by Vivian Ward
Not knowing what to say, I just nodded my head and made my way into the kitchen. Shay kept looking at me, paying close attention to my face.
“I can’t believe how different you look with your face completely shaved,” she said with a smile.
“Yeah, I really don’t know what I was thinking. It looks terrible,” I said, rubbing my hands along where my beard had been earlier that day.
“What are you talking about? I love it. You look so good. I mean, I liked the beard too, but I really like this.”
I smiled, finally feeling like shaving wasn’t a mistake.
“What is this?” she asked, scanning my face. “Is that a dimple I see? It is!”
Shay reached up and ran her hand along my cheek. Her sudden touch made me freeze up, my entire body becoming stiff under her touch.
It was a reflex that I’d developed in prison. Just as soon as I froze up, I allowed myself to relax, leaning my head against her hand.
As soon as I felt her hand on my face, it was gone. She’d jerked her hand away. She smiled an uncomfortable smile at me and turned towards the kitchen table.
The table was already set for the fantastic meal that she prepared for the two of us.
“Damn, I know I’m a big guy but why’d you make so much food?” I joked.
“I don’t know. I wasn’t sure what you liked so I kind of made a little bit of everything.”
The two of us shared a laugh at her reasoning as we sat down to eat. I couldn’t believe how good everything tasted. She made all kinds of foods. Some things were fried while others had been baked in the oven.
There were some items that she didn’t even know what they were. She just followed recipes she’d found online. Eventually, she told me that she searched what to make for a dinner date at home and ended up on Pinterest.
“Pinterest? What’s Pinterest?” I asked her.
“You don’t know what Pinterest is?” Shay joked, thinking I was pulling her leg.
“I have no clue. Is it like a cookbook or something?”
“Have you been living under some kind of rock? Pinterest is a website where people share their favorite things. In this instance, I was searching for recipes and, as you can see, found way too many.”
I nodded, acting like I knew what she was talking about. Even before I went to prison, I wasn’t exactly too big on computers.
Still, I figured I better be careful, or she may start to question why I didn’t seem to know much about anything that had become popular in the last five years.
The two of us continued to eat while talking and laughing the entire time. When the meal was over, I helped her clear the plate and wash up the dishes.
“You don’t have to do that,” she said. “You’re my guest. Why don’t you go have a seat while I finish this up?”
“No way. After the great meal you prepared, this is the least I can do. I insist.”
“Okay then, I appreciate it very much. I just hope you saved a little room. There’s a few dessert options for later.”
Dessert options? Was she saying what I thought she was saying?
“What kind of options?” I asked, hoping I already knew the answer.
“I whipped up a few things. They’re all chilling in the fridge for now. They should be ready in the next hour or so.”
Damn. I was way off on that one.
After we were done cleaning up from our meal, we moved the conversation into her living room. She sat on one end of the couch, and I sat on the other, our bodies turned inward towards one another.
I leaned back, resting my arm on the back of the couch while she sat with her legs folded under herself. As we talked, I noticed that she had a habit of running her fingers through her hair.
She only did it when she was the one doing the talking. It had to be some kind of nervous reaction. Whatever the case, I liked it.
I made sure to control the conversation, not wanting to give her many opportunities to ask me about my past. She told me about her job and the fact that, while she hates working in a convenience store, the money she’ll make once she advances will more than make up for it.
I learned that she wasn’t close to any members of her family, but didn’t press the issue. I’d love to know why, especially if there was a chance that we could both have a similarly fucked up background but that would just lead to more questions asked of me.
Before either of us knew it, we’d been sitting on the couch for hours. Those hours felt like minutes. I felt so comfortable with her. It was a feeling hat I’d never felt with anyone else before. When I was with her, I was happy. Everything felt right.
“I don’t mean to sound sappy or anything, but I’m really glad we were able to get together tonight,” she told me, and she smiled and looked into my eyes.
“I am too. This has been really nice,” I replied, shifting my position just a bit to move in a little closer to her.
Shay Kind of looked me up and down and smiled at me.
Shit, I didn’t take that one as smooth as I should have.
“So, you ready for some dessert?” she asked.
There was something about the way she’d just asked me the question. She spoke in a hushed tone, her breathing a little heavier than it had been. She blinked at me as she waited for an answer, her eyes looking as though they were being weighed down in anticipation.
I could feel the ache inside of me getting stronger. It was a feeling that I’d had from the moment I stepped into the apartment, but now that we were sitting right next to each other, it was getting to be more than I could take. While Shay involuntarily licked her lips, I let out a deep breath and shook my head up and down.
I was well aware that any discussion about food was out the window. I looked her in the eyes, neither of us blinking.
Shay smiled a nervous smile before biting her bottom lip. Making sure to move much more smoothly than earlier, I maneuvered myself even closer to her.
I could see the excitement in the sparkles of her eyes. I felt like, for the first time since we’d met, that she wanted just as much as I wanted her.
I leaned in closer to her, cupping her face with my hand and using my fingertips to lightly rub into her neck. Shay exhaled and leaned into my touch.
I knew that this was my chance and wasn’t about to let it pass by. I brought her face to mine and gently kissed her lips. Her lips were soft, and it felt like they were made to kiss mine.
The second kiss was harder, causing Shay to open her mouth. Taking my top lip between hers, she gave it a slight tug and a little bit of a suck. I moaned, even though I hadn’t intended to.
Shay began to take control as she grabbed me by the side of my face and pulled me in closer to her. Our kisses got heavier, and I started using my tongue more and more, dipping it into her mouth, licking her lips and caressing her tongue with mine. She made soft whimpering noises, which had me rock hard in a matter of seconds.
Her hands grabbed at my hair, pulling me in closer and closer. Before I knew it, I was completely leaned over the top of her body with her lying down on the couch beneath me, her legs wrapped around my waist. I moved with her, slowly lowering myself down on top of her.
After weeks and weeks of fantasizing about her, it was finally happening. I wanted to be as close to her as I possibly could be.
I also knew that I was a big guy so I had to use my arm to brace my bodyweight so I wouldn’t crush. Supporting myself using the back of the couch, I pushed my hips into hers, using my hands to feel around the curves of her body.
For a curvy girl, her body was tight as hell. I ran my hand all the way around to her ass, grabbing a handful and pulling her into me.
I stopped for a moment and looked her in the eyes. Before I took things any further, I wanted to be sure we were on the same page.
I remembered Curtis telling me that she was a good girl. Even as bad as I wanted her, I wanted to make sure she wanted me in the same ways. I didn’t want to go too far too fast and ruin things
before anything even got started.
Shay’s eyes were filled to the brim with lust and desire. The look she gave me seemed to burn straight through to my soul. The look on her face made me freeze and took it in, her beauty having an effect on me. Before I knew what hit me, she grabbed me by my hair and pulled me to her.
I felt like I was an awkward preteen, fumbling with my hands as I pawed at her breasts through the sweater she was wearing.
While we kissed sloppily, I moved my hand down between her legs, turning it just right to be able to press against her sweet spot, providing just a bit of pressure. She gasped in between kisses, making me apply even more pressure before grabbing the top of her jeans and tugging them downward.
Shay cooperated, arching her body and allowing me to remove them and toss them to the side of the couch.
With her jeans discarded, I traced my hand up the inside of her thigh, feeling her soft skin and watching as goose bumps appeared beneath my soft touch.
Making my way up, I rubbed softly through her panties. Shay was already unbelievably wet. It was very apparent even through the soft material. I could also feel the heat radiating from her.
She was moving her hips as I touched her so I continued, this time dipping my fingers inside of her panties. I was pleased to find that she as completely shaven. I ran my fingers down to her clit and started rubbing in a circular motion.
Shay moaned loudly as I looked down at her. She looked hot as hell lying there with her eyes closed, biting her bottom lip.
I rubbed her in a circular motion while using my middle finger to stroke at her pussy lips. They were so soft and warm. As the spread for my fingers, her wetness engulfed my finger, allowing it to sink into her easily.
I loved the way her pussy engulfed my finger, squeezing tightly on it. I could only imagine how much it would squeeze my cock.
Shay was completely at my mercy as I alternated fucking her with my finger and pulling it out and using it to rub her clit. It didn’t take long before her labored breathing got even harder and she climaxed for me.
As tight as she had been before, her orgasm only caused her to clamp down even more on my finger. She arched her back and pushed her pelvis against my hand, moaning to herself as her legs began to shake.
When she came down from her orgasmic high, I slowly removed my finger from within her. I had to fight the urge to lick her juices off my finger, afraid that doing so would make her think I was some kind of weirdo or creep. Instead, I just looked down at her, waiting to see what was going to happen next.
Her eyes were still closed, and I had no clue what I was supposed to say to her at that point. Eventually, she opened her eyes a smiled an embarrassed smile in my direction.
“Are you good?” I asked her, realizing that maybe it wasn’t the best choice of words at that moment.
I just didn’t want her to regret what had just happened between us. I was concerned that maybe I’d moved too fast for her. Had it been too much too soon? I was getting worried until she smiled and looked up at me.
“Yeah, I’m good,” she replied, her smile suddenly turning into a bit of a frown. “It’s just that I really don’t want to stop,” she confided in me, looking up to gauge my reaction. Apparently she was worried about the same thing I was.
“Nobody said we had to stop anything baby girl,” I stated with a chuckle as I moved my hands up to her hips and wrapped my arms around her.
I needed her more than I even realized. I lifted her up off the couch, allowing her to wrap her legs around my waist while kissing my neck and I carried her from the living room to the bedroom.
Shay slid off me and had me sit down on the edge of her bed while she slowly removed her shirt. I was in awe of how amazing she looked standing there in nothing but her panties and bra. I soaked up the view of her body, taking it all in as though I was trying to commit it to my memory.
In my opinion, her body was the very definition of perfection. I could see that she took care of herself. Her body had good muscle tone while being curvy at the same time. She was firm and tight but supple and soft in all the areas that really mattered.
With a soft touch, I ran my hand along her waist, enjoying the feeling of her curvy hips. I ran my hand even further down her thigh before bending down to kiss her stomach.
I couldn’t get enough of the soft, smooth feel of her body. She also smelled so good. Her scent was sweet, kind of like fresh flowers. Shay pushed me backward and began pulling my shirt up and over my head.
Standing up off the bed, she looked tiny lying there under my large frame. She reached up to me, running her hands up and down over my chest, feeling my muscles, before trailing her fingers down towards my stomach and continuing until she reached my belt.
Using it as leverage, she pulled me in close to her and began kissing my chest. The feeling turned me on even more than I already was, causing me to grab her by the hair.
She continued kissing along my chest, stopping to lick on my nipple, alternating her kisses with light nibbles. Before I knew what was happening, she had my belt undone and my zipper down.
Shay tugged on my pants, trying to pull them down. She wasn’t making much progress, so I helped her by yanking them down myself and tossing them on the floor next to the bed.
When I looked up, I was able to follow her eyes as she was staring at my cock poking through my boxers. My erection was standing straight out, looking like it was trying to break through the barrier of my underwear. Shay didn’t waste another second.
She slid her hand into my boxers and pulled them down past my knees, where I finished kicking them off onto the floor. With a hand firmly planted on my chest, she pushed me down onto the bed, where I sat, watching as she slid her panties off and unclasped her bra.
She had perfect tits. They were high and perky. My favorite thing about them was the way they jiggled slightly with each move she made.
As she approached me, I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her into me, taking one of her breasts into my mouth. I flicked my tongue over her hardened nipple while I listened to her moaning into my ear. I loved the sounds she made when I was pleasuring her.
She braced herself by placing both of her hands on my shoulder. Every flick of my tongue made her moan a little more. Every soft kiss on her skin was met with a sigh. Each touch I placed on her body made her whimper with pleasure.
I enjoyed the effect I was having on her. She had no idea how bad I’d been wanting this. I had a feeling it was going to be good, but I had no clue just how good it was going to be.
My body felt like it was going to explode in anticipation. I couldn’t wait any longer. I moved my hands to her back and run them down until I reached her backside.
She had a fantastic ass. It was high and round, just the way I liked it. I continued kissing, licking, and nibbling on her nipples as I squeezed her ass and pulled her body towards me until she straddled me.
Shay grabbed my shoulders for support as she raised her ass up and slid her pussy slowly down onto my cock. I tried to play it cool but I couldn’t. I let out a loud groan as the sensation of her slowly sliding down onto me became too much to handle.
I couldn’t believe how tight she was. Her pussy felt amazing wrapped around me like a glove. I wrapped my arms around her and pressed my head against her body, closing my eyes and enjoying the sensation of her moving up and down on me.
She started off by riding me slowly, almost as though she was trying to tease me. I could feel a frenzy starting to build deep inside my body.
As good as she felt on top of me, I wanted more. I wanted to take her harder and faster. I wanted to pound her hard and show her what it was like to be taken by a real man.
Reaching around her body, I lifted her up, turned my body, and tossed her onto the bed. I positioned myself at the side of the bed between her legs and watched as she opened them for me with no hesitation.
I grabbed her legs and entered her, starting off slowly, letting her feel every inch
of me sliding into her body. As soon as I was pushed into her as deep as I would go, I leaned down and kissed her deeply.
Shay wrapped her arms around my neck, moving her hands up and down over the muscles in my back as I moved myself in and out of her. Her moans became louder and louder until they transformed into uncontrolled screams.
She was losing herself in me just like I was losing myself in her. We were getting lost in one another. This was exactly what I’d wanted since the day I met her. I wanted to show her that I was different. I wanted to make her feel things that no other man had ever been able to make her feel.
I started pumping into her harder and faster, her pussy squeezing my dick tightly. Her legs clamped down around my waist, and her grip on my neck tightened. She screamed loudly as the pleasure of another orgasm took over her.
The sound of her screams and the feeling of her cumming was too much for me to take. I pushed her down onto the bed and emptied myself into her. All of my weight was on her as my dick continued pumping. I came for what felt like forever until I made one last big thrust into her before allowing my body to relax.
I felt the beads of sweat on my forehead and tried to control my breathing, but I felt like I’d just had the best workout of my life. I slowly pulled myself out of her and moved over to her side.
Both of us were out of breath and completely unable to talk. Instead, we both laid together, each of us completely satisfied in ways that we’d never experienced before. I’d finally gotten what I’d been wanting more than anything in the world, and this was only the start of things to come. She was going to be mine from then until the end of time. I just knew it.
Chapter 7
Nick
The weeks that followed our first time together were some of the best weeks I’d ever had in my life. I couldn’t remember a single time when I’d ever been happier.
Of course, with everything that’s gone down in my life, it wasn’t really hard to say that, but I had a feeling that even if I’d had a perfect life up until that point, I still would have felt the same way.
