wet pussy.”