We got into the house, but barely. We didn’t make it farther than the kitchen. I shrugged my jacket off as our tongues tangled, slamming into a wall while I tried to get her top off.

The bow was tight… dammit.

I broke off the kiss to work on it. The sound of our ragged breathing was the only noise in the house. Even the dog knew better than to interrupt me now.

“Mason?”

“Hmmm?”

I was completely focused on that ribbon, and getting to see what was under her clothes.

“I haven’t really… done this before.”

I raised an eyebrow, still working at the laces in her corset.

“How’d you get Paton, exactly?” I asked in a teasing tone.

She laughed breathily.

“No, I mean… well, we only did it twice. And I haven’t… since then.”

I stopped what I was doing, staring at her. The graceful column of her throat was so elegant. Her profile was as lovely as a marble statue carved by Michelangelo. She was perfect.

And… she hadn’t been with anyone in all this time?

It was a travesty. But it was also a goddamn miracle.

Mine. She really was all mine.

Fierce possessiveness came over me, turning me into the caveman I wanted to be. I lifted her so her ass was on the kitchen counter and spread her legs so I could settle between them.

Not a complete innocent, but close.

She did look more than a little bit shocked.

Damn, the girl was practically a virgin.

“You and me, we’re born again virgins.”

I brushed her cheek softly. I knew I should be gentle. I knew there was no way in hell I was actually going to be gentle.

“Once I start, I might not be able to stop.” I tried to smile but it was too painful. I was holding back with everything I had. “I might be too rough.”

She swallowed and glanced away. My stomach tightened up. Then she nodded to herself and slid her arms around my neck.

“Good. I don’t want you to stop.”

With a moan I sunk between her thighs and gripped her head, kissing her deeply. My tongue was deep inside her mouth seeking and stroking, my hands were on her ass and my cock was burning a hole in my jeans.

“Fuck, I can’t wait…”

I reached for her panties and tugged them down. Holding her legs open I lowered myself to my knees and pushed her skirt up.

Jesus, she looked good.

Her soft petals were slightly parted and begging for my lips and tongue. She gasped as I dove in, my tongue lapping her outer lips while she wiggled. I had a feeling this might be another first for her and I wanted it to count.

Plus, I was worried I would hurt her. I was a big guy and even bigger where it counted. She had to be ready. She had to come first.

I hoped like hell I could make her come.

I put my fingers to work, strumming her sweet little clit as I pushed my tongue inside her. She was making sexy little surprised sounds. Yeah, I was pretty sure I had shocked her.

I was all over her. I’d never been so eager to do something like this to a woman. But with her?

I could do it for days with a smile on my face.

I switched tactics, pulling her clit into my mouth and beating my tongue against it. Her fingers threaded through my hair and I knew I was onto something. I carefully slid a finger inside her and moaned at the tight, slick feel of her.

She was so tight… I had no idea if I was going to fit. I grunted at the thought of that silkiness wrapped around my aching cock.

I strummed my tongue against her clit even faster and added a second finger, stretching her slightly. That’s when I felt the first flutter.

“Mason!”

“Hmmm…”

I didn’t stop. She was close. I could feel it.

And then it happened.

She opened like a flower, allowing my fingers deeper. I hooked them to press against her g-spot and she screamed.

Oh yeah, she was coming. Hard.

I didn’t ease up. I needed her soft and pliant. I knew there was no way we were making it to the bed. I looked up and saw a beautiful sight. Michelle’s eyes were closed and her head was thrown back. She was visibly shaking from the force of her orgasm.

And she looked fucking incredible with her skirt hoisted around her waist and her tits pushed up over her top. I wanted them completely bare but there was no time. I had to get inside her.

Right fucking now.

I stood and got my cock out as quickly as humanly possible. I pointed it down, rubbing it against her. We were both clothed except for the important parts. It was somehow even more filthy than being completely fucking naked.

Her face was beautiful. Peaceful. Satisfied. I’d done that to her.

And I was about to do a whole lot more.

I gripped her hip with one hand and guided my cock inside her. We both moaned in unison as the tip of my cock stretched her wide. I breathed out slowly as I began the agonizing process of opening her up.

I didn’t want to hurt her. I couldn’t bear it if I caused her any pain. Not even a little bit.

She was ready for me, I knew. She wanted this. But I had what had been called a horse dick by anybody who saw it.

I was less than halfway in and already sweating from the effort it took to hold back. She moaned softly and I jerked, my cock lurching forward on its own. I slid in just a tiny bit more, watching her carefully for signs that I was hurting her.

I was tall and broad and my cock was too. I was careful as fuck as I gritted my teeth and started to saw my shaft in and out of her hot, tight pussy.

Mother of God she felt good!

I groaned and eased in a bit further. I stared down at our bodies where they joined and decided a little clit rubbing was called for. The moment I touched her, she started to come all over my cock.

I slid in a little further.

“Christ… fuck, Michelle you feel so good.”

“Hmmmm… ah ah ah ah ahhhh!”

“That’s it baby. Come for me.”

I didn’t recognize my voice. It was even lower and more gravelly than usual. I was deep and getting deeper as her pussy gripped my cock and pulled it further inside her.

It was a goddamn dick massage and nothing had ever felt better in my entire life. This was it. The actual pinnacle of my entire human experience.

And I wasn’t even halfway inside her yet.

“Mason… I want…”

“What do you want?”

“Ohhhh… hmmm… more.”

With a curse I pushed forward, feeling her welcome me in. I couldn’t fucking move for a minute. It felt too good.

And then I went wild. Long, slow, delicious strokes. I hit all the bells and whistles. I dipped my hips and brought them up, smoothly fucking her with a rhythm as old as time.

She was mine. Mine. Mine. Mine.

With each thrust I heard the word.

“Tell me you’re mine.”

“I am. Ohhh God… I’m yours.”

With a roar I stopped fighting my release. She was mine. She would be sleeping in my bed from now on. I could claim her now and then we could do this all over again.

Naked. On the bed.

With blankets and pillows and me less likely to blow.

I growled like a bear as my whole body took off like a rocket. My come felt like it was lightning hot as it shot out of my cock, sending spirals of pleasure all the way to my fucking toes.

Holy shit, that was intense. I bucked my hips as another wave hit me. It was already the longest, biggest, most spectacular orgasm of my life.

And it wasn’t over yet.

Michelle had come with me but she hadn’t peaked yet. Her orgasm was still going strong, rolling over my cock in delicious waves. It almost hurt, she was squeezing me so hard. I held her up as her whole body convulsed.

“That’s it. I got you. Fucking reach for it, honey.”

She let out a scream as she peaked, her fingernails digging into my shoulders. I grinned. I hoped to have claw marks up and down my back by morning.

I brushed her hair away from her beautiful face as she trembled in my arms. The most intense and amazing sex of my life and we both had our damn clothes on!

“My God, woman. You are incredible.”

She was trying to catch her breath. I didn’t want to leave her but I realized I should probably pull out. I did it really slow and noticed something crazy.

My cock hadn’t really softened at all. In fact, it felt like it had grown another damn inch!

“Jesus, Michelle. What are you doing to me?”

“Did I do something wrong?”

I took her face in my hands and kissed her hard and fast.

“Christ, no woman. I’m still hard.”

She blushed and looked away. She was so sweet and natural I’d forgotten how inexperienced she was.

“Oh. Is that good?”

I laughed and lifted her into my arms. My cock was still out but I didn’t fucking care. I carried her down the hallway to our bed.

Our bed.

“Yes, I’d say that’s pretty fucking good.”