This is exactly where I want to be. For days I’ve wondered if I was going to get anything more from Wes than fun dates and conversation. It’s been making me crazy. The longing I have for him is totally unexpected. But I want him. And he’s finally giving me what I’ve been craving.

I watch as he sucks me off his fingers, ridiculously turned on by what he’s doing. Holy hell, that’s hot. But I miss the feeling of him inside me, and I squirm, wanting more. “Please, Wes.” I don’t even care that I’m begging. “More.”

That sexy smirk crosses his face, and he leans in, kissing me hungrily as he removes my bra, leaving me completely exposed to him. I swallow the nerves, letting the anticipation take over as he removes the last of his clothing, baring himself to me too.

I suck in a breath, both excited and nervous about how big he is. Is that thing even going to fit? I don’t know how, but I’m willing to find out.

My hips buck toward him, my body instinctively knowing what I need.

But he shakes his head. “Not yet.”

I sit up in frustration, and he laughs again. “Lie down, baby. Didn’t I tell you I was going to fuck you with my mouth.”

My pussy clenches again at his words, and I can feel myself get wetter. Who knew that such a filthy mouth was so hot? I could listen to him talk to me like that all day.

I lay back like he said, gripping the sheets in my fists as he spreads me wide. Then he dives in, seeming to enjoy what he’s doing as much as I enjoy him doing it. So, so good. The sensations rolling through my body feel like a buzzing energy, building to a burn that threatens to set my whole body on fire. He drags his tongue all over my pussy, sucking my clit, thrusting his tongue into my folds. And when he clamps down over me, licking me with abandon, all that energy explodes like a hundred bolts of lightning, bright light and colors flashing behind my eyelids as wave after wave of pleasure ravages my body.

I can’t breathe. I’m liquid. Boneless. Suspended in a state of ecstasy. This is what I’ve been missing out on?

“Yeah?” Wes says. Apparently, it’s written all over my face.

“Oh yeah. Can we just do this forever? I need to make up for lost time.”

That rumbling laugh tickles my clit, and another aftershock quakes my body. “Sounds good to me. I could eat your pussy forever, baby. Tastes so good.”

Damn.

I’m starting to think that auction was the best thing that ever happened to me.

“But right now,” he continues, “I’m going to make good on my promise and make you cum on my cock.”

I swallow, nerves reappearing, even though this is exactly what I want.

“I’ll go as slow as you need me to,” he assures me.

I nod, watching as he rolls on a condom and settles himself between my legs, bracing himself on his palms on either side of my head. Wes locks his eyes on mine, positioning his huge cock at my entrance.

I swallow, my breath coming in desperate pants as he pushes the wide head of his thick cock into my virgin pussy.

“You okay?” he asks, watching me.

I nod again. Inch by tortuously slow inch, he presses into me, stopping when he feels any resistance, letting me adjust to his size before he pushes any further. Finally, he’s all the way in, filling me to the max, stretching me in a way that is a combination of searing pain and unbelievably exquisite pleasure. Taking up every bit of space inside of me. Filling me with him.

And he stays there, waiting. A rush of need takes over my body, and my pussy clamps down on his hard cock, needing the friction.

Wes groans. It must feel good to him. I clench over him again, loving how it feels to have him inside me. Then he begins to move. Thrusting inside me over and over and over. My body responds, instinct taking over, and I meet his every thrust, desperate to get more, to get closer, to feel him stroke me in the best possible way.

Placing his hands under my hips, he tilts me up until he’s hitting me at just the right angle. And it’s fucking perfect. In the next second, I’m doing exactly what he said I would. I’m coming all over his cock. Drenching him. Squeezing him. Milking him.

He lets out a fierce growl as he gives into his own pleasure, his cock swelling and pulsing inside me so hard that it sends me right into another spiral of ecstasy.

When I finally float back down to Earth, he takes me and wraps me in his arms, so gently, pressing a kiss to the top of my head. “Perfect,” he whispers.

It was. It couldn’t have been more perfect. Nothing at all like jumping into a pool of freezing water. It was more like sliding into a hot spring.

If that was just the first time? I can’t even imagine what’s ahead.

As if he knows what I’m thinking, he rolls me toward him, cupping my face. “And it only gets better from here.” He kisses me softly, and know I can’t wait to find out.