I pull out and flip her over. Annabelle moans a deep, guttural moan of pleasure as I get her up on her knees with her face buried in my sheets. I stroke my throbbing hard cock and line up with her swollen, freshly fucked pussy. I keep one hand on her ass as I sink the head into her pretty pussy and plunge all the way inside with one thrust. I growl loudly, and my hand grabs up a handful of her hair. I tug it, and Annabelle begins to moan unlike anything I’ve heard from her yet. I groan to myself as I feel her pussy clenching tight around my cock; oh, she likes it like that. She likes it dirty—from behind, one hand gripping her ass and the other pulling her hair.
The tenderness I had before with taking her virginity is gone, and I start to fuck her like a bad girl. I tug on her hair hard, making her scream in pleasure as my hips slam against her ass. My big dick plunges into her tight pussy again and again, and I can feel her cream leaking all over me until we’re both glistening with it. My muscles clench as I fuck her hard. Now, I’m like a beast, and I’ll stop at nothing until I fill her with my seed.
My hips slam against her ass, and her little body wriggles on my fat cock. My thumb slides down the center of her cheeks until I find her little hole, and I push inside. She moans a guttural cry of pleasure as I fill her asshole with my thumb, and I can feel her pussy get even fucking tighter around my cock. I pull her hair again, pulling her up until she’s gripping the headboard with her hands as she thrusts her ass back to meet me. I ride that ass hard, fucking her with wild abandon until I feel her start to tighten even more. She squeals in pleasure as she comes again for me. Her pussy floods my cock and balls with her cream, and as she moans my name, I lose control.
I roar her name and push my cock as deep as I can as I start to come. Hot ropes of my release fill her little pussy, making a fucking mess of her as it drips down her legs. I stay right there inside of her, my cock pulsing and pumping cum into her tight little body as I hold her in place.
I was lost the second I saw her. But now, it’s hopelessly so.
9
Annabelle
I wake up with a startling feeling. For a minute, I freak out not knowing where the hell I am, but it quickly comes back to me. And when it does, I start to smile widely. I sink into the cozy sheets and blankets surrounding me as everything from the night before begins to filter back into my sleepy brain. I feel a soreness between my legs but knowing why I’m feeling that way makes it worth it.
I know plenty of girls who always imagined how their first time would be. But most of those girls actually ended up losing their virginity in backseats and in spare bedrooms at parties to totally lame guys, and all had a pretty terrible time. I never did imagine how I’d lose mine, but I know now there’s no way I could top last night. Maybe it’s that Rowan is so gorgeous, and so much older, and maybe even a little dangerous with the tattoos and the darkness in his eyes. After all, when you boil it down, he’s really just a stranger to me.
I tremble as I think about the way he touched me and made me scream in pleasure. I effectively lost my virginity to a stranger last night, but I know it wasn’t anything like the girls I know who lost it at parties to frat boys or rich assholes. But even if I don’t really know Rowan, I know last night was a far, far cry from the bad times those girls had with losing their v-cards to one-night stands. Even besides the fact that my first-time having sex felt amazing, I know there’s something deeper with Rowan.
I simmer in my morning after glow before I start to wake a little more and realize I’m alone. I turn quickly and frown when I see the big king-sized bed is empty besides me. My face falls, and I sit up with a worried feeling in my stomach. But suddenly, the bedroom door opens, and Rowan walks in. My face lights up when I see him, and when my eyes drop to the two steaming mugs he’s holding, I groan.
“Is that coffee?”
“Hell yeah,” he says with a quiet laugh. He’s just in jeans, and I blush as my eyes sweep over the hard, tattooed muscles of his torso rippling as he walks over to the bed. “Sorry. Didn’t want you to wake up alone.”
“It’s okay,” I whisper. I know I’m blushing like a schoolgirl, and I feel like a total geek until he leans in and kisses me deeply.
“I’m usually up pretty early,” he shrugs. “Blame the Marines I guess.”
“You were a Marine?”
“Well, you’re always a Marine,” he says with a grin. “But yeah. Five tours across Afghanistan and Iraq.” My hand finds his, and our fingers lace. He hands me the coffee, and I take it with my free hand, bringing it to my lips and sighing happily as the scent hits my nose.
“That must have been really hard,” I squeeze his hand, but he just shrugs.
“War is hell, but I had some good guys who had my back. Actually, two of them live local. Carter does private security now, and Joaquin actually works for me at the shop.”
“Must help to have people who understand what it was like over there nearby.” Rowan smiles curiously at me and shakes his head, and I smile back. “What?”
“Nothing,” he chuckles. “You’re just… you’re older inside than you let on.”
I grin as the heat flushes my face. “I guess I’m just full of surprises.”
“Good,” he growls. “I’m going to enjoy figuring them all out.”
“You’ve got a good start.” I look into his eyes, feeling the heat spread through me. “About last night…” I feel my face burn, like I’m still a blushing schoolgirl and not a woman now, thanks to him. Rowan suddenly looks concerned.
“Fuck, Anna, I shouldn’t have—”
He stops short when I take one of his hands in both of mine. I slowly shake my head. “Last night was the most amazing thing ever. What I was going to say is thank you for…” I shake my head again. “For making it perfect.”
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
Okay, now I’m seriously blushing. “I’m a little sore today.” He frowns, but I stop him by leaning in and kissing him softly. “But in a very, very good way. I mean it. That was perfect. I’ve never…” My cheeks burn hot. “I’ve never come like that before. I think you just set the bar pretty high.”
Rowan laughs. “Good. I enjoy outdoing myself.” I smile broadly as he kisses me again. “I need to head into the shop just for a few hours today. You can stay here. In fact, I’m insisting you stay here after what happened with those assholes last night.” He scowls. “You said it had to do with your father?”
“Sort of. They said they wanted to send him a message about his stance on crime.”
Rowan’s scowl deepens and he bares his teeth. “Fucking cowards. You’re staying here until I get back.”
It’s a little bossy, but I also kind of like it. It’s demanding, but I can feel that it’s coming from a good place. One where he wants to protect me and keep me safe.
“Don’t supposed you know how to use a gun, do you?”
I shake my head. “You suppose right.”
He frowns. “Fuck it, I’m closing the shop today.”
“No, you’ve got a business to run.” I squeeze his hand. “I’ll be fine here, really. I mean you live out in the middle of nowhere, and I don’t even have my phone anymore, in case it was bugged or whatever. Rowan, I’ll be fine.”