After an eternity in suspended animation, she released a deep, throaty moan, and Gavan, eyes still locked on hers, said, “You are so sweet and wet, but I need tae make sure you’re ready for me. I doona want tae hurt you.” He resumed suckling her clit and pushed one of his thick fingers into her throbbing canal.
She let her head drop back onto the bed and she closed her eyes, allowing the moans she could no longer contain to escape, praying that he wouldn’t stop and make her wait again. He didn’t. His plundering of her pussy continued, introducing a second and third finger, sliding them in and out in a twisting motion with frustrating slowness. Her entire body felt as though it was sparkling, tiny explosions over every inch of her skin. Her breasts felt heavy and tight, her nipples so erect and taut she thought they might burst. Suddenly, his hand and mouth were gone, provoking an immediate and sharp emptiness. She hated that he was no longer touching her. Daring a peek to see why he stopped, she instantly got her answer.
There before her was her Scottish Golden God. Naked. Glorious. Huge and muscular, eyes the color of fine whiskey glowing with lust and desire, tongue licking her juices off the full, glistening lower lip of his sexy mouth, heaving chest wide and strong. And his cock, jutting proudly from its nest of dark brown curls with a single pearl of moisture glistening on the tip, was in a word, beautiful. She’d never thought of that part of the male anatomy as being beautiful, but there was simply no other way to describe his member. Dark pink olive in color, the length was tremendous, but even more tremendous was its girth. Gavan’s manhood was heavy and thick, so thick it brought to Tessa’s mind hysterical visions of the great red oaks of the Pacific Northwest. She grappled with several layers of fear as she watched him pump his hand up and down the giant rod in slow, deliberate movements.
“Oh. My,” Tessa whispered, a loud swallow pushing down a momentary flair of panic.
She looked back at his face to find a disconcerted expression and felt a flare of insecurity.
“Gavan?”
“Lass, I’m sorry. I just realized I’m not as prepared as I should be. I’ve no condoms with me.”
The disappointment in his voice warmed her heart and she said, “I’m on the pill to regulate my periods. I tested clean a long time ago and, well, I haven’t been exactly active since before that.”
“I’ve never been with a woman without protection. Never,” he said. “Doona worry, Tessa. I’ll never hurt you. I promise you that.”
With that, he leaned forward, moving his arms beneath her in order to slide her to the center of the big bed. He loomed over her, seeming much larger than she’d originally thought. He bent to calm her with a long, tender kiss. Moving down, he placed his hand over her left breast, gently squeezing and caressing. He lowered his head and took her nipple with his mouth. He suckled her, sweeping his tongue back and forth across the tip inside of his mouth, and she moaned and arched herself into him. He trailed his tongue across her chest and gave her right breast the same treatment. Releasing her breast, he moved up to kiss her mouth. Lifting his face away from her, chocolate-brown hair falling around him, he looked into her eyes with the most sincere expression.
“Trust me?”
Tessa smiled. “Yes. Completely.”
He eased her thighs further apart with his hands, and she felt the head of his cock nudge at her opening.
“Just relax, Tessa, you can take me. We’re going tae take it very slow.”
She nodded and Gavan pushed forward slowly, the head of his massive cock entering first through her wet pussy lips and into her sheath. He held still for moment, pulled back a little then slid back in slowly, this time pushing in a bit farther than before. The introduction of his first few inches bordered between pain and pleasure. Only part of him was in her, but already she felt the pressure of being completely full and stretched. He held his forward movement when she gasped, only pressing on when the expression of pain on her face changed to a smile. When her smile faded, he stopped again and waited for her to adjust.
Tessa’s mind reeled. Just when she thought he would be too much for her to take, when she thought that this time, with this push, the pain wouldn’t stop, indescribable pleasure filled her. She wondered how much more of this man there could be and whether or not she could take him. But, whether or not she could take it, she wanted more. Needed more. Needed all of him.
* * * *
He trembled from the effort necessary to control himself, to keep from sinking into her silky, hot wetness in one thrust. Gah, her pussy was the tightest, softest thing he ever felt. Guilt flooded him. She was so wee, he couldn’t imagine how painful this must be for her. With the exception of a small gasp, she’d been completely silent as he entered her. The expression on her face was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen, eyes closed, biting her lower lip, as she concentrated on accepting him, teetering between pain and pleasure. He was regretfully considering calling a stop to this for her sake when her moan of pleasure interrupted his mind’s feeble attempt at chivalry.
Her eyes blinked open and her gaze locked on his. “Gavan, what are you waiting for? I am so ready for you, I need you so much. Stop being so careful, get on with it and fuck me.” Her heels nudged at his muscular ass in emphasis.
That was all the convincing he needed. With one final stroke, he pushed his huge cock fully into her, burying himself in her to his root. Her sharp intake of breath froze him, but she smiled at him after a moment, urging him on with the rocking of her hips. Being inside her was heaven. He’d never felt anything so perfect in his life, like her body was made to be wrapped around his. Her cunt was hot, almost feverish, and so tight. She pumped her hips at him again, whimpering. He pulled his cock back and buried it again. He continued to slide in and out with deliberate, steady strokes.
When he was finally convinced he wasn’t hurting her, he pumped into her faster, and she came again. Her pussy muscles clenched and massaged his cock, pulling a groan from him. She wrapped her legs around his waist and grasped his biceps with her small hands, fingertips digging into his flesh.
* * * *
When he was completely inside her, Tessa felt the beginning tickles of her second orgasm. Not only was her cunt packed as full as it could possibly be, but the cock that was ramming her was attached to the most beautiful man she’d ever seen. She loved the way his enormous, strong body covered her. She felt completely possessed by him. The girth of his cock stretched her so wide her clit was completely extended and exposed so with every in stroke, the base of his cock massaged it, and the ridge on the huge head of his cock rubbed and stimulated the special place deep inside her.
“I’m no’ gonna last much longer, love. You’re so fucking tight, so beautiful. I canna hold on tae it.”
And, as good as his word, he plunged in hard, once, twice more, and she felt him stiffen, felt his cock momentarily swell even more before it jumped and jerked inside of her. He kissed her savagely. The sensation of his warm seed spilling into her, drenching her womb, brought her to climax again with him, rhythmic spasms of her cunt milking the last of his orgasm from him.
* * * *
Not wanting to crush her, he fell over onto his side next to her, taking her with him, and pulled her into his arms, kissing her deeply.
“I think I found a way tae stop you in the middle of a rant, lass,” he teased with a sparkling, mischievous grin.
She smiled like a content cat. “Yes, well please make a note of that method.”
They both laughed, and he snuggled Tessa against his chest with his arms tightly around her so they could fall asleep with his semihard cock still buried inside her.
Chapter Seven
Tessa awoke in the darkness to the sensation of being pulled backward across her bed by the strong arm wrapped around her waist. She sighed and shimmied once her back was firmly against his warm chest, surrounded by his embrace, his hips pressed against her, his engorged cock nestled into the crack of her ass and up the small of her back.
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p; “You got away from me, lass. I’ll no’ have that.”
“Forgive me, it won’t happen again.” Tessa giggled sleepily with mock repentance.
“S’all right. I guess you can make it up tae me,” he said, his voice raspy as he licked and nibbled her earlobe.
He reached down then and placed his hand between her legs, cupping her mound while simultaneously pressing his hard-on into her backside and asked, “Are you sore?”
In lieu of an answer, Tessa wiggled against him, and he growled. Gavan continued his activities on her ear and neck, making her moan and wriggle some more. Then he did the most delicious thing Tessa ever felt. He pulled his hips back, pushed his cock down and moved forward so that it slipped between her thighs, through her pussy lips. Her diminutive size combined with the enormity of his cock resulted in a full-length rubbing post nestled between her legs, his big knob sticking out in front of her, for Tessa to do with as she pleased. She turned her head to accept his kiss as Gavan placed his hand on her hip and coaxed her into moving her hips back and forth along the long length of his cock. Tessa moaned into his mouth as her clit stroked back and forth on the warm, velvety-soft skin that covered his iron shaft. With each forward stroke, her clit tripped over the ridge at the bottom of the head. The veined ridges tickled her clit with each slide back. Once she was rocking properly on her own, Gavan’s hand moved to her breasts. He alternated between them, kneading her flesh, pinching and teasing her nipples, all the while still kissing her deeply.
The delectable, almost sinful feeling of masturbating on Gavan’s cock nestled between her thighs as she slid herself back and forth on it had her creaming immediately. The slickness trickling from her coated him, increasing her enjoyment with every stroke. Turning off her mind, she allowed her body to slide itself back and forth, first with a long, slow movement that traveled the entire length of his shaft, then following it with three or four short, quick flicks at the head, then back to another long stroke.
She came in a rush without warning and screamed into his mouth. Gavan shifted then pulled back and thrust his hips upward so that his cock slid into her slick, tight pussy. She sucked in her breath sharply as the magnificent sensation of utter fullness brought on another sudden climax. He squeezed her tightly in his arms, pressing kisses and love bites into her neck while the pace of his thrusts increased. Each upward thrust seemed to introduce him farther inside of her, the sensation a near surprise to Tessa. Heat pulsed off his body as he impaled her again and again. His hot breath tickled her ear and sent shivers down her spine. One of his hands moved between her legs and found her clit, moving his finger around it in small circles.
“Come for me, sweet Tessa. I want tae feel you come with me.”
The combination of how much he filled her, his wicked finger, his words, and his deep, sexy, burred voice easily toppled her over the edge of her next orgasm, and she screamed his name in breathless exhilaration.
She felt him fill her with his seed, still thrusting his hips, bucking into her as he held and stroked her pussy to draw out her climax.
* * * *
Tessa awoke in the morning, sun streaming through the French doors in her bedroom. She turned into him and snuggled herself under his chin.
“How are you, lass?”
Tessa took a deep breath full of his scent and sighed. “Mmmm. I’m really, really great. You?”
She felt more than heard his chuckle. “I’m better than I’ve been in a verra long time.”
After a few moments, Gavan cleared his throat and she felt his body tense slightly. Concern filled her.
“Tessa? I want tae apologize tae you for last night. I doona want tae bring it all up again, but I need you tae know that I muddled my words. Please believe that I said everything wrong and I didn’t mean any of it. I hate like hell that I hurt you and I’m so sorry for it.”
She took her time mulling over his apology, not sure if she should make further issue of it or take his apology at face value and move on. After several tense moments, she decided that it wasn’t worth ruining the joy she was feeling if it was all a misunderstanding.
“Maybe if I wasn’t so quick tempered, you would have had the chance to explain that last night before I stormed off. Your apology isn’t necessary, but I appreciate it. It means a lot to me that you care enough to be sorry that I was hurt.”
The tension disappeared and she stayed cuddled in his arms for a while as he traced his fingers absentmindedly up and down her back. She reveled in the tickling sensations. “You know, lass, you promised we’d get you tae the doctor today tae have your ankle looked at. I doona want you tae heal improperly because we, um, got distracted last night.”
“Yeah, I know,” Tessa said regretfully. “But if we do that, we’re gonna have to go early because I have a photo shoot today and the crew will be here by one.”
Gavan playfully swatted her butt and said, “Then I guess we’d better get moving.”
With some reluctance, Tessa climbed over the mountain of man flesh that was between her and the phone on her nightstand. It would have been an easier task had Gavan not been so helpful as she passed over him. He caressed, licked, and nibbled every part of her he could reach and demanded she “pay the toll” several times before she finally dropped to the mattress on the other side of him.
Tessa picked up the phone and called her doctor’s office. His receptionist answered right away.
“Hi. It’s Tessa Danvers. Um, I was wondering if I could get in to see Doctor Trager this morning? I took a spill from my horse yesterday and twisted my ankle.”
Call completed, she hung up turned to Gavan. “He can fit me in in two hours.” She rolled off the bed and headed for the shower, limping only slightly now, wagging her hips seductively for Gavan’s benefit.
* * * *
Under the spray of hot water, Tessa enjoyed every deliciously sweet pain and ache in her body. Whew, she thought to herself, I’m feeling it today, but it’s absolutely exquisite. Standing directly under the showerhead, she thought about her new view on sex. She’d been stupidly walking around since freshman year of college thinking she’d had sex. If last night was sex then no, she definitely never had sex before. What she’d done in college wasn’t even close to what had happened with Gavan. Hell, if her first boyfriend had made her feel even one-tenth of what Gavan did last night, she doubted she’d have ever gotten out of bed. How could she have lived all these years and not known how glorious a man could make her feel? And who knew she was multiorgasmic? She certainly didn’t. In fact, until last night, the only orgasms she’d ever experienced were self-induced.
She’d finished soaping her body and began to think that Gavan hadn’t gotten her blatant invitation to join her when he climbed into the shower and took the bottle of shampoo from her hand. Lowering his face to hers, he gave her a long, sultry kiss. His tongue tangled with hers causing her to moan with desire.
“I thought you’d never get here, big boy,” Tessa teased.
Gavan turned her around and after pouring some shampoo into the palm of his hand, began to wash her hair. It had never occurred to her how luxuriously sexy it could be to have a man shampoo her hair. His touch was gentle and soothing, and the nearness of his naked wet body to hers had her senses screaming. She moaned loudly and she turned to kiss him, leaning back into the water to rinse her hair.
She pulled from him and kneeled on the shower floor in front of him to take in the sight of his big, beautiful cock. The night before, in the dim light of her bedroom, she was able to see well enough to establish that it was bigger than any she’d ever seen. And, she’d definitely felt it. Good Lord, did she feel it. But now, in the brighter light of the bathroom, with it before her eyes in all its masculine, rigid glory, she intended to take proper time to thoroughly investigate. She reached out one hand toward his balls, which like his cock, were very large. They were full and round and rode close to his body. Until now, she never realized she had a preference. Full, round, and tight we
re most definitely her type. When her fingers lightly touched them, she saw the skin of his sac twitch a bit and she heard him draw a sharp breath. She turned her hand palm up and tested the weight of them gently while lightly pressing her fingers into the fleshy, sensitive area just behind them. Her fingers splayed open and shut while she cupped him, his curly brown hairs tickling her palm. Gavan’s breathing grew ragged and irregular, and Tessa slid her other hand behind his massive, skyward pointing cock, the back of her hand grazing that lowest part of his abdomen, the V shape formed by the ridge of the oblique muscles that rode above the hip bone and dipped down to where his cock joined the rest of his body. That, she thought, was her favorite part of the male body, that very muscular, very intimate area, the spot that, when he ground his hips as he thrust into her, would make delicious contact with her clit.
Without moving the back of her hand away from her favorite spot, she began to curl her fingers and thumb around him, finding that they would never come close to meeting. Again, she heard the sharp intake of his breath. She took the hand that was so lovingly cupping his balls away and closed it over her other hand in order to complete the circle around his shaft. Slowly, she squeezed and released until she saw the glistening drop emerge from the slit on the head of his cock. She smiled and altered her movement and began to slide her hands, still together, up and down, slowly pumping him. Without ceasing her pumping motion, she pulled down so that his shaft no longer pointed toward the ceiling, but toward her face. She leaned in and licked the drop of moisture from the tip, savoring its salty-sweet flavor and smiling with the knowledge that she was responsible for his excitement. He let out a low growl and reached his big arms out to either side of him, pressing his palms to the walls of the shower to brace himself.
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