Crystal

We get to the house and I’m ready to strip naked and let him have his way. We’ve had a week to get to know each other and I want him more than I can say. After reading his texts, I know he’s not playing me. He’s just an idiot.

He jumps out of the truck and runs around the front to help me out. I’ve never been in this big beast, but I know it’s one of his work trucks. “I can walk.”

“You can, but right now, I don’t want to put you down. We have the whole weekend to spend together and fuck if I can’t wait to touch you.”

“We have Monday, too. It’s Labor Day. School doesn’t start until Tuesday.”

“I still have to work, but I’m only going in for half a day. The rest is going to be spent inside you,” he promises, kissing me again.

He doesn't hesitate and takes me straight to the bedroom. With a light toss, I land on the bed. He follows me down, his mouth crashing on mine. Moans escape me as his hands roam my thighs, going back to where they were at the club. My panties are completely soaked. I need him this instant like I need to breathe. He grabs my hips, squeezing them roughly with his hard, calloused hands. Every inch of me feels alive and needy. I tug on his shirt, lifting it over his head before throwing it on the floor. A low growl emanates from deep in his chest as I run my fingers through every ripple of muscle I can. "I need you naked," he grunts. Immediately my hands are pinned above my head with one of his. His mouth is on my neck and his left hand slips between my legs. He moves his head, nudging my top down with his chin. One of my breasts pops out and he wastes no time wrapping his lips around my hard peak. I'm a mess and doing all I can to search for relief. 

"Calm down, Tigress," he says looking at me with those sexy eyes and knowing smile. 

“I need you, Garrett. Please.”

“That's it, baby. I want to hear all your pleading cries. I want to hear you call my name while I make you come. Who do you belong to?” he asks, thrusting his hips into my core. 

“You, Garrett.” He lets go of my wrists, running the back of his hand down my arm, slowly and deliberately, making me shiver.

“The way you say my name is so fucking sexy. I don’t want you to call me Boomer anymore.”

“Are you sure?” I whisper, looking up at him. He nods, then proceeds to kiss his way downward. Suddenly, with his body straddling mine, he grabs the top of my blouse and tears it off me, ripping it completely in half. I gasp in surprise, but he looks down at me with a so what expression. “You’ll never get to wear that again,” he grunts, lowering his head and taking my nipple into his mouth. I arch and clench my thighs. He pushes them apart and rests his legs between them as he kisses me. My hands move all over his large body. I can’t believe this is happening. I want him naked too, doing things to me until I’m falling apart.

“I’m going to take every inch of you and make it mine, permanently. Every orgasm will belong to me, every moan for my ears alone. I’m going to fuck my kid into you. Birth control or not, I’ll do my damnedest to fill you up with every drop of cum.”

I’m nearly on the verge of coming already. He moves, sliding between my legs, taking my panties off delicately as if treasuring the reveal. “Perfection,” he whispers, licking his lips before dropping his head. I feel his breath tickle my clit before his tongue touches it. I jump, shocked by the new feelings, but he holds me down and continues to eat me out. Every lick and thrust makes it so hard to stay still. He growls, throwing my legs over his shoulders, working my clit with his thumb while thrusting his tongue and one finger into my pussy. He growls, “Fuck, I could eat you up all night.” And he does, for the next two orgasms. I’m panting, barely hanging on. I’ve never come like that before. He takes off the rest of his clothes, then hops on the bed. His large cock bobs while he moves back between my legs. I breathe in and relax, it’s going to hurt, but I want it more than anything else.

He rubs the head along my drenched entrance, beads of cum leaving a stringy trail on my mound. I spontaneously reach down and wipe it with my finger, then lick it off. I can’t wait for my turn to satisfy him. “Fuck, Tigress, you can milk me with those lips another time.” He doesn’t warn me before he pushes his cock inside. I feel the pressure and stretching from his entrance, but surprisingly the pain isn’t as bad as I expected. He leans back, sitting on his calves with his cock almost all the way out of me. I rest on my elbows and watch as he slides into me again. His length is covered in my juices and I can see how hard he is. I’m clenching around his dick. The sounds of his moans cause my pussy to throb. I can’t believe another orgasm is around the corner. He drops down, resting his palms on the sides of my shoulders then begins his penetrating assault on my womb, thrusting his huge cock as deep as possible. I wrap my legs around his waist and hold on for the ride. My walls are pulsating and the moment he kisses me, it’s all over. I come, screaming his name while he shouts out mine.

He falls onto me, but he’s supporting most of his weight. I slide my arms around his shoulders then into his hair. “Wow, that was incredible,” I whisper against his lips before he closes the distance and kisses me roughly and passionately.