“Shhh… I got you, Care Bear. I got you.”
I hear his voice and feel his breath against my face. I hear my old nickname and my body relaxes slowly, he lets go of my hands and I open my eyes that I didn’t remember closing.
He slides down to his knees and my vision is hazy because I’m so excited. Still, the sight of him on his knees in front of me, steals my breath. My hands move down to tease through his hair again, but he looks up at me and traps me with his eyes.
“Keep your hands flat against the wall, Carrie,” his order is quiet but full of demand.
“Jacob…”
“Do it.”
I swallow at the command in his voice, but flatten my hands against the wall and wait.
“Good girl. You want to be my good girl don’t you?”
I lick my lips, almost afraid of this new Jacob. I nod yes, because I’m not a fool. I want more. Heck at this point, I need more.
He smiles and that smile is full of cocky male and promises bad things. I apparently am a lover of bad things, because I feel myself getting even wetter and his fingers slide in a little further. How far can he go?
He uses one of his hands to open my pussy to him. Cool air hits my clit. It is in direct contrast to the heat that flushes and travels through my body as Jacob’s studies me.
“Damn Princess, you have the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen. Look at all these pretty red curls trying to hide you from me. We’re going to have to shave that. Later though, right now I’m way too hungry for you.”
I bite my lip to keep from crying out as he flattens his tongue and licks my clit, pushing against it.
“Oh god…” Not very intelligent but all I can manage at this point. It only gets better when Jacob somehow captures my clit between his teeth and flicks his tongue back and forth. It’s similar to what he did to my breasts, only better… like a thousand times better.
All the while, he continues to move his fingers very gently back and forth inside of me. With each thrust his fingers sink further inside of me.
“Jacob, I think… I’m going…”
I’m gasping trying to figure out what I want to say, but unable to be coherent enough to put the words together.
He growls. He literally growls against my pussy and once again sucks my clit into his mouth, humming against it. His fingers pick up speed. Faster he slides in and out of me and I can hear the sound of him plunging through my wetness. His fingers become harder, relentless as they drive into me. My hips rock, following him with each withdrawal before he plunges back in. I’m riding his hand, trying to take in every touch, every feeling. I can feel a climax building, and I try to fight it off. I don’t want this to end.
“Let go, Carrie. Let it go for me. I want to hear you as you come all over my face.”
His words combined with the way he is working me, send me over the edge. I scream out his name in one long, broken cry.
My head goes back hard against the wall, but I barely notice it as my body quakes in release.
It feels as if all the bones in my body have melted. I can only moan and tremble while Jacob picks me up and carries me to the bed. He lays me down and I open my eyes to smile, there is so much I want to say to him. So many words come to mind. Three certain words are the ones I long to say.
I love you.
I can’t say that. I know I can’t. Luckily, all thought stops when Jacob pulls off the gray sweats he is wearing.
I have never seen a man naked before. Well okay, I’ve seen pictures, but as far as seeing a live, naked man standing in front of me? That has never happened. The fact that the man is Jacob, along with the fact that he is oh-my-god-holy-smokes-flat-out-gorgeous, fries what little brain receptors I have. All I would be able to do is babble some unintelligible words, so I bite my tongue to stop them.
I do reach out though, I can’t help it. Finally, I get to touch him, to feel him. My hands collide with the warm skin of his abdomen. I flex my fingers wanting to feel more…to dig in and never let go.
I don’t get the chance though because Jacob grabs my hands and pushes me back completely against the mattress.
“Princess, I told you, no touching.”
“Please Jacob, I want to feel you…”
“Not now, I need to concentrate on you. I know this is your first time and if you touch me, I won’t be able to make it good for you. Do you trust me?”
Make it good for me? Can it get any better than what we just shared? That has already blown every preconception I had of what an orgasm feels like. His dark brown eyes are right in front of mine. Until this moment, I thought I knew everything about Jacob, but his eyes are not brown. Well they are, they’re like a dark brown but they have these flecks of green and gold in them…Hazel…the most beautiful shade of Hazel I could ever imagine, so deep and drugging. I swallow at the darkness I see in them. I know, well I have always known that Jacob has demons that threatened to consume him, but now? Now, I can feel them radiating off of him and I want to fix him, I want to save him. I just don’t know how. So, even though I want to argue? Even though, I want to scream that it is my first time and because it is, I want to be able to wrap my arms around him and hold him to me? I don’t. I don’t do any of that. I nod yes.
He rummages until he finds a scarf I had in the clothes he dumped out. I try to get up again. I’m not sure why, to be honest. Jacob is naked, it’s a really good show and it just feels like I should be closer.
He doesn’t let me though. He pulls my hands above my head and wraps the scarf around my wrists. I should panic, but Jacob is on his knees beside me, he’s bent over wrapping my wrists up and his penis is jutted out in front of my face. I’ve never seen a penis this close up…umm…okay I’ve never seen a real live penis! More importantly, I’ve never seen Jacob’s penis!
My first instinct is to touch it. It’s large, thick and I guess I can’t judge, but beautiful. The head is glistening with moisture and I’m dying to run my thumb over it. My hands pull against the restraint of the scarves, but I get nowhere. He’s secured me to one of the metal spindles on the headboard.
“Jacob, I want to touch…it.”
“It?” He asks looking at me now that he has finished securing the scarf.
“Your…you know.”
Jacob laughs and it is a really good sound, but since it is me he is laughing at? Kind of embarrassing.
“Princess, I’m about to make you real familiar with my ‘you know’. I think the least you could do is say the word, don’t you?”
“I want to touch your…penis.”
He laughs again, but this time the look on his face is worth it. He reminds me of the old Jacob like this. His face relaxed, almost happy and the sound of his laughter is free and easy. This gift alone makes me forget my embarrassment. I don’t have time to dwell on it however. He moves to lay beside me, his hand rough and callused, moves down and rests against my stomach. His head tilts over me and his lips slide briefly against mine.
“I like having you completely at my mercy, Princess. You’re mine to do whatever I want,” he whispers against my lips and I can’t stop my tongue from reaching out to gently stroke his lips and taste him.
Chapter 16
Dancer
Her tongue shyly slides between my lips and just that simple movement makes me feel like I’ve won a war. Which is completely false since I’m being a major dick. She wants to touch me and she deserves to. I’m not stupid. I know this will be Carrie’s first time and it should be special. I can’t let my guard down enough—not now. If she touches me the wrong way, or does something to remind me like she did before? I could accidentally hurt her and I can’t handle the thought of that, not again. So for both our sakes, I need to restrain her. I will just have to make sure I make up for it in other ways. She’s a virgin and completely innocent. Maybe she won’t notice that something is off—maybe I can make sure she doesn’t notice?
I take over the kiss, devouring her as I’ve wanted to do since the beg
inning. The taste of her is drugging. My tongue keeps plunging back in needing more. I feel her moan break free as I finally release her mouth, only to kiss down her neck. Her skin is salty-sweet and unlike anything I’ve had before.
I kiss every inch of her I can reach, while using my hands to touch her, and praise her. Her skin is so smooth, so warm and soft that I could spend hours doing nothing but touching…worshipping her.
I slide one of my hands into that wet as fuck pussy. When she had ridden my hand earlier, I nearly came in my damn pants. I watched her eyes the entire time and when I felt her cream slide out against my fingers it took all I had not to join her.
I let my fingers dance along her clit, petting it and slowly bringing her where I need her to be, her hips thrust out and she moans at my intrusion.
“Jacob, it’s…tender…”
“It’s fucking perfect. You’re perfect. I can’t wait to be inside of you,” I answer bringing my lips to her ear. I use my other hand to play with her hair and hold her head as I continue torturing her clit.
“Oh god… I can’t stand it,” she gasps, her hips bucking wildly against my hand as she clamps down trying to ride. Her moves are out of rhythm and unpracticed and damn, it excites me.
I own this, no one else…just me.
Me.
No other bastard has got this from her. I’ll kill any motherfucker who tries.
“It’s time for our first lesson, Princess,” I whisper close to her ear, before stretching over her to suck her nipple into my mouth. I suck so hard, I know my mark will be there in the morning. Hell, I’m going to mark her entire body, just because I fucking can.
“Lesson?” She questions, her hips rocking faster. She’s bearing down so tight against my hand, I’m amazed with the force she’s using to ride.
“Carrie, you’re my woman, aren’t you?”
“Yes.”
She answers immediately, no denying it, playing coy or bargaining—just straight out admitting it. I feel something inside of me lighten with her agreement.
“My woman doesn’t use the word penis.”
“Jacob!”
She screams out my name as I push two of my fingers inside of her. She’s so wet they slide in further than before and I can feel the barrier of her virginity.
I’ve fucked a lot of women, but this is new ground to me. I hope like hell I can make it good for her. I promise myself that I won’t let her out of bed the whole day so I can make sure sex is something she wants…fuck that, to make sure sex with me is something she craves. That’s my goal.
“Jacob, I’m going… I’m going to orgasm again.”
“You’re going to come, Carrie. Say it.”
Her head is thrown back against the mattress. That gorgeous hair is strung all over her pillow. Her eyes are closed, her lips swollen, wet and open and her body is moving to a pace I am setting. Magnificent.
“Say it, Carrie. Tell me you’re going to come. I want to hear that dirty little word from your lips.”
“I’m going to come…” She cries out, the word comes echoing out in the room.
I smile. I smile like a fucking loon at her words.
“That’s good, Princess. You deserve a reward,” I say, biting along the corded muscle in her neck.
“I do?” She asks her voice soft and breathless.
“Yeah baby, you do. Do you want my cock?”
“I…Jacob…” She cries, as I push my thumb hard against her clit and fuck her with my fingers, stretching her passage and curling them to get her ready. God, she’s so tight. She’s going to squeeze the hell out of my dick. I take my hand away from her pussy and sit up. She moans out her displeasure.
“What, baby?” I ask moving so I’m sitting in between her legs. I pull her legs further apart and push so her knees are bent close to her chest.
She’s exposed completely, her hungry pussy pulsating, so slick it’s glossy with her need. I thrust my fingers back in at the same time flattening my tongue out and licking that clit which is so engorged, I know she’s about to explode.
“I… oh…yes…that… Jacob, keep doing that.”
I smile. That doesn’t sound like a shy virgin at all. Breaking her in is going to be fun. She’s going to be a wildcat, I can feel it. The anticipation is almost as good as the taste of her on my tongue… almost.
“I can’t, Princess. I’m going to give you my cock. You want my big fat cock in this pussy don’t you? You want me inside of you, right?” I ask moving my tongue teasingly over her clit, lapping at it like it’s the last taste of my favorite ice cream.
“Yes…” She whimpers, clenching against my fingers which I’ve thrust back into her pussy and just leave there, refusing to move. She’s tightening up and trying to ride them, but can’t. I refuse to let her close her legs to get the traction she needs.
“Jacob please, stop torturing me!” She cries out.
“Aw baby, I’m sorry. I just love the taste of you so much I can’t seem to stop. You taste like fucking nectar of the gods. I could eat out this sweet little pussy for days on end and never get enough,” I explain taking my fingers out, smiling at her disappointed moan.
“Oh… please, I need to…”
“Say it.”
“I need to come.”
“Good girl. Just for that, I’m going to be nice.”
I lift her ass, sliding a pillow under it. I slam my fingers back in her pussy curling them upward and fuck her hard with them while eating out this sweet little cunt with all I’ve got. It doesn’t take long. She detonates, riding my face, bathing me with her sweet cum. I growl with hunger, because it’s not enough—not by a long shot. I want more. I’m going to have more.
I position myself at her opening and stretch over the top of her perfect body.
“Princess, you have the sweetest tasting pussy I’ve ever had.”
“Jacob…” she moans, her body moving restlessly and still quaking from her release.
I use my hand to slide my cock back and forth over her throbbing clit, teasing both of us.
“Eyes on me, Carrie.”
She slowly opens her eyes, the green color glows back at me. Her pupils are so dilated they could swallow a man in their depths.
“Untie me now, Jacob… please. Please, let me touch you.”
Motherfucker!
“Taste how sweet you are, Carrie,” I say to divert her, slamming my lips against hers and thrusting my tongue in her mouth. I rest my cock in between the lips of her pussy and just glide there gently while she kisses me back, her tongue fighting with mine.
“You taste good don’t you, Princess? Do you see why I need more and more? Soon, I’m going to spend hours, doing nothing but eating your pussy until you pass out from the pleasure.”
I pull back now, once again positioning my cock. I’m dying to be inside of her.
“Carrie. Eyes. Now,” I order.
She instantly opens them again and locks onto me.
“Don’t take them off of me, Princess. Not once. I want to see it all.”
She bites her lip nervously, but nods.
“It may hurt, but I promise I’ll make it feel good soon.”
She gives another slight nod. I don’t want to hurt her. To be honest I don’t know anything about taking a virgin. I figure I’ve given her enough pleasure to make up for the pain and this sure isn’t the end of it. I caved because I wasn’t going to let Bull claim her. With this taste of her I know it’s not going to stop—not now. Fuck, maybe never. I’ve not felt alive in so long and with Carrie I feel way more than just alive.
I take a breath and then brace myself on top of her and plunge inside. I feel a barrier, but she’s so slick and with just a small thrust I push through and suddenly I’m completely inside. It sounds stupid. It sounds ridiculous, but I’m home. I fucking like being the only one to have been here.
Carrie cries out at the intrusion and those beautiful green eyes water. It takes all I have, but I hold myself still—letting
her become accustomed to me.
“I’m in now, baby. Tell me when it starts to feel better.”
“It burns,” She confesses and one lone tear rolls down her cheek.
I lean down and kiss away the tear and then kiss down her neck making a path down to her breast. I capture a nipple between my teeth and worry it with my tongue. Teasing gently, but never stopping. I’m trying to get her back to the point I need her. I put all my weight on one arm while sliding my hand down between us. I tease her clit.
“Jacob…” She gasps and I can feel the moisture gathering around my cock and slide a little further in.
“That’s it, Care Bear, you feel so good baby. There’s never been anything better.”
“Jacob….”
“You’re fucking amazing, Care. Amazing,” I praise.
“I need more,” She gasps her hips trying to move under my weight.”
“I got you baby, now comes the good part.”
I pull almost all the way out and then push back in. Slowly at first, but when she starts to follow my rhythm, I pick up speed.
“Fuck yeah. Lock your legs around me and hold on.”
I know she’s a virgin, I know the importance of what I just took from her. Yet, I can’t slow down. It is beyond me. I’m too far gone.
I have the presence of mind to manipulate her clit, bringing her to the edge again. I can feel my balls tighten and I know I’m going to blow.
“Come for me, Princess. One more time, let me feel you come all over my cock,” she moans as I pull up on her hip and sink down to my balls.
Fuck, it can’t get any better.
That’s my last sane thought as she calls out my name. It blends with my groans. Her walls ripple against my dick and takes every drop of cum I have to give her.
I was wrong, it can get better. It just did.
Chapter 17
Carrie
Wow.
I should probably think of something more profound, but I’m pretty sure my brain is mush. All I got is… wow. Jacob is lying beside me, one hand across my stomach. I feel the other against my side. His fingers moving up and down along my thigh. I’m trying to process everything. I don’t think I was prepared for sex, not sex this intense. It is everything and more than I thought it would be with Jacob. It was perfect. Except, it wasn’t, not really.
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