Flint

I REACH DOWN AND PALM myself one last time through my jeans before gliding the zipper down and relieving myself of the constriction.

Her legs are open wide, and my eyes don’t leave that shimmering pink gash that owns me already, not for a second. Her scent on her panties is imprinted onto my primal brain, and my mouth is watering in anticipation.

“Don’t move,” I order, needing her to follow my commands.

Never has that mattered to me. It’s been years, but I’m a completely different man with Wren. Nothing that has happened before with anyone else even feels like what is happening right now. This is all new. In my heart, my mind, my body, and my fucking soul.

I kick my jeans and boxers off, lean down to free myself from my socks, and my cock aches and throbs. The head is engorged and painful. Cum drips from the tip, eager to find its way into her womb.

That’s another thing; I must feel her. Skin-to-skin. It’s more than an obsession. Nothing will do except being raw and inside her.

“Do I get that kiss now?” Wren’s cheeks flush pink, her eyes full of lust, still flickering with playfulness.

I climb over her, the size of my body compared to hers clearer than ever. My cock brushes along her flesh as I settle myself, braced over her. Nose to nose. Her breath sweet and warm coming from parted lips.

“You are going to get everything you want, my sweet girl. Probably things you didn’t even know you wanted.”

I hear her swallow before I attack her mouth. My lips are wide, taking no prisoners as my tongue enters her mouth, solid and full. She returns the same, our frenzy building as our lips move back and forth. Her tits brush against my chest, and her thighs close around my hips.

I want inside her more than my next breath, but even more, I want to explore her with my mouth. To feel that luscious slick skin with my lips and my tongue.

She opens her mouth wider into our kiss as our passion grows. Every muscle in my body tenses, my balls tight and ready to come without even a touch. A new level of possession drenches me. Nothing and no one will ever touch her again. She belongs to me now, and I belong to her.

Finally breaking our kiss, I stare into those moon eyes and wonder who I was before this moment.

I shift my weight down, crouching back on my knees until my face hovers over her tits. There is no pain from the scratch on my leg. Even if that had been a gash down to the bone, I still don’t think I’d feel any pain, and I sure as shit wouldn’t stop even if I were in agony.

“Bring your hands down here. One on each tit, Wren. Feed them to me.”

A sweet moan escapes her as her hands obey, coming down and lifting first her right nipple to brush at my lips. I open and draw her nearly to the back of my throat with the fever of desire. My tongue plays with the hardened nub as I feel her body shift. She arches into my mouth as I move to the other side, doing the same, biting harder this time, listening to her sweet chirps and halted groans.

“God, please,” she mutters as I look up to see the tension on her face. She’s more beautiful than ever. The look she gives me tells me she wants it all, and that alone makes me feel like a fucking king.

Right now, in this moment, I know she will always be with me. Nothing will separate us again.

I lift enough to slip down and scoop my hands under her ass. I move us both, pulling her hips high and shifting us on the bed to give me room for what’s coming next.

When I get her head up on the pillows, I’m practically drooling, ready to get my mouth on her.

I take one of her tits in each hand as I shift downward, kissing and licking and biting the soft flesh of her belly as I go.

Her legs are tight against my sides, her discomfort still showing in her body language. And it’s fucking cute, but I need her to be wild for me. I need her to be open, owning the lust that’s driving me like nothing I’ve known before for anyone.

“Legs open,” I grunt just below her belly button. I rest my chin there, staring upward until I feel her legs loosen. Her lips are puffy and pink from the furious kissing, the rasp of my beard.

My heart is ready to splatter all over the insides of my ribs, but I have to stay focused.

“I’ve never had a mouth on me.” Her soft words stick into me like daggers. “That one time I was with someone, it was just...you know. Quick. Done. But I’ve never...done anything else. Not really. Even when you sucked my nipples...never. No one. I’m not sure even what to do. I mean, I want to, don’t get me wrong. I just don’t want to do something wrong or that you don’t like and then ruin it all. I want you so much right now, I can barely breathe. I want to feel you. I want to touch you. You’re huge. It’s so hard, and I want to know everything about how to please you.”

The truth in her words nearly breaks me. I want to fuck her right into the goddamn bed right now.

“You are killing me. Do you know that? You talk to me like that...” I kiss her inner thigh. The scent of her wetness makes it hard to speak. Hard to think. “Nothing you do could ruin this. Ruin us. You just be you, because that’s the girl who has me wrapped around her finger. I’m going to eat you now, Chirp. I want you to relax, to open your legs, to feel everything my mouth is about to do. Then it will be my fingers, then it will be my cock. When you come, you will make me the happiest man in the fucking world. Come hard, I want to swallow it all.”

I slide down, taking a long look at her pussy. Slick liquid covers the magnificent folds. Her outer lips even glisten with her dew. Knowing her body is responding to me like this before I even touch her is magical.

“My tongue is going to fuck you first. But it’s going to be my dick that reminds you I’ve been here for the next week.”

The sound of a sweet gasp is the last thing I hear before I plunge into the softness and scent of her.

Her flavor bursts over my tongue, and my mind goes blank, eyes closing tight as the impact of her hits me. It is like two souls meeting, knowing they’ve finally found their other half. Her taste is part of me. A missing part I didn’t understand before right now.

I bring my lips up to circle her swollen clit as her hips buck upward, and her hands come to dig into the sides of my head, tearing at my hair. I eat her until her body stills for a moment, every muscle tight, and at that moment, I nip at her clit.

Spinning my tongue wildly around it, sucking and praying she will fill my mouth with her release.

My prayers are answered, and noises fill the room as her hips thrash wildly against my face. My hands clamp down around her hips, securing her against me as she floods my mouth. I suck and swallow as she moans, and her hands fly outward, tearing at the soft multicolored quilts beneath us.

I push on, even as her body twists and lifts. She rides my face as I fight off my own orgasm from the thrill of giving her this pleasure. She deserves this all the time. From me.

Wren pushes my face away, and I give. Knowing how sensitive she is, but also knowing I need to be inside her. She’s soft and primed, soaked and ready, and I can barely breathe with the manic desire clutching at me.

I work up her body, listening as she gasps for air. When we are face-to-face, I capture her in a kiss that leaves no doubt what is coming next.

After a moment, when her body softens under me and her breathing slows, I pull back.

“Baby. Thank you. What you just gave me was such a fucking gift. Coming in my mouth like that...damn. I nearly came right along with you.”

Her lips curve upward, her eyes half-lidded, and the lust still trapped there. I feel her hips move under me as my cock dances at her hip, eager and ready to bring us together.

Visions of taking her in every way imaginable flash through my depraved mind. I check those thoughts. I have to. Otherwise, I’m coming for sure.

“Reach down,” I order, looking into her eyes as they light and spark at my words. “You said you wanted to touch me. So reach down, feel what you do to me. Then you are putting me inside you, Wren. I want you to bring us together.”

I kiss her temple and hold my breath as her hand moves downward.

Her husky breaths warm the side of my face as I work my kisses down to her neck. Taking one hand and tangling into the side of her hair, I pull her head, exposing the flesh of her neck and begin biting and licking.

“Ah! Fuck yes!” I grunt out, unable to control the words as her hand circles my shaft and she squeezes.

“God, it’s so soft and so hard.” Her soft palm runs over the tip, spreading the pre-cum and exploring the blood-filled head. Her touch draws my balls hard against my body, and I pull back from her neck to bite the inside of my cheek to gather some control.

“You like it?” I breathe, bringing my face back up to look into hers.

What I see there answers me. Her lips are open, her eyes wide with wonder as her hand begins to stroke me up and down, tighter and tighter until stars dance in my eyes.

“I like.” She smiles with a wicked grin. “Am I doing it right? You don’t look happy.” Her brow pulls together, and I need to set her straight fast.

“You are fucking doing it perfect. But I’m about to come in your hand, baby, and I don’t want that. I feel like I’m going to fucking die if I don’t get inside you.”

With that, she shifts under us, her hand directing the tip to the soaking heat between her legs. The brush of that first touch assaults me with animal desire, and I hope like hell I don’t hurt her.

“Me too. And I don’t want us to die.” Her smile is gone, and her hand comes up to my cheek. “I’ve never wanted like this before.”

My voice fails me as her words hit home. She’s so small under me, and I want to possess every part of her. My focus intensifies as the throbbing between my legs becomes painful.

“Me either.” The words come out of my throat like sandpaper as I press into her.

Her mouth opens, and her head pushes back into the pillow. I bring my other hand to the side of her head, holding her so she is forced to look at me. I want us together right now.

“Baby, it’s going to hurt,” I caution when I feel the wild tightness of her opening. I’m barely inside with the tip of my monster dick, and already, the resistance is there. She’s tiny, and I may not be her first, but it feels like it to me.

“I don’t care. Please, I can’t wait anymore.” Her hips push upward, gobbling up another inch as her soaking cunt eases the way.

I meet her upward motion with my own, driving the tip inside her as her body opens. The heat and softness have me seeing stars, and she gasps as her hand pulls at my beard.

“Do you know, every time I’ve laid eyes on you, I’ve thought of this. This connection. I’ve wanted to taste you, touch you, fuck you. It’s made me half crazy. Not knowing if I would ever have you.”

“I’m right here. You have me.” She winces as I push into her.

“I’m taking you, Wren. This means something to me. More than you know.” I kiss her forehead, the strain of holding back nearly bursting blood vessels in my brain. “Hold on to me, baby. It’s going to hurt, but I promise I will always make you feel good. Always. Spread your legs more. I can’t wait another fucking second.”

I tense as I feel her legs press open wider, and my mouth is on hers in an instant. I use brute force to enter her nearly to the base of my raging cock in one hard stroke.

Her scream enters our kiss, and I hold her tight and still. My tongue tries to soothe her in a wild kiss before I pull my hips back and push into her again.

The walls of her cunt are like silk petals. Dancing and clinging to my shaft. Wetness flows down the base and to my balls, easing the quickening strokes as I fuck into her with all the pent-up lust she’s stirred in me for months.

I break our kiss, watching as her eyes roll around. Unfocused. No longer seeing reality.

Her hands move down my back, her nails marking their descent. She’s scoring my flesh, and I love the pain. She’s marking me as I’m marking her.

“Goddamn, you feel so fucking good,” I hiss, barely able to form the words.

I slam my hips forward, driving into her until my balls are resting against her ass, and she screams and trembles.

Pausing, I give her body a chance to catch up. She’s soft, wet, and ready, but I know I’m no starter-sized dick, and I will never hurt her. Never. I give her this moment of stillness.

Inside her, I feel her heartbeat on my cock. It’s thumping as her body tightens and releases around me.

“Move,” she whispers into the air. Her eyes are still wandering, but her hands at the small of my back pull at me.

That’s all it takes. We move into each other like animals. Finding our rhythm, her first orgasm rips through her, drenching the bedding beneath us and pushing me to the edge.

“I’m not pulling out. Never will I pull out of you, Wren. My cum belongs in this cunt, you know that, don’t you?”

I watch her nod as the orgasm calms.

“Come inside me.” Those three words are my undoing. Fuck yes, I know she’s on the pill, but I don’t care. I’ve never felt this urge before to fill a woman with my seed like I do Wren. We will work out the logistics later, but I’m skin-to-skin with her, and her body is going to take everything I give.

Three more strokes and I explode. My vision blackens, and a roar comes from somewhere in my soul, screaming her name as the rush of my release sprays out of me.

My body jerks time and again, and with each release, my heart belongs to her more and more. Like my cum is a chain, binding me to her.

She lifts her ass off the bed, grinding into me as I fill her. Her hands clutch around my back as she clings to me in such a beautiful way I swear I’m as close to fucking tears as I ever have been.

My orgasm goes on and on. I don’t know how long, my mind is somewhere else, somewhere beautiful and unreal. But nature never intended for an orgasm to last so long. I can’t see; I can’t breathe or move. Every part of me is focused on giving her everything I can in this moment.

On the last of my ejaculation, my muscles finally give, and I grind myself against her in swirling motions. I can feel the dripping of our soaking sex streaming out of her.

“Come for me one more time.”

I kiss her and stroke in and out, round and round, until she’s moaning and pushing against me in her own pleasure.

I come again with her, both of us covered in sweat and shaking. Her cunt clasps around my meat, nearly breaking me in half, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. Her body milks every last drop of cum from my balls as our tongues lash and toil in a kiss I wish would never end.

When we finally fall still, I reluctantly break our kiss. Both of us heave our breaths against each other as I hold myself deep, feeling her cervix against the tip of my cock.

The electricity between us nearly sizzles wherever we touch. I move my hands to her face, tracing lightly over her cheeks, her nose, her eyes. Then finally her lips, as her tongue darts out to lick each fingertip as it passes.

“Baby.”

“Yes?” Her eyes finally focus on me.

“You know what just happened?”

“What?”

“Truth, I can’t ever tell you everything that just happened because, fuck, I don’t completely understand it myself. But I can tell you this. You are mine. All this, all of you. Mine.”