by J. L. Beck
I landed on my mattress with a soft thud a warm blush covering my skin. Logan was on me in a second, his hands ripping my clothing from my body, as I did the same to him. We were a frenzied mess, as he laid me bare before him, our eyes never leaving one another’s as we both swallowed around the arousal that filled the air. I licked my lips as my eyes dropped down to the head of Logan’s swollen cock.
“What if I told you I don’t want gentle, that I don’t want anything more than what you can offer me? Would you give me it?” My lips trembled as anxiety started to take root. I wanted this with Logan more than I had with anyone else in my life. I just prayed her couldn’t see through my not experience exterior because I wanted this to be as perfect as it was in the books I read.
“I want your first time with me to be the most exhilarating thing in the world. I want you to remember how tightly your cunt squeezed me. How your moans of pleasure pushed me over the edge and how every damn beat of your heart set my body on fire. I want this to be the best damn thing you’ve ever felt in your life.” Emotions swam in his eyes, and before I could really tell what exactly they were we were coming together again, his hands gripping my hips roughly.
I watched his chest rise and fall for a moment, each breath that passed his lips worrying me that much more, making me wonder if he would turn me down. Was he trying to calm himself? Afraid that he was going to stop, and leave me in emotional distress I reached up placing my hand against his chest.
I could feel the frantic beat of his heart, and I wondered for a second if he was as nervous as I was, and that maybe that was the issue here, or maybe he didn’t think he was good enough to have this moment with me.
“As long as I’m with you Logan nothing else matters. The entire world could crumble around us and I wouldn’t care. I want you to be the one to claim me, so please take from me what is yours. Taint me. Dirty me up, because without you I’m nothing.” I stared at him with so much want and need the tension between us dissolved in a second, and the worry that had formed in my belly dissipated allowing our most basic instincts to take over.
No words could describe the way my heart swelled in my chest as Logan pulled my panties down ever so slowing, taking a mental picture of my body as he did so. His fingertips against my skin causing goose bumps to erupt across my body.
As soon as my panties were off and on the floor behind us I gripped his cock tightly in my hand, a hiss escaping his lips as he made a lazy circle against the inside of my thigh.
“You make me want things I’ve never wanted before.” The words came out in a pant, as I stroked him gently, and ever so slowly wanting the pleasure to encompass us forever.
“Ditto.” I moaned as he slipped the finger he had been using to draw lazy circles against my thigh deep into my cunt before pulling it out all the way. I arched against the mattress and panted into the air as he pulled it back out so slowly I was sure I would die.
My eyes collided with his and I noticed the devilish grin marring his features. The asshole knew what he was doing to me, teasing my poor pussy.
“Two can play that game,” I whispered, raking my nails against his cock, dragging them all the way down to the head. I watched as a shiver worked its way down his spine, and his lips parted, while the irises of his eyes grew darker.
“Ahhh…” The words slipped from my lips, as he invaded my pussy with two fingers, shoving completely into me all at once. Air shoved from my lungs and my muscles contracted as I adjusted to the fullness I was feeling.
“You lose.” The words echoed in my mind as he whispered them into my ear, the heat of his breath fanning against my cheek. All I could feel was he as he thrust deep inside of me, his fingers curving upwards with every push into my body, hitting the delicious spot that made my body and mind do crazy things.
“Logan…” I pleaded with him, trying to rub my legs together. It was too much, and not enough all at once. My pussy throbbed, as I felt the distinct building of an orgasm in my belly. Fire filled my vein’s as Logan took his thumb and rubbed gently against my clit, the friction of it all set me off, and I came. Every cell in my body soared, my muscles tensed and my pussy pulsed, squeezing his fingers so tightly I was sure I was going to push him out.
“Oh yes. Cum. Cum all over my fingers. Squeeze me tight Isabella. Show me how much that virgin cunt wants my cock.” His dirty words only made me cum harder, my eyes squeezing closed as I gripped the bed sheets tightly, wanting something to hold me to this realm.
“Logan. Logan…” His name came out in a chant, all I could feel was him, and the pleasure he gave me. My body belonged to him, and my entire life started and ended with him now.
“Keep saying my name baby…” He continued his assault on my clit, his thumb thrumming against it slowly as he milked my orgasm from my body.
“I….” There was no way I was going to cum again. I couldn’t not that fast, right? Wrong. My belly filled with butterflies, and my muscles tensed all over. Logan settled between my legs and out of instinct I opened them wider giving him more access to my throbbing pussy.
“Cum. Yes, you’re going to cum again, and I’m going to lick up every last drop.” Before I could even respond, his tongue was dipping inside me, the pleasure was overwhelming, raw, and consuming me. I wiggled against his mouth, wanting more, but feeling as if it was all too much.
Logan’s hands held me in place, forcing my hips still as he licked me from my entrance to my clit biting the little nub at every pass.
“I can’t take…. Fuck…” I threw my head back against the mattress, heat burning through my body. My nipples hardened, and I needed more, so much fucking more. I shoved the cups of my bra down, taking one of my nipples between two fingers and rolling it gently.
“You can, and you will. Cum for me. Cum all over my fucking tongue.” God his mouth was so fucking filthy. With one last roll of my nipple and one last flick of his tongue against my clit, I fell apart once again, for the second time in less than five minutes.
“Fuckkkkkkkk!!!!” I screamed my entire body convulsing as my entire world shattered and came back together again. My muscles ached and my pussy clenched like it never had before. Logan was the pussy whisper; he had to be there was no way he could make me feel that much pleasure all at once.
“I love it when your sweet mouth says dirty words.” My eyes fluttered opened a moment later, as he stood between my legs. I caught a glimpse of something in his eyes, something that I too felt, something I never expected him to feel for me.
Love. He loved me, and fuck did I feel the same way about him.
Chapter Eight
Logan
The second my fingers slipped back into her tight cunt I knew I was the luckiest man in the entire world and that I had finally found my forever. I was a taken fucking man now, and there was nothing that would ever rip Isabella away from me. Now all I needed to do was put those feelings into words.
Grabbing a condom from my wallet off the floor I slipped in on, eager to sink deep into her cunt, to make us one.
“Are you ready?” I questioned nervously like I was the virgin or something. She nodded her head up and down, a lustful look in her eyes as her teeth sank into her body lip. I was turned on, so fucking ready, but I needed to restrain myself, to sink slowly into her so that I didn’t rip or tear her.
I centered myself at her entrance, her legs were open wide, and her pussy glistened in the dim lighting of the room. My heart thudded loudly in my ears. I pushed just the tip in, her tight pussy trying to shove me back out.
“Fuck Isabella,” I growled, leaning down on my forearms, restraining myself from slamming into her. Tears pricked at her eyes, and slipped from her lids, sliding down her cheeks as I pushed in a little more. I could feel her hymen and knew it had finally been broken.
“Dear God.” She whispered against my throat, anguish filling her voice. I felt so bad for hurting her but next time, next time it would be so much better. I just had to remind myself of that as I made m
y way inside her inch by inch. I could feel her muscles tensing and her tight cunt squeezing me.
“I’m sorry. I’m so fucking sorry.” My voice was pained as I slid into the hilt, my body trembling with the effort it took to do so slowly. I placed a feather soft kiss on her forehead and stayed in place unmoving giving her time to adjust to my cock. Her breaths came out in pants and I could tell the pain of it all was overtaking the pleasure. Fuck I wanted this to be good for her so fucking good.
“Don’t be. I want this Logan. I’ve waited for this day since I first met you.” The yearning in her eyes scared me, almost as much as the way my heart beat every time I saw her. I knew now more than ever as I was sliding eight inches deep into her that this was beyond a hookup.
We had already crossed the line and into a territory, I wasn’t even aware existed. I felt feelings for her I had never felt for anyone.
“Thank you,” I whispered against her forehead, where beads of sweat had started to form. Her sweet musky scent filled the air around us, taunting me to take what I wanted from her. I placed kisses against her throat, forehead, and chest, reminding her of how thankful I was that she had given me this piece of her with every press of my lips against her skin.
Then I looked up for her beautiful skin and peered into her eyes seeing an array of emotions swimming in them. Fuck me. I could see myself marrying this woman, having kids with her, and growing old with her. All from one single look in her eyes.
“You can move Logan.” She moaned, her hand reaching up into my hair. Her fingers ran through my hair, her nails scraping against my scalp.
“Are you sure?” I prayed like hell she was sure because it took everything inside of me to be patient and gentle. I wasn’t the type of man that took his time with fucking. I fucked hard, and I was damn proud of it but for Isabella, I would do anything to protect her. I would even put the pleasure that I could bring us on the back burner to make this perfect for her.
She nodded her head, yes, and I pulled my cock out a smidge and pushed it back in testing the waters, my eyes watching her face for a wrinkle of pain. When nothing marred her features, I pulled out the way out and slammed back in. Her head tipped back, and her sweet pink lips parted in a delightful sigh.
Happiness filled my chest and sunk into my bones as a raspy moan slipped from her mouth.
I placed my lips over hers ever so gently as I picked up the pace, one of my hands slipping between our bodies finding that sweet bud of hers. I moved my thumb in a circular motion, with every thrust the pleasure in my belly growing with every slip deeper inside of her.
“Logan…” She panted my name, and I almost came, her bright eyes staring up at me like I made the world turn for her.
“I need more baby…” I growled nipping at her throat. I wanted to slam balls deep inside of her and grind my cock. I wanted to slap her ass until it was red and then suck up all her sweet as fuck juices.
“Take it from me Logan. Own me.” The air left my lung as I digested the words she had said. There were no words to describe how I was feeling at this point, so I used my body, my hands, my fingers, lips, and cock to show her just how much I adored her.
I pulled out the way out of her only to slip back into her tight cunt a moment later, my balls slapping against her asshole as I slammed in and out of her with far more intensity than expected. I was a man hungry for a woman’s love. My hand gripped her hip harshly, my fingers biting into her flesh.
“You make me feel shit I shouldn’t…” I spoke grinding my teeth together, the tension in my belly on the verge of exploding.
“Me too…” She huffed out in a moan, my fingers playing against her clit faster. I needed her release, for her to fall apart with me as I shot my load deep inside of her. I had to have her, to own her, and possess her body like no one ever had before.
“Come for me,” I begged to slam into her so hard her body slid up the bed. My finger’s moved roughly against her clit, and then I felt it the distinct fluttering of her muscles, the tightness of her cunt growing with each pass of my cock inside of her. That’s right Isabella, cum all over this cock.
“Logan, I’m cumming.” She purred, her sweet voice pushing me over the edge. My toes curled, and the air rushed from my lungs as a euphoric feeling covered my body in a blanket of pleasure. Shivers ran up and down my spine, as every single fiber of my body told me this is where I belonged.
“Fuckkk…” I grunted, continuing to slip in and out of her, letting her sweet cunt milk every single drop of cum from my body.
“Thank you.” I heard her words and understood them now. I understood why she was so thankful for me. I had taken care of her and given her pleasure and love. I had done for her what no one else had, and she had saved this for the most important person in her life.
Me.
“Isabella…” I ran my fingers through her dark locks the smell of sex filled the air around us making me want to take her again. “I feel something in my chest, this pitter fucking patter that I’ve never felt before. It tells me to stay, and to take care of you, but fear that dirty bitch tells me to walk away right now.” I needed, to be honest with her, and to tell her exactly how I felt. I wasn’t one of those pussy ass bitches that walked away, running from the love of their life or their feelings for someone.
Isabella swallowed and I could almost feel the fear she was feeling. Did she think I was going to fuck her and run away? I pulled out of her; the proof of her innocence coated my cock and I couldn’t help but smile like a sinister fucker who had just taken candy from a baby.
I didn’t care about the blood, I had claimed her, and taken her as my own. Instead, I shifted off of her body and onto the mattress right next to her, the warmth of her body encompassing me in a shell of complete happiness. I had never felt anything like this after sex. I took her in my arms wrapping her up and holding her tightly against my chest, waiting for her to say anything, anything at fucking all.
“Do… You… Do you think you love me?” She hesitated, stumbling over her words before spitting out the whole sentence. I didn’t even have to stop and think about what it was that she was asking me before I answered her.
“Yeah, yeah I do. I’ve felt it deep inside of my chest every single day since I first saw you. The need to always been near you, to possess your body, and to kiss you whenever the fuck I want.” I should’ve acknowledged the feelings I had for her sooner, but how could we even be together? She was just barely legal, and I was nearly twenty-four.
Surely her mother would protest, and my brother still had a hard on for her ass. It would take everything in me not to kick his ass for looking at her even slightly. Fuck.
Isabella sat up a second later pulling out of my embrace, one of her legs swinging over my hips so that she was sitting with her pussy right against my cock. I looked at her between hooded eyes her dark hair was a mess, and there was a twinkle in her eyes that reminded me of the stars at night. She twinkled, and flickered in the moonlight, mesmerizing me. Fuck, I wanted to tell her how much I wanted her just with my cock.
Would she let me fuck her again so soon? I wanted her again, and I knew she wanted me but I wasn’t sure her fragile pussy could take another beating from me just yet.
“What are you doing?” I asked my voice husky while I thought of all the different things I wanted to do with her. She was more than just a conquest, a goal. Yeah, I wanted to possess her, but I also wanted to do other shit with her that didn’t involve a bed or my cock.
One of her nails trailed down my chest digging into my skin leaving an angry red streak in its path.
“Is it too soon to go again?” The side of her mouth lifted in a sexy as hell smile, and a laugh caught in my throat.
“You sure you're ready for more baby? I think we should wait and let you heal a little bit. The first time and second time even can hurt.” I wanted to stab myself for all but saying no to her advancement but I wanted it to be good for her, always and forever. Anytime we shared sex I wanted i
t to be the most amazing thing she would ever experience.
A pout formed on her face, and her eyes filled with sadness. I lifted a hand to her chin, gripping it firmly so that she couldn’t turn away from me as I spoke to her.
“I want to Isabella. Do you feel my cock? How hard is it already? That’s because of you. For you.” I thrust upwards, allowing her to feel the desires coursing throughout my body right at this very moment. After all that I had done for her today, she had to know that I wanted her more than I had anyone else ever.
Her white teeth sank into her pink bottom lip. Was she trying to make me blow my load again?
“I believe you, Logan. I’m just ready for more. I want you again and I don’t know if I’ll get this chance with you again.” The sadness that seeped from her words broke my fucking heart. I couldn’t have her thinking that all I wanted was her virginity and that I wouldn’t be back for more.
A switch flipped inside of me, and something took hold of my emotions and heart. Look up into those hazel eyes I knew I had to do something.
“I’m going to give you what you want sweetheart, but it’s not going to be gentle or kind. It’s going to be rough, and dirty. It’s going to make you question every single thing I’ve ever said to you, but you’re going to know that with every thrust of my cock inside that sweet pussy of yours that I love you. You’ll never question that… I promise you.”
Isabella nodded her head and I couldn’t help but want to say, you don’t know what you’re agreeing to just yet babe.
Instead, I ignored the need to explain myself to her, and flipped her over to her belly across the bed in one fluid motion. Then I grabbed both of her arms in one hand pushing them above her head while I centered my cock at her entrance. She pushed back against me as if she wanted to tempt the beast inside of me.
“Not a good idea Isabella,” I growled into her ear leaning into her body, the head of my cock slipping through her folds. Her breath hitched as I slid it back and forth the movement’s feather soft.
