by J. L. Beck
She wrinkled her nose at me, “I’ve had bigger, so yes.” She narrowed her eyes as she grabbed my shaft her other hand gently cupping my balls. Oh, fuck. I clenched my fists at my sides and tipped my head back.
Was it possible this little virgin had had bigger than me in her mouth? Did she swallow? Was she really as innocent as I assumed?
I watched her through hooded eyes as she took my cock into her mouth, at first just taking the tip while swirling her tongue around it. She was teasing, tempting me trying to see if I would snap and slam my cock into the back of her throat.
She stared up at me as she took more cock into her mouth, her eyes never leaving mine as she took me inch by inch into her throat. The warmth of her mouth combined with the massaging she was doing on my balls was almost too much.
The need to fuck her mouth overtook me, and I slammed the last remaining inches in her mouth. She gagged around my cock and I smiled knowing she had been lying about having had bigger in her mouth.
“Don’t lie to me again, Isabella, because next time I’ll fuck your mouth without stopping. Do you understand me?” I growled. I was frenzied with the need to take from her, my patience had dissipated a while ago, and now we were going on borrowed time.
She nodded, her eyes watering as she inhaled through her nose, her tongue swirling over the tip of my cock again.
“Fuckkkk.” I sighed, placing my hand against the back of her head to guide her into submission. I started out slow, allowing her to move and take as much as she wanted of me and as she became more comfortable, I upped the pace. My cock hitting the back of her throat with precision.
She moaned around my cock and my hands fisted into her hair. All I could feel was the warmth of her around me and her sweet as fuck mouth taking my dick into her throat.
My toes curled in my boots, and my balls pulled up, a shiver running down my spine. “I’m going to cum…” I sighed, feeling the distinct pleasure building in my belly. The fire burned through my body as I gripped her hair pulling it ever so slightly. Lightning showed behind my eyes as they flickered closed, my hot seed spilling into the back of her throat.
She swallowed every last drop, her tongue gliding across the tip as if she couldn’t get enough. When she released me with a pop from her mouth, I wanted to pick her up and slam her against the wall and have my way with her, bringing her to the brink of pleasure and pain.
Gratitude and warmth filled my chest. This girl, this amazingly beautiful girl, swallowed my cum like a champ. There was no way she was as naïve as she was leading on.
“Fuck, Isabella. I’ve never come that fast before. Where did you learn that?” I couldn’t help but ask. I had to know. Her cheeks warmed as she let me help her up off her knees.
“I’ve only done it a few times, and I’ve read about it more times than I can count. I guess I just based it off of the reaction from the characters in the books I read. If they like it then, you probably will too.”
Holy fuck she was a bookworm who read dirty romance novels. Thank you, fucking Jesus.
“Lord have mercy on my soul. You’ve read those dirty books that were turned into movies didn’t you?” I couldn’t wipe the smug smile from my face. A shit-eating grin pulled at her lips.
“If you’re referring to Fifty Shades of Grey, then yes. Mr. Grey is one of my favorites.” All I could hear was the blood rushing in my ears. I needed this woman like I needed air to breathe.
“Then you want to be possessed.” I stepped into her space, my chest flush against hers. “Dominated. Owned. Worshipped.” I snagged her lips with my teeth, pulling her closer to me, crushing our mouths together. I kissed her with so much passion and need that for a second I nearly believed this could work between us.
She sighed into my chest, her body melting as I cupped her cheeks, kissing the life back into her.
“I want to be owned by you.” She whispered. She had no fucking idea what she was asking for.
“I don’t want to own you, Isabella. I just want you to be mine. All mine.” I barely got the words out, my heart beating furiously in my ears as I spoke. I was terrified, scared out of my fucking mind at falling for someone when they may not feel the same way about me.
“I’m yours, Logan. I want you and I want to give you the most fragile pieces of my soul and body. I want you to take them and possess them like only you can.” I cradled her face in my hands, her delicate features showing nothing but honesty and adoration.
“How did I get so fucking lucky?” The question settled between us as I hoisted her up, grabbing her by the hips, and forcing her legs to wrap around my midsection. I wanted to take her upstairs and deflower her. To own her pussy, the way she owned my heart.
“All I can thank about is you. Your hands, your mouth, your cock, in or on me in some way.” I squeezed one of her ass cheeks, digesting what she had just said.
“Shhh. Be, a good girl. I need to have some type of patience for your first time, and with all the dirty talking you’re doing right now I won’t be able to take you gently if you keep it up. Understand?” I placed soft kisses against her throat, her head tipping back as I guided us towards the stairs. I had to bury myself to the hilt in that tight pussy of hers or I would die.
“What if I don’t want you to take me gently? What if I want you to own me? To possess my body and mind, the way you possess my heart?” Anxiety tumbled around in my belly as my body shook with need.
Ding-dong. Ding-dong. Ding-dong.
I could hear the doorbell ringing off in the distance but I didn’t care. They could leave, hell the entire town could burn to the ground and I would still stay put right where I was.
“I’ve got to get the door, Logan.” Isabella pleaded, her fingers threading through my hair, forcing shivers to run down my spine, the pleasure of her touch nearly bringing me to my knees.
And even though I didn’t want to I released her, all while wondering If I hadn’t even tasted her the way I wanted to yet and had a problem letting her go, what would happen once I finally tasted her?
It was then that I knew she already owned me.
Chapter Seven
Isabella
I didn’t want to stuff my face with pizza in front of Logan, but the truth was I was fucking starving and this time it was for more than just his cock. I slipped the delivery guy a twenty and took the pizza from him, closing the front door behind me. Logan was still standing in the same spot he had been a moment ago, a look of anguish on his face. I didn’t understand what was going on inside his head and I wasn’t ready to ask, because if he didn’t feel the same way as me it would shatter my fucking heart.
If there was any man I wanted to take my virginity it was Logan. Not his brother. Not anyone else. Him. Only him. Nothing would change any of that either.
“Pizza?” I quipped, setting the box down in the kitchen as I grabbed a slice for myself. Logan watched me, his eyes hiding any emotions that he was feeling. I took a giant bite out of the slice of pizza, ignoring any grease that dripped off of it and onto my face in the process.
“You…” Logan spoke, but it came out as a whisper. Confusion marred my face.
“Huh?” I spoke around the food in my mouth, being as un-lady like as it came. He crossed the room in a flash, his large body towering over mine as he leaned into my face, his lips once again mere inches away from mine. I could feel an electrical charge forming between our bodies as heat pulsed between my legs.
Would it always be this way between us, him wanting me as badly as I wanted him? Or would the sensation wear off after the deed had been done and he had finally claimed me?
“You. I want to eat you. I’ve never wanted to eat a woman’s pussy as badly as I want to eat yours.” Shit. Holy fucking shit. My pussy clenched at the mere image of him on his knees before me, holding my hips in place while he devoured me, licking and nibbling my clit relentlessly.
Air rushed from my lungs as I lunged for him, dropping the pizza in the process. I didn’t care about
anything more than him. Our lips smashed together, and it was like fire and gasoline touching for the first time. An explosion of feelings filled my belly as I let him pull me into his arms.
“I want that. I want you. All of you.” I whispered gasping for air as I peppered his lips and throat with kisses. My nails dug into his shoulders with the deep need to be closer to him. There was too much fabric, hell there was too much air separating our bodies. I couldn’t get close enough to him.
“Your fucking innocence is going to kill me, Isabella, you know that right?” His voice was sultry, smooth and warm. My tongue slid against the sensitive flesh of his throat right over his roaring pulse.
“Why is that?” I teased, pulling at the hem of his shirt, knowing he needed my touch as much as I needed his. Instead of answering me, he moved us from the kitchen, through the living room, and in the direction of the stairs at a much faster pace than I had ever seen him move before.
“Don’t tempt me to slam my cock balls deep inside your pussy, when I know you need much more than that right now.” The roughness of his voice turned me on that much more, pushing any fear and restraint I had to the back burner. I let him carry us up the stairs and into my bedroom, my body clinging to his with all my strength, never wanting to let go.
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 it to me?” 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 he couldn’t see through my inexperienced 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 slowly, 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 only to slam it back into me a second later.
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 him 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 veins 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 whisperer; 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 open 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 it 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 bottom 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 my 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.
