by Avery Hawkes
“No!” A finger jutted into my chest. “You were stupid and childish for falling off the face of the earth!” I could sense her anger as her voice shook.
“Not only did you leave me, but you just DISAPPEARED. You didn’t even try to write, skype or anything.”
She crossed her arms and turned away from me, pain filling her voice. She kept talking before I could get a word in.
“I finally thought a man had taken REAL interest in me for who I was. Instead, you took my first kiss and threw it away like it was a piece of trash.”
“I’m here to make that right.” I stepped closer to her, hands reaching for her body. I found her arms and pulled myself in. She didn’t try to flee, but stood there, waiting.
My hand touched her hip, then slid around her back, moving her in toward my own body. It was paradise to have her skin against mine. I could feel my dick starting to harden against my pant leg. Oh fuck did I want her. I yearned for her touch and for her embrace as much as I did for her pussy.
"You jerk," she whispered. "You big, stupid ... jerk ...."
Our lips found each other in the dark as I pressed mine against hers. I brought her closer until her body pressed against me. Her curves tempted me as her soft flesh brushed my abs. Even when we were separated by clothing, I could feel the heat from her warmth.
Our kiss was more passionate than expected. She pushed back, opening her mouth to greet my tongue. Her taste almost made me melt. She was like blueberries and cream; warm and inviting. Rosabella pressed her breasts against my chest, leaning into me.
I caught myself not breathing and pulled back to look at her. Her eyes were half lidded and drunk with lust. There was something else there, lying under the surface that I couldn’t read.
Whatever it was, it was genuine and I was ready to take my chance with her.
I doubled down, grabbing her upper arms and swinging her around until Rosa was up against the door. She hit it with a dull thud, squeaking in surprise.
Fuck, did I love the noises she made.
Again, our lips crashed together, creating a tidal wave of tastes and feelings. My hands ran down her sides, feeling the contours of her body. Oh she felt like heaven beneath my fingertips. When my hands made their way back up, they strayed toward her front, grabbing one of her pert breasts.
She gasped.
“I―" Rosabella moved away from our kiss. “Lance … I don’t know.”
“You don’t know what?” I didn’t waste my time talking, my head lowering toward her neck to plant kisses down toward her collar. Her breathing was becoming more intense by the second.
“I-IS this a good idea?”
“Yes.”
I knew what I wanted and she trusted that it was right. Finally, I could feel her body relax to my kisses. She leaned into them, pressing herself into me like she depended on my embrace to live.
Good.
The next time our lips met, we had memorized the dance. I could sense her movements as soon as she thought of them. Her body responded to my touch with such earnest that I felt like I was on fire with lust. No longer could I ignore the aching in my jeans.
Fucking her was the only thing I wanted.
The black mini dress she was wearing was easy to maneuver with my hands.
Her top pulled down, exposing her bra and shoulders. Helping me, Rosabella wiggled her arms out and then wrapped them around my neck.
Being an old pro, I took no time at all to unclasp the bra straps behind her. Soon, the DD cups that held her breasts fell to the floor and freed her tits.
They were perky, round and perfectly suited to her body type. My rough hand caressed one as I kissed her deeply, pushing her up against the door so she had nowhere to go.
“Ah!” I could feel her squirm with pleasure underneath me. Was she this new to being felt up? I surely hoped so. My lips strayed from hers to nibble on her ear.
“You have to be quiet or your brothers might hear.”
“Screw my brothers,” she replied breathily.
“I’d rather screw you,” I retorted, squeezing her breasts once more.
It was only a few more moments until the rest of her little black dress found itself on the floor. All she had left to her name was a pair of lacy, black panties.
Those would stay on.
My lips found her breasts and I latched on, kissing and licking them. The small sounds that she made drove me to insanity. I loved the way she cooed when I brushed my lips across her skin and the way she cried out when I teased her with a playful bite.
Her hands found my cheeks, then gently guided me back to her face. I loved it when a woman told me what she wanted. Our mouths crashed into each other. It was like high school all over again, but it was even more likely one of her siblings would find us. And this time we wouldn't be just kissing.
The large cock in my pants was starting to feel tortured in its denim prison. One of my thumbs unhooked the front button of my jeans before it popped off from the tension. When the zipper couldn’t go any lower I breathed a sigh of relief.
Before I got any further, Rosabella looked up at me with her large, blue, doe-eyes. There was something mischievous sparkling in them. I grinned back as she wiggled down, lower and lower, toward the bulge that was forcing itself out of my pants.
Her fingers hooked into both my jeans and my underwear, pulling them down until they were close to my knees. My dick stood erect before her face. Fuck did I want her to blow me.
She was slow at first, teasing me with a few light strokes with her hand.
"Put it in your mouth," I whispered down to her. She was hesitant and as I watched her I realized she had no idea what she was doing. I chuckled and ran my hand through her hair. She would need someone to tell her how it's done. Just to be safe, I asked her what I already knew.
"Have you done this before?"
She was shy in her reply, shaking her head no. Rosa bit her lip as she stoked my member. She was adorable.
"I'll teach you," I replied. My hand gently pressed her head toward my dick, and she did as I pleased. She grasped the stalk in one hand, then pressed her soft lips near the head. She paused, glancing back up to me.
"Lick it," I demanded. Her tongue slipped from her mouth and met my throbbing cock. She was warm, slick and inviting. She moved up and down my dick, covering the shaft in her saliva.
"Yeah," I groaned. My fingers dug into her hair and pulled it. After she had teased me so much that I couldn't take it, I finally opened my eyes to look at her. "Open your mouth."
"It's so big, I-I don't think it will fit."
"It's ok baby, just watch your teeth. You'll be fine"
Her lips were back on me, enveloping me and letting me enter her lips. Oh God.
Rosa started slow, glancing up at me to be reassured she was doing alright. Her head bobbed, taking in my cock. She was wet and sucked on me just enough.
I was impressed. She was good for a beginner, even if she was a bit self-conscious. As time went on and I started moaning softly, she gained speed and confidence. Oh God, her mouth was amazing, too amazing. After a few minutes of her focusing on my cock, I was at my limit.
My blood was pounding, focusing on my length. She blew me to the precipice of orgasm, and I just about jumped in head first.
"Stop," I groaned, placing my hand on her head.
Immediately, she let my wet cock fall from her mouth. The worry in her eyes made me smile.
"Are you alright? Did I do anything wrong?" Dammit, she was cute. Still that girl I had trained with in high school.
"No, just the opposite actually," I said. My hand reached out to pull her up from the cold, cement ground of the garage.
She accepted it and stood, her breasts bouncing. Before she could say another word, I turned her around forcefully and then pushed her into the door that led to the hallway.
"Ah!" she exclaimed. "You asshole!"
"You like it," I said, my hand snaking around to touch the warmth between her le
gs. My cock was pressed against her thigh. She didn't try to get away from me or fight back, but moaned at my touch. My fingers slid into her panties, finding the nub at the top of her slit.
"Do you want me?" I asked, playfully.
"Ah!"
I took that as a yes. My cock was hard against her and I positioned it so it was pressed up against her opening.
“Wait!” she said, before I could push into her. It took all of me to stop, wanting more than anything to be one with her. But no meant no, so I paused and looked down at her. The poor thing looked like a deer caught in the headlights. She was shaking slightly and I could see Rosa had something on her mind.
“Are you alright?” I asked, my hand moving away from her warm center. Her beautiful eyes looked down at the ground and she blushed. She had turned her head to the side, so I could see her expression even when I stood behind her.
“I’m a virgin,” she whispered. “I’m just … really nervous.”
“Hey,” I said, kissing her cheek. “I’ll take care of you. We’ll go real slow, okay?”
She thought for a second, biting her lower lip with her teeth. I wanted her to answer on her own, without me trying to push her into sex she didn’t want. It was a big deal for a woman to give up her virginity to a man, especially one who had run off on her for six years.
Finally, she nodded.
I lowered my head to kiss her neck, being a bit gentler with her. I knew she liked it rough and tumble, but we’d warm up to it. For now, I wanted her to feel comfortable. Or, as comfortable as you could be pressed up against a door in a garage.
My hand found her cunt again, rubbing her until she moaned at my every movement. When she pressed her ass cheeks up against me, I knew she wanted my hard cock more than ever.
Using my free hand, I positioned myself so I was pressed up against her womanhood. Compared to the average man, I was pretty thick, so I pressed firmly, but slowly only entering about an inch. She was slick even without lube, dripping and ready for my penis.
She gasped at my dick being inside of her, but I kept going. Pulling back, I got ready to go another few inches, but as I pressed again, she moved her ass back against me, making me go deeper, faster.
I grinned.
So the good-girl virgin was hungry for cock.
“Fill me up,” she gasped. “I want you.”
Instead of going slowly I thrusted into her. Her cunt ate it up and she moaned in pleasure. She was tight and had waited her entire life for my dick to fill her.
“Oh yeah,” I groaned as I started to pump into her. She rocked, gyrating her hips to meet my movements. Rosa grabbed her large breasts and squeezed them. Damn, she was hot.
My thrusts went deeper, asking more from her body, taking her as I pleased. Rosa was mine.
Just as I was finding my way up to the peak of pleasure, getting ready for orgasm, I heard the handle on the door jiggle. We both froze in mid-hump, both of us afraid to be caught. If one of her brothers was trying to get in, I would be a dead man.
The handle jiggled and then the person on the other side gave up. Behind the wood, I could hear the voice of Matteo yelling.
“Hey, does anyone know why the garage is locked?”
Then, he walked off, leaving us in silence in the garage. It took a few minutes before I could breathe a sigh of relief. That was the trouble with fucking at a wake, there was the possibility that family could walk in.
Even so, I wanted to take advantage of Rosa’s cunt while I had it. Instead of stopping, my thrusts got harder, pushing her against the door. It was invigorating to almost be caught, and she was into it too. Her tits were pressed into the door and her fingers grasped at the surface as I fucked her.
“Ah!” I could feel the muscles of her hole contract, hugging my length. She was getting close. My fingers slid back around to her front, flicking her clitoris. That was all it took to send her over the edge.
She had to bite her lip from screaming out. Her entire body quivered in silent orgasm. I pounded her through it, my dick and fingers making good work on her pussy. Soon after, she was panting for air, trying to catch her breath. My hand strayed from her cunt to press against the door.
It was my turn.
I rode her like we were animals. Fast. Hot. Deep. My mind had left me and was replaced by pure, animalistic passion. Rosa, now sensitive from her orgasm, couldn’t help but make noises as I screwed her.
One of my hands grabbed her hair and pulled her head back so I could kiss her cheek. She relented. As I kissed her, the smell of her hair sent me past the point of no return. My dick throbbed and with a fury unleashed my cum. I was glad I’d had the foresight to put a condom on.
After a few more deep thrusts, I sighed, the wave passing through me. It was the best sex I had ever had and it was with my high school sweetheart. It took a few minutes, but eventually I left her opening, then started to dress myself.
Rosa took a few more seconds than I did to catch her breath, then turned around. She looked concerned and I raised my eyebrows to her in acknowledgement.
“So,” I asked, “How was your first time?”
“I-It felt really good.” she replied, trying to find her bra on the ground of her parent’s garage. Her fingers were straying to play with her hair. Something was obviously bothering her.
“Hey,” I said, placing my hand on her waist. “What’s up?”
She couldn’t look at me and that was bothersome, but she spoke nonetheless, “I’m just afraid―I’m just afraid this will be like high school. You’ll take something from me and just up and leave once you got what you wanted.”
I looked taken aback, but then realized she had a point. My hand dug in my jeans to bring up my phone.
“What’s your number?” I asked.
“Um, 555-980-7735?”
“I’m texting you.” I told her, “You’re an amazing girl, and I’m glad we could catch up.” I gave her a wink.
“When will we see each other next?” she asked.
“Soon enough, I’ll keep in touch. Maybe next time we can go running.” I gave her a kiss on her head after she had shimmied her little black dress back on, then pressed the button to the garage door.
With a jolt the large door slowly rose up, revealing my motorcycle. Casually, I walked away from the beautiful woman I had just fucked, straddling my bike as I had straddled her, then revved the engine.
She watched me as I left without another word. If she called after me, it was lost in the sound of my Harley.
Oh I’d be hearing from Rosa Rossi soon.
CHAPTER FOUR
Rosabella
I sat in front of my vanity, straightening my hair. My thoughts were somewhere else, thinking about the way Lance had felt the week before. We had been texting back and forth, but we didn’t want to risk being seen in public, so we had to be careful.
After the wake Matteo had approached me as I was helping clean up in the dining room.
“Hey, did you see that man with the short hair?” he had asked.
“Hmmm?”
“You know, the broad guy. I could have sworn I recognized him. Isn’t he the guy I caught you necking with in high school?”
I shrugged, trying my hardest not to look suspicious. Thank God he hadn’t seen us talking during the party.
“Are you sure?”
“I didn’t notice anyone, sorry,” I replied before turning on my heel with a dirty tray and almost running toward the kitchen.
If Matteo was suspicious, then I had to be careful. While he had matured since his rowdy high school self, the work he was involved in was shady. If he wanted to send Lance a message, it would be deadlier than a punch to the jaw.
“AH!” I burned myself with the straight iron. My neck had a huge welt on the side. “Dammit!”
With a quick tug I unplugged the cord to the iron and placed it down before I did any more damage. While I tried to fix up my blond locks in a way that didn’t require the straightener, I heard a k
nock at my door.
“Come in!” I said.
“Good Morning,” Fathers voice was morose. It was the voice that he used whenever there was bad news. I spun my chair around to smile at him. He was wearing his usual, a light blue button down shirt with a blazer. I could see he didn’t have to work today, since he donned jeans rather than dress pants.
“Hey daddy! What’s up?”
He smiled warmly, but I could tell from the look in his eyes that he was here to discuss something serious. Father folded his hands in front of him.
“Your great aunt, bless her soul―" Daddy made the sign of the cross, always the superstitious Catholic. “She left a will with her lawyer.”
“Oh, do you have any idea who she left her estate to?”
“She didn’t tell a soul her plans before she passed. The family is meeting with her lawyer to have the will read and I think you should come.”
“Who else is going?” I asked.
“Most of our extended family. It’s pretty well known that your aunt was squirreling away money for years. At the end, she was very wealthy.” He sighed, “I expect there’s going to be a lot of drama over who gets a cut of the pie.”
“I’m sorry.” It was difficult to see my father stressed over family drama. He had more than enough to worry about, being a highly respected crime boss. Having to deal with–Rossi family issues did not help.
“She liked you,” he said, “You were the first girl born to our side of the family. You also visited her often when she was on her deathbed.” He paused, rubbing his salt-and-pepper beard. “I wouldn’t be surprised if she left you a good chunk of her estate.
My eyes widened. I hadn’t realized that my great aunt would leave us anything.
“Thanks daddy,” I said, standing up and walking over to give him a kiss on the cheek. “When is the will being read?”
“Tomorrow morning,” one of his strong arms wrapped around my shoulders and squeezed me. “For now, your mother wants me to run some errands. I’ll see you at dinner.”
With another kiss on the head, he was gone. The door closed with a light click.
I stared at the door, thinking about what it would be like to have money of my own. It was all a lot to take in.
