by Snow, Jenika
“I need you now,” she begged.
“And I’ll give you every last inch of me, but first I have to taste you. Let me have that, Penny.”
I got down on my haunches, stared up at her as I hooked my fingers on the waistband of her little panties, and slid them down, never breaking eye contact. She stepped out of them, but I didn’t toss the material away. I shoved those panties into my pocket.
And then I gazed at her between the legs. She was so damn pink and wet, her slit making my mouth water. I lifted her leg up and out even more, watching as her pussy lips spread.
Staring up at her, I slipped my hand between her legs and placed it right over her pussy, feeling her heat, her wetness for me. I heard her gasp, her mouth parting slightly.
Her smell made me drunk.
Her scent had me already addicted to her.
I curled my fingers into her flesh, wanting my mark on her. “No one will ever have you but me, Penny.” I was panting, as if I’d just ran a marathon. “Say it.”
She was silent for so long I didn’t think she’d give this to me.
“I’m yours.”
I growled and leaned in, devouring her pussy and making her mine.
Chapter Six
Everett
Penny had tipped her head back, her throat arching and bared to me. I wanted to imprint myself on her.
“I’ll be balls-deep in your tight little cunt soon enough.”
“God, your words are so filthy.”
I hummed in approval. “You like it.”
“I do,” she moaned.
I’d give it all to her.
She was so fucking primed, her pussy soaked, her clit engorged. I was going to fucking destroy her cunt, tear it up until she’d never want another cock in her again, until she’d know that my dick was the only one that owned it… owned her.
I licked her pussy, dragged my tongue right up her cleft like I was enjoying a sucker, savoring the flavor.
I held her pussy lips apart as I devoured her, lapping up the cream she was making just for me.
“You want my big, thick cock stretching this pussy, filling it up?” I burrowed my face between her thighs, closed my eyes, and inhaled. God, she smelled so fucking good.
I leaned forward, so close I could feel her body heat slide along my lips. Fuck, she smelled incredible.
Her body shook, her need clear for me.
I wanted to fuck her so badly right now. I was desperate to hear her say she wanted me stretching her, filling her with my seed.
Filling her with my seed? I was losing my damn mind.
“Stretch me, Everett. No more talking. Take me.”
Christ.
I ran my tongue right through the center of her again, lapping up her pussy juices. I was drunk on her, wanting my lips numb because I’d eaten her out for so long. I gave her clit a lick, over and over again, sucking on the little bud until she was grinding her pussy against me, seeking more.
I hummed, eating her out hard and fast. I needed her to come. I needed her to get off against my face. “Climax for me, baby. Give it to me, Penny,” I murmured against her soaked flesh, the vibrations right against her clit.
“Everett,” she moaned, her hands in my hair, her fingers digging at my scalp erotically. “God, I’m going to—”
I sucked her clit into my mouth again and hummed once more. And then she came for me, giving me exactly what she wanted. When her body relaxed after long seconds, I rose up, sliding my body along hers, feeling her tremble. I gripped her nape and just stared into her wide, innocent eyes. Beads of sweat trickled down her throat and I leaned down and licked at the droplets, taking them into myself. Her chest was rising and falling. I slid my fingers along the edge of her dress and slowly pulled the material down her chest until her tits bounced free.
I stared at her nipples, the peaks hard and pink. My mouth watered.
I ground my hard dick right up against her belly as I continued to lick at her neck. “You feel that?” I didn’t give her a chance to respond as I dry-humped her. “You feel how hard I am for you, how ready I am to empty my balls inside of your tight pussy, Penny?” Fuck, I was a filthy bastard.
“You’re so hard, Everett.”
I licked a straight path from her collarbone right to the base of her ear. “Once we start this, there’s no going back. Once I’m deep inside you, marking you, you’re mine irrevocably.” This was rushed, my words permanent, even if she didn’t realize it.
Her eyes were wide as she licked her lips. She had her hands on my forearms now, her nails digging into my skin. My cock jerked, pre-cum dotting the tip of my shaft at a steady constant.
I thrust my cock against her belly, needing that friction desperately. I had my pants unbuttoned, unzipped, and my cock pulled out through the fly before I could stop myself. Her leg was lifted up and braced over my thigh once more, and as I pressed my bare dick against her equally bare pussy, I nearly came.
I reached down and palmed myself, feeling my pre-cum, feeling her wetness on my fingers. She was ready for me, and I didn’t want to wait any longer.
“No more fucking around. I need to have my cock deep in your pussy.”
I had her in my arms, her warm, soft body pressed against mine, her tits full, her nipples hard. I gripped her ass and she wrapped her other leg around my waist. I held her effortlessly, her curves feeling good against me. Bottles of cleaning supplies fell to the floor. I gripped both of her ass cheeks, the mounds full, plump. I clenched my hands around the firm flesh, spreading them slightly so I could envision sliding my cock between them, deep into her tight little hole.
“Spread wider for me. Let me really feel that juicy pussy against my cock.”
She did what I asked—demanded—right away.
Fuck, this woman was going to be the death of me, was going to have all my self-control just fucking vanishing.
I reached between us and stroked myself from root to tip, my knuckles brushing along her bared pussy lips, visualizing how much she’d stretch for me, how much she’d take.
I jerked off faster, harder, using my pre-cum to lubricate what I did. I kept my focus on her face. I knew I wouldn’t last once I was inside her.
She was mine.
Only mine.
Chapter Seven
Penny
I couldn’t stop thinking about how his mouth had felt on me, between my thighs, his tongue moving through my folds. And now feeling his thick, hard dick moving back and forth against me as he jerked himself off. And all the while, he stared at me.
Tell him. Tell Everett you’ve never done this.
I wanted his dick in me, wanted him to fill me up, stretch me to the point where the pleasure and pain combined as one. I wanted him to take my virginity. Because I felt like I’d been saving myself for this one moment… for Everett.
He pulled back enough that I could look down at the long, thick length of his cock, which he was still stroking. He was huge and so hard for me. The head was bulbous, slightly wider than the shaft, and pre-cum was constantly coming out of the tip. The sight of him running the heel of his hand over the head of his cock, gathering his seed and using it as lubrication, turned me on even more.
“Take me,” I whispered softly.
He smirked, and it was so damn sexy.
His warm breath skated along my overheated flesh. I was burning alive, needing this more than I needed to breathe. I was lost in a sea of pleasure.
“You taste so fucking good. I’ll never get enough. I’ll never get your flavor out of my mind, off of my tongue.” He moved his hands over my breasts, lingering on my nipples, tweaking the tips. “God, Penny.” His voice was so gritty, and my breath hitched. He rested his forehead against mine, breathed in and out slowly for long seconds, and then he reached between us and placed his cockhead at my pussy entrance.
I bit my lip, waiting, knowing I needed to tell him I was a virgin. He added a bit of pressure, not penetrating me but letting me know he was rig
ht there.
He leaned in close but didn’t kiss me. “You won’t be able to walk comfortably come morning, baby.”
Oh, he had no idea.
He kissed me hard then, ran his tongue over the swell of my bottom lip, and murmured, “God, I need you.”
I couldn’t stop the small noise that left the back of my throat. I was already over the edge for him.
He licked and sucked at my lips, at the interior of my mouth. He drew out my need, making me hungry for more… so much more. The hot, hard length of him pressed between my thighs, sliding up my slit, my cream making his movement smooth.
I shifted, spreading my legs even wider, my muscles protesting.
“You’re making me fucking insane with need.” He started rocking back and forth, thrusting his dick against me, not penetrating me even though that’s what I desperately wanted.
I dug my nails into his flesh, unable to stop myself. And when he started pushing into me, I held off my groan of pleasure and pain.
“Penny, baby girl, I’m going to fucking tear you up in the best of ways.”
He ran the tip of his tongue over the shell of my ear, and I shivered in response.
Never had I been so ready for something. It was surreal how… real and right this felt.
“I’ll make you feel good, baby. So. Fucking. Good.” He smoothed his hands along my hips. “Relax for me, let me fully in.”
God, he barely had the tip lodged in my pussy, but already I felt like I was splitting in two from his sheer size alone.
And when he pushed another inch into me, I cried out, threw my head back, and felt the world fade away. I was vaguely aware of him not moving, his body tight against me. I felt his gaze on me. I lifted my head and stared into his eyes, feeling tracks of warm tears on my cheeks.
He looked… surprised.
“Penny?” There was shock and confusion in his voice. “Baby, please tell me I didn’t just pop your cherry surrounded by floor cleaner.”
I couldn’t help it. I started laughing. That had his face looking even more confused before he finally broke a smile. My inner muscles clenched around him and his amusement faded, this serious, almost pained expression taking root.
“Fuck, Penny, baby…” He closed his eyes and exhaled roughly. “You can’t do that or I’ll come.” He was so still, as if frozen in place. “Why didn’t you tell me?” He lifted his hand and smoothed some hair away from my cheek, wiping away my tears.
“I thought it would ruin the moment, and I didn’t want this night to end.”
He groaned again and closed his eyes, resting his forehead once more against mine. “Nothing could ruin this moment.”
A part of me wondered if he’d meant to say that out loud for how softly he’d spoken. “Don’t stop this, Everett. I want you more than anything.”
He lifted his head and opened his eyes. For long seconds, he didn’t speak, but then he cupped my cheek in his big palm and kissed me passionately. He stole my breath as he pushed another inch into me. The pain and burn were there, but what overrode all of that was the ecstasy of feeling like I was right where I belonged.
With him.
And when he thrust another one of his thick, hard inches into me, my back arched on its own. My mouth opened on a silent cry at being so fully claimed and filled. But I wanted more, so much more. He stretched me so I didn’t even know if I could take another inch of him, if he could fit all the way inside me.
But I want him to try.
I knew even if I wasn’t a virgin this still would have been a feat, taking all of him, my body stretching to its limits. I might not know much—or anything, really—about sexual things first-hand, but I knew he was well above average in dick size.
He groaned, his entire body so hard, so tense. I could tell he had his self-control in check. But I didn’t want him to have a tight leash on his desire. I wanted him to give it all to me, in any way he saw fit.
I didn’t want my virginity making it so he wasn’t his true self.
“Just be with me. I won’t break.” I cupped his cheeks now, felt how tight his jaw was, and leaned in to kiss him.
He grunted then started doing what I wanted, what I needed. He moved in and out of me, slow and steady at first, as if he thought I was fragile. Maybe I was in some regards, but not right now, not with him.
And the more seconds that passed, the more I felt Everett’s ministrations become stronger, harder, as if his control was slowly vanishing in the face of our combined pleasure.
And my own discomfort started to wane, my pussy wet, sucking at him, the root of his shaft bumping my clit on every instroke. He was slowly bringing me to that electrifying, combustible completion.
“So. Fucking. Good,” he gritted out. He was swinging his hips back and forth, plunging in and out of me, his balls slapping the cheeks of my ass. The sound of our wet sex filled the room, this audible orgasm that had me almost going over the edge.
He pushed into me before pulling out so just the tip of his cock was lodged at my entrance, promising to fill me up once more. He leaned back slightly, staring down at where we were connected, getting an eyeful of his cock stretching my pussy.
I could only imagine how erotic and obscene the sight was.
He slammed into me again and again. “Fuck. Penny. Ah, hell.”
I shifted slightly, the metal behind me hitting the wall every time he thrust in. I stared down the length of our bodies but couldn’t fully see where he was deep in me. What I did see was his length becoming visible every time he nearly pulled out. His shaft was so monstrous between us, the flesh glossy from my pussy cream, the veins in the length prominent.
God, it was hot.
I felt dizziness slam into me.
“You like what you see?” He breathed those words out harshly. Panted them. “You see how hard and big you make me?”
I nodded and licked my suddenly dry lips. “Yes,” I breathed out. He slammed his mouth on mine, licked my lips, and plunged his tongue past the seam of them, fucking me there.
He pulled out of me but shoved back in just as quickly. I closed my eyes, knowing I’d come again for him.
Yes. More.
“Penny, you’re mine,” he groaned and tightened his hands on me, his fingers digging into me painfully, pleasurably. He thrust back into me in one fluid, powerful motion, over and over again. I felt myself get impossibly wetter.
He moved faster, slamming his thick cock into me, going harder.
“Yes,” I cried out. I lost myself to the feelings.
“Fuck. Your pussy is so tight, so damn wet for me.”
“Yes,” I moaned.
He pounded into me repeatedly, over and over, back and forth. “Fuck,” he grunted. “That’s it. Suck that pussy around my cock, milk that cum from me.”
His words were crass, vulgar. They turned me on.
“Christ.” He tossed his head back, and I was caught wide-eyed in the erotic sight. I knew he was going to come any minute. “Baby, I need you to get off with me,” he groaned as if it took every ounce of power for him to get the words out in his throes of passion. He had his hand between us and his thumb at my clit, rubbing the bundle. “Come with me,” he whispered as he stared into my eyes. “Come on, Penny.”
I grew dizzy as I felt myself rise to that peak. My head pounded and my heart raced. My breath caught, and the pleasure finally threw me over the edge. Right along with him.
We came together.
My pussy sucked at his dick, the muscles contracting. I felt him fill me up, his cum hot jets inside me. This moment in time went on forever, and I knew I’d never be the same because of it.
He’d ruined all other men for me.
Finally, he sagged his big body against mine, both of us breathing identically, erratically.
He had his hands wrapped around my waist, his fingers digging into my skin. Our bodies were covered in sweat and it was such a turn-on. And when Everett wrapped his arms around me and gently set my feet
on the ground, we both groaned in unison.
As I stared into his eyes, the one thing that kept going through my mind on repeat was… how could I walk away? It was insane to feel this strongly about someone after only just meeting them.
I wanted to be his, but I couldn’t say those words. I couldn’t utter something that terrified me.
A one-off affair.
That time I lost my virginity in a supply closet.
That one moment I felt myself fall.
All those things passed through my mind, things I’d think about after he was gone and we’d gone our separate ways. And they hurt.
But the truth remained—there was nowhere else I wanted to be but with him.
And I opened my mouth to say just that when light flooded into the room. I was momentarily blinded, my dress still pulled down low so my breasts were exposed. I lifted my hand to shield my vision, but before I could do that, Everett was in front of me, blocking my nudity, protecting me.
“Um,” came a soft, male voice.
I peeked around Everett’s shoulder and saw a young man dressed in wait staff attire. I felt my cheeks heat in embarrassment, but instead of letting it claim me, I burst out laughing and buried my head against Everett’s muscular back.
What a way to end the night. What a way.
Chapter Eight
Everett
As soon as I’d seen her, I knew I couldn’t walk away. I knew I wouldn’t.
As I stood there alone, everyone slowly leaving the charity event, I couldn’t stop thinking about Penny. I couldn’t stop thinking about what I’d done with her just an hour before. It was this memory being played on repeat in my head.
