Chapter Five
I don’t like being asked. I’ve thought about it a lot, and asking if I want sex or a cock, it’s a little … embarrassing. What am I supposed to say? Yes, thank you? No, I don’t. Maybe. I’m not really hot right now, let me grab a book, and see if I can get in the mood.
I have no hope of the male species ever being able to give me what I want.
What do I want?
I want a man who won’t constantly ask questions. Talks dirty, arouses me, takes me, fucks me, makes me his. I want a man who’ll give me everything, and know that I want nothing more than to do the same.
Tyler couldn’t believe he’d taken her fucking virginity, but he also didn’t regret it. This changed everything. After he’d read some of her diary, he’d known without a doubt that she’d belong to him. Only now, he knew there was no chance he’d ever let her go.
For a long time, he’d wanted Eliza. Between proving himself to his parents and building a future, he’d not taken the time to claim her. She always seemed untouchable, always with her head in a book and never actually looking out.
Her diary had shown him a side of herself that dating never would have. The diary had given him a key to her desires, her wishes, and he intended to use it to get what he wanted. Not only did he want her in his bed, he always wanted his ring on her finger, and his child inside her.
The future he’d been building toward. Each time he saw her in town, a book in her hand, staring at the floor, it had driven him to work just a little harder.
Soon she’d be his.
Pulling his fingers from her sweet pussy, he saw there was some blood mixed in with her arousal. He kissed her shoulder, and washed his hands in the sink before stepping back up to her.
Taking her hand, he led her upstairs to the main bedroom, their room.
“You really have a skill with your hands,” she said, her fingers stroking the banister, before they made it into his room.
“I’ll take that as a compliment.”
“You should.”
He cupped her face, and slammed his lips down on hers, moving her back toward the bed. When she sat on the edge, he broke the kiss, stepping away.
Pulling his shirt over his head, he made quick work of his clothes, tossing them onto the pile.
Her gaze ran down the length of him, and he liked that appreciation in her eyes. “I’ve always been fascinated by your ink,” she said, her cheeks turning a delightful red as she spoke.
“Have you been watching me, Eliza?” he asked.
“I saw the day you came in with the ink.”
“It was after a long summer break.” He remembered. Some of the girls had fawned all over him, but he’d brushed them aside, not interested in them at all. “I like them.” He flexed his muscles. “Do you think they make me look tough?”
She giggled. “You don’t need to look tough.”
When he pulled his boxer briefs down, his cock sprang free, silencing her.
Wrapping his fingers around the length, he smeared his pre-cum into the tip and down the length.
Tyler watched as she licked her lips. He continued to play with his dick, feeling his balls tighten each time he did it.
His arousal was unlike anything he’d ever felt before, and he knew it was because of this woman sitting on his bed.
She’d been the woman he’d been wanting for some time, and he finally had her. There was no chance he was going to give her up.
“Do you want a taste?” he asked.
Her gaze went from his cock to his face, and he smiled at her. He saw that she did, so he moved in front of her so that his cock was directly in front of her lips. All it would take was her tongue sliding out, to taste him.
“It’s yours, Eliza. Taste me.”
It was like all she needed was his instruction as her tongue peeked out and she flicked it against the tip.
He groaned.
Taking hold of her hand, he wrapped her fingers around the length, showing her exactly how he liked to be touched. “Like this,” he said.
She began to work his shaft, taking his guidance as she did what he wanted.
Tyler was so close to orgasm that he had to count sheep to get his mind back in control. He didn’t want to spill his cum all over her chest, not that that would ever be a bad thing, but he didn’t for a second think she was ready for that.
Soon.
“That feels so fucking good,” he said.
“I want to taste you again.”
Clenching his hands into fists, he waited for her lips, and when they finally touched his cock once again, the pleasure was intense.
He didn’t come, but it was very close.
If he didn’t get her to stop soon, he’d be done for.
After only a few seconds, he pulled out of her mouth, took hold of her face, and ravished her lips. As he kissed her, he moved her backward, and she followed his command, lying against his pillows.
Reaching into his drawer, he retrieved a condom, tearing into the foil packet and sliding it over his raging erection.
He’d never been this aroused before.
Moving between her thighs, he bumped her clit, watching her squirm as he did this. She looked so sexy spread out on his bed. He wanted to spend the rest of his life fucking her, taking her, consuming her, making her his.
He’d do it as well.
Tyler intended to make her as addicted to his touch, as he was to hers.
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Eliza had thought about sex a lot. All the books she read were on the dirty side, and along with reading, she also watched porn online. Yes, she was sex-mad. With it, came a great deal of fantasies, especially about this moment.
Whenever she touched herself, she always imagined Tyler. He was the leading man in all of her dreams and desires.
As he ran the tip of his cock against her slit, she was taken away by the sheer power of her orgasm. There was no way she could think past the never-ending sensations that he evoked.
After all this time, finally at twenty-five years old, she had lost her virginity but also about to be with the man she’d wanted for a long time. There was no doubt that this was going to be the start of something completely new, but she didn’t mind.
The excitement was there.
The possibility of a future.
The promise of tomorrow.
She couldn’t help but tense up as he held onto his cock, placing the tip at her entrance. Slowly, he began to thrust inside her, taking his time, getting her used to the feel of him as inch by inch he filled her pussy.
Biting her lip, she released a whimper as his fingers hadn’t prepared her for the length or width of his cock.
She’d seen a lot of men with large cocks, but never in the flesh, and never inside her either.
He grabbed her hands, pressing them beside her bed, and slammed the last inches inside her, making her arch up, scream his name, and pant for more.
“Oh, fuck, baby, you’re so fucking tight.” He held himself still within her.
The sting was long gone.
The feeling of fullness took her breath away, and she hadn’t been ready for that.
She didn’t complain though.
His cock pulsed, making her ache for more.
Eliza felt wet, incredibly wet, and so good.
She couldn’t just hold still for long, and began to wriggle, needing more.
Suddenly, he pulled out of her, and thrust back in, the force shocking her to stillness once again.
“There’s so much I want to do to you. To show you how good fucking can be.” He slammed inside her, and they both cried out, their pleasurable sounds echoing off the wall. “So tight. So perfect, and all mine.”
She loved it when he said stuff like “mine” and “perfect.”
He fucked her hard, pounding inside her with a depth that took her breath away. Tyler suddenly changed as he reared up.
His cock was deep inside her, but he held onto her hips, staying still.
Tyler released her hip with one of his hands, and he stroked over her pussy, teasing the hair. She licked her lips as he opened her pussy and began to stroke her clit.
His cock was a hard rod inside her. Each time he stroked her nub, her cunt tightened, and they both moaned.
She held onto the sheets beneath her, desperate for more.
Two fingers teased her pussy, flicking her clit, rubbing back and forth before pinching it.
“Your cunt feels so good, Eliza. Come for me. Let me feel everything.”
He continued to tease her clit, and she felt her orgasm beginning to build. After he’d touched her downstairs already bringing her to climax once, she didn’t for a second think that he’d be able to do it again.
She screamed his name as she came.
He sent her to the stars, her release shocking her with the intensity. Before she’d even come down, he began to fuck her, taking her harder than ever before, showing no mercy as he claimed her for his own.
He held onto her hands, and she thrust up to meet him, not wanting him to stop or let go, the power of his thrusts surprising her.
The bed hit the wall, and sweat covered their bodies, but it didn’t stop them.
His cock got harder, and suddenly he groaned, slamming inside her a final time, finding his own release.
She watched him, awestruck by the pleasure that crossed his face as her own release still filled her.
When it was over, he collapsed against her and she wrapped her arms around him, not wanting to let him go.
They were both panting, and she hoped they’d do it again.
He kissed her neck, her shoulders, and cupped her face, smiling at her.
“That was perfect.”
She nodded. Words failed her.
“You can’t go silent on me right now, Eliza. I can’t handle it.”
“I … I don’t know what to say.” She bit her lip.
Had she been screaming in pleasure? Her throat felt kind of raw.
“What you’ve given me, it’s the greatest gift.”
“I don’t think many people think virginity is all that much of a gift. It’s kind of outdated, medieval.”
He shook his head. “I wasn’t talking about that.”
Tilting her head to the side, she frowned. “What are you talking about?”
“For trusting me. You wouldn’t have waited so long if you didn’t have to trust the guy first.”
“It’s not like I had a whole list of admirers banging on the door,” she said.
He frowned. “You’ve got me, and I hate to say this to you, Eliza, I’m not going anywhere. I know how good it feels to be inside you, to have you talking to me. You’re going to belong to me.”
“What about your harem of women?” She didn’t know if he was with anyone else. There was rarely any gossip about him around town. Whenever there was, it was usually focused on this house.
“I hate to break it to you, but you’re the only woman, Eliza. I’ve got no harem of women waiting for me. Only you, and I have a very high sex drive, so I expect you to take care of each of those needs.”
She chuckled.
In the back of her mind, part of her didn’t believe him.
Tyler could have any woman he wanted. Why would he want her?