truth in his eyes. His intensity. His protection of what was his. I was his. And it felt good.
"You've had a rough start, haven't you?"
I nodded my head as he wiped the tears from my cheeks.
"Then it's time to make you feel good, all right?" He pulled one of the chairs out from the dining table, turned it around and sat down. He smiled up at me and held out his hand.
I didn't object this time to whatever he planned. A bar on the wall wasn't involved and my bottom was already corked. I took it and he pulled me to him, grasped me about the waist and pulled me in close. His head was directly at the level of my exposed breasts and he took advantage of that, putting his mouth around one erect nipple. Sucked. Licked. Nipped with his teeth.
The feeling that washed over me was intense, like a lightning bolt, searing me. The gentle sucking of his mouth shot a burning path to the space between my legs.
"Oh, Jake!" I couldn't help but cry out. Loudly. Thank goodness we were alone. He moved to the other breast with his mouth as I felt his hands move to slide up my legs, lifting my skirts along the way. Once he reached my bottom, he pulled me down onto his lap with a quick tug. Jake shifted his legs so that mine were spread wide, my skirts bunched up in my lap.
One of Jake's hands slid up my thigh and his head was lowered to watch. "Oh, sweetheart. Look how wet you are. Your juices are dripping down your legs."
My eyes flared in fear. "Oh, no. I didn't mean it!" I pushed at his shoulders to rise.
Jake grinned as he slid a thick finger through my folds. "Don't worry, sweetheart. This is a good thing - a beautiful sight. Your pussy's supposed to be wet for me. This means your body is ready to be fucked."
My eyes slipped shut as he circled my opening, slid in. I'd never felt anything like it, couldn't describe the pleasure that coursed through my veins at his touch. I was filled, like my bottom, but this was different. His finger moving ever so slowly only made me want to rock on his lap and push him deeper. I wanted, no...needed to be filled.
"I can feel your maidenhead." He nudged me with his finger. "Right...right there." I felt the tightness, the pressure it caused. "Do you want me deeper?"
My head fell back on my shoulders, my breasts thrust out, and I didn't care. His hand bumped against the cork, but instead of pain, it struck nerves I never knew I had. Tingling heat spread through my stretched ring with every nudge, so unlike the discomfort from before. "God, oh my God! Yes, deeper!"
"Then ride my finger, sweetheart. Break that barrier so I can take you upstairs and fuck you."
I opened my eyes, not sure what he meant. Ride him?
He placed his free hand on my hip, lifted me up, then lowered me down.
"Oh," I moaned. Soon, I lifted and lowered myself on his one finger, then when I lifted up, he inserted another.
"The next time you lower yourself, push deep," he instructed.
I rose up on my toes, my inner muscles clenching around his digits to hold him within me, before I let myself drop, hard, back onto his lap.
The tips of his fingers broke through my innocence and I sank deep. I screamed at the quick stab of pain. I grabbed his shoulders and tried to wriggle off, feeling too full. Having the cork in me only stretched me further and it was too much. I wanted...needed something I couldn't quite reach.
"That's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen," Jake whispered, then nipped the lobe of my ear. "I love how you gave yourself to me, sweetheart." He moved his fingers, stroking me deep within. "Now. Only pleasure."
I lifted up as he continued to move, to touch spots inside. The pain was quickly gone and he was truthful. Only pleasure remained. I held his dark gaze as I felt his other finger find that spot, that place he'd touched earlier. Using the wetness that now seeped not only down my thighs but onto his legs as well, he flicked that spot.
"Your clit's so hard. Come for me. I want to see when it takes you the first
"You've had a rough start, haven't you?"
I nodded my head as he wiped the tears from my cheeks.
"Then it's time to make you feel good, all right?" He pulled one of the chairs out from the dining table, turned it around and sat down. He smiled up at me and held out his hand.
I didn't object this time to whatever he planned. A bar on the wall wasn't involved and my bottom was already corked. I took it and he pulled me to him, grasped me about the waist and pulled me in close. His head was directly at the level of my exposed breasts and he took advantage of that, putting his mouth around one erect nipple. Sucked. Licked. Nipped with his teeth.
The feeling that washed over me was intense, like a lightning bolt, searing me. The gentle sucking of his mouth shot a burning path to the space between my legs.
"Oh, Jake!" I couldn't help but cry out. Loudly. Thank goodness we were alone. He moved to the other breast with his mouth as I felt his hands move to slide up my legs, lifting my skirts along the way. Once he reached my bottom, he pulled me down onto his lap with a quick tug. Jake shifted his legs so that mine were spread wide, my skirts bunched up in my lap.
One of Jake's hands slid up my thigh and his head was lowered to watch. "Oh, sweetheart. Look how wet you are. Your juices are dripping down your legs."
My eyes flared in fear. "Oh, no. I didn't mean it!" I pushed at his shoulders to rise.
Jake grinned as he slid a thick finger through my folds. "Don't worry, sweetheart. This is a good thing - a beautiful sight. Your pussy's supposed to be wet for me. This means your body is ready to be fucked."
My eyes slipped shut as he circled my opening, slid in. I'd never felt anything like it, couldn't describe the pleasure that coursed through my veins at his touch. I was filled, like my bottom, but this was different. His finger moving ever so slowly only made me want to rock on his lap and push him deeper. I wanted, no...needed to be filled.
"I can feel your maidenhead." He nudged me with his finger. "Right...right there." I felt the tightness, the pressure it caused. "Do you want me deeper?"
My head fell back on my shoulders, my breasts thrust out, and I didn't care. His hand bumped against the cork, but instead of pain, it struck nerves I never knew I had. Tingling heat spread through my stretched ring with every nudge, so unlike the discomfort from before. "God, oh my God! Yes, deeper!"
"Then ride my finger, sweetheart. Break that barrier so I can take you upstairs and fuck you."
I opened my eyes, not sure what he meant. Ride him?
He placed his free hand on my hip, lifted me up, then lowered me down.
"Oh," I moaned. Soon, I lifted and lowered myself on his one finger, then when I lifted up, he inserted another.
"The next time you lower yourself, push deep," he instructed.
I rose up on my toes, my inner muscles clenching around his digits to hold him within me, before I let myself drop, hard, back onto his lap.
The tips of his fingers broke through my innocence and I sank deep. I screamed at the quick stab of pain. I grabbed his shoulders and tried to wriggle off, feeling too full. Having the cork in me only stretched me further and it was too much. I wanted...needed something I couldn't quite reach.
"That's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen," Jake whispered, then nipped the lobe of my ear. "I love how you gave yourself to me, sweetheart." He moved his fingers, stroking me deep within. "Now. Only pleasure."
I lifted up as he continued to move, to touch spots inside. The pain was quickly gone and he was truthful. Only pleasure remained. I held his dark gaze as I felt his other finger find that spot, that place he'd touched earlier. Using the wetness that now seeped not only down my thighs but onto his legs as well, he flicked that spot.
"Your clit's so hard. Come for me. I want to see when it takes you the first
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