Rix wasn’t like any man she’d ever met before.
“More of that later. I know what I want right now.” In quick moves, he had her spun around, legs wide, and he placed his hands on the inside of her thighs, keeping her in place. “Look at that pretty pussy.”
She glanced down her body as he skimmed his fingers across her heated flesh. She was so aroused and she didn’t think it was possible to be this close to an orgasm.
She hadn’t touched herself last night. She’d been too worried about him, but right now, she was regretting that.
Only a few touches of his hand and she was ready to come.
“How many men have eaten this pussy?” he asked.
“What?”
“Do I need to keep repeating myself?” He spread the lips, his finger circling her clit.
She cried out. “No one.”
“What?” he asked.
“No one has, er, you know.” Her cheeks couldn’t get any hotter, could they?
“Eaten this pretty cunt?”
She shook her head.
“Now that is such a shame. I’m going to have to rectify that.”
Anna-Beth was about to ask him what he meant but there was really no need to as his lips did all the talking. His mouth moved between her thighs and she looked down. He held her lips open and his tongue danced across her clit, circling the tight bud. The pleasure was instant and intense, heightening her need for more.
Down he moved, going to her entrance. He pressed his tongue inside her, and she arched up. His fingers replaced his tongue, continuing his teasing between each. He fingered her pussy as he licked her clit, or stroked her nub as he fucked her pussy. She was so close.
There was no time to pace herself. No one had ever made her feel like this.
The pleasure.
The heat.
The joy.
She came with his name on her lips, screaming, and Rix kept her there at the peak. She shook from the power of it. Eyes closed, crying out, unable to control her body until he finally paused, letting her catch her breath, but there was no time. The sound of his zipper filled the air.
Opening her eyes, she watched him.
He took his cock out. It was long, thick. Ink decorated the base of his cock. His entire body was heavily inked. A bead of pre-cum leaked out of the tip.
He grabbed a condom, tore it open, and slid the latex down his length.
With his cock at her entrance, she stared into his eyes, gasping as inch by inch, he pushed inside her.
He was big. Bigger than she’d ever had before.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” he said. “I knew you would be.”
She lifted up, wrapping her arms around his neck as he fucked her. He hadn’t taken her to the hilt yet, rocking back and forth. Using short, hard thrusts, he took her, making her his. When he did finally take her, he groaned.
“I knew you’d be perfect. Fuck, baby, I hate to say this. I’m not going to last.”
She didn’t get time to ask questions about what he meant as he took hold of her and started to fuck her hard. The table rocked beneath their weight and he cursed, suddenly lifting her up and resting her against the corner of the wall.
Rix was so strong as he started to fuck her.
Any protest left her as he blew her mind, the pleasure of his cock filling her.
“Fuck, yeah, fuck!” He filled her one last time and she felt him come, the pulsing of his cock as he filled the condom.
She’d never been with a man who’d come so fast.
“I know that was disappointing, but that’s fine.” He pulled out of her and let her steady herself before he let her go. “It has been a long time, but get your ass up to my bedroom.”
“What?”
“You think I’m going to let you leave or call that a day? Not a chance. The first time was going to be fast, but the next time, you better be ready. I’m coming for seconds.”
She went to get her jeans, but he stopped her.
“No, I want you naked.”
This had never happened to her before. She stepped over the debris of the party and glanced back. Rix leaned against the wall, removing the condom.
Rather than leave, seeing as she was naked, she went up to his bedroom. There were messes everywhere apart from his room.
After going inside, she sat on the bed and waited.
She didn’t know what she expected, but seconds later, Rix stood in the doorway, another condom on his dick.
“Spread your legs. I want to see your pretty pussy.”
Go with it. Don’t think.
She opened her legs, watching him.
“Touch yourself.”
Sliding a hand between her thighs, she waited for further instruction. This had never happened to her. She was being reckless. She didn’t stop touching her clit. Sliding her fingers up and down her lips, teasing herself. She’d already come and she didn’t think it was possible to have a second one so soon.
“Move up the bed.”
She did as he asked.
He knelt on the bed, moving up between her thighs. “Touch my dick.”
Anna-Beth stopped stroking her pussy to wrap her fingers around his length.
He started to touch her.
“Watch me,” he said.
She glanced down to see him stroking her. His thumb touching her clit, rocking back and forth, around then down. He worked her body, and she closed her eyes. He stopped, tutting, making her keep her gaze on him.
His thumb moved down her slit to her entrance and he pushed inside. In and out, he moved. All the time, she worked his cock, which was once again rock-hard.
He changed his thumb for his fingers. Two of them moved in and out of her. Finally, he added a third, and she whimpered at the tightness.
“You’re going to have to get used to me fucking you, Anna-Beth. I’m only going to have you serve my dick, and I’ve got a big appetite for fucking.” He suddenly let her go and he sat beside her. “Climb on.”
This was taking her out of her comfort zone but rather than deny him, she followed his lead. She straddled his waist and he lifted her up, holding his cock, and she slowly moved over him.
She gasped, crying out at just how big he was. He held her there, taking both of her hips into his hands and slamming her down on the length. Gripping his shoulders, she marveled at how good he felt.
There was pain as well as pleasure. It was heady.
She didn’t want to stop.
“You have no idea how fucking amazing you look right now.” He curved his hands around to her ass, holding on to her. “Now, I want you to take my cock. Fuck yourself with it.”
Using his shoulders for leverage and his help to guide her, she worked up and down his length, taking him deeper. It was odd at first.
Slowly, she found a pace that worked for her. Each bounce at the hilt took him a little deeper. When she got used to taking what she wanted, he let go of her hips, but he wasn’t done touching her. He fingered her clit.
“You’re going to come all over my cock and then I’m going to find my release, Anna-Beth. Reward me. Come for me.”
She cried out.
There was no way she could come so soon. She had to tell him, but she couldn’t. His fingers dancing between her slit, finding her clit, teasing her, it felt so good. She didn’t want him to stop.
The pleasure came to her hard and fast and as she came, she screamed hard.
“Yes, fuck, baby, that’s it. Take me. Use me.”