by Erin M. Leaf
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Eva couldn’t see, couldn’t speak… Hell, she could barely breathe. Charlie kept her right on the edge of orgasm with his mouth and fingers, expertly teasing and sucking until she thought she was going to lose her freaking mind. At first, she worried that she was going to hurt him—she wasn’t small, and she didn’t want to crush his face, but he didn’t even seem to notice her thighs closing around his shoulders. After a while, as he kept tormenting her, she forgot about her belly and her stupid, too long legs, and let go completely. Any man strong enough to go down on her right after she’d been sweating buckets in the sun was a man strong enough to deal with her thighs strangling him, or so she told herself. Frankly, she could hardly believe this was actually happening. She’d never expected him to give her oral—not in her wildest dreams. She’d mostly hoped for a kiss and maybe a pleasant bout of first-time sex that didn’t hurt too much. Instead, she got Charlie going wild on her. Girl, you sure know how to pick ‘em.
“Eva, you taste so fucking sweet,” he said, coming up for air. He fucked her slow and easy with his fingers. “I could eat you out all damned day.”
And I’d let you, Eva though, trying to get his mouth back where she wanted it. She remembered how embarrassed she’d been when he’d first ripped off her panties, but now, all she wanted was more. More of his mouth, more of his fingers. More of him. For a moment, she frantically tried to remember the last time she’d shaved down there, and of course, it had been a thousand years ago, but he didn’t seem to care. She wasn’t bare, and she wasn’t perfectly squeaky clean, and yet he’d dived in anyway. I thought guys were supposed to be grossed out by this? she mused.
“I’m going to eat you again after I put my cock in you. You’ll be all soft and sensitive, baby. I want to taste my cum in your cunny,” Charlie murmured, fingers moving lazily, and Eva realized that her decision to proposition him was certainly the right one. He seemed to get off on giving her pleasure, and what twenty-year-old guy would do that? Hell, they wouldn’t even go on a date with her.
Their loss, she thought, squirming as Charlie teased her but didn’t let her fall over the edge. His dirty talk had her face flaming, but she didn’t care. If anything, it revved her up higher.
“You’ll be dying for another orgasm,” Charlie said, kissing the sensitive spot where her thigh met her mound.
“I’m dying for one now,” she gasped, hooking her ankles together. “Please, Charlie.” She tried to yank his face back where she wanted it, but she couldn’t budge him. Damn, he’s strong.
“Patience,” he said, smiling against her leg. He finger-fucked her slow and easy.
Older men are definitely the way to go, Eva thought, still clutching his hair. He didn’t sound unsure anymore. He didn’t sound as though he regretted making love to her, and deep inside, Eva slowly let herself begin to hope that this thing between them just might work out in the long run.
“You ready, sweetheart?” Charlie finally asked her, interrupting the haze of pleasure spiraling through her brain.
She nodded, not trusting herself to speak.
“Tell me what you want, Eva,” he said, leisurely fucking her with his thumbs. The callouses on his fingers were just enough to add texture without pain. She loved that he was a man who used his hands. She loved that he was using them on her. “Come on, baby. Tell me what you want.”
Eva flushed, hating that he was making her say the words. “I want you to let me c-come,” she managed, stuttering on the last word.
“You want my cock inside you before or after you orgasm?” Charlie asked, giving her a choice she could barely comprehend.
Eva looked down at him. His mouth was slick with her cream, and he still had his fingers inside her body. “I don’t know,” she said, voice trembling, wishing he would just lick her again so she didn’t have to think.
“If you wait for me to be inside you when you come, it might be easier for your first time because a little bit of pain makes it all the sweeter,” Charlie said, sliding his fingers in and out of her pussy. “And you’re so fucking tight, baby. It might be a very, very tight fit.” He smiled a bit sheepishly. “I’m not a small man.”
No, you are not, Eva thought biting her lip. She wasn’t sure how many fingers he was using, but there were enough to make the stretch almost, but not quite, uncomfortable. “Okay,” she said, making her decision. “I’ll wait for my orgasm,” she added before he could prompt her to be more specific. Saying those words aloud felt weird, but then, this whole situation was weird, wasn’t it? Sex is weird, she thought, wondering how the hell she ended up here, with Charlie. Oh, that’s right. You pursued him relentlessly and without shame, she reminded herself.
Charlie grinned up at her, looking suddenly younger than she’d ever seen him. “You won’t regret it, sweetheart.” He eased his fingers out and then stood up to take off his jeans.
Eva already knew she wouldn’t regret it. Even if it hurt. Even if he leaves me after it’s all over, I won’t regret this, she vowed. Charlie was the only man she’d ever really wanted, and he was here with her, right now. In her bed, making love to her. He’d had his fingers in her pussy. He’d had his mouth on her clit. She flushed as she watched him strip his pants off, and then his boxers.
Oh my God, she thought, mesmerized. This was her very first, real life, close up view of a grown man’s aroused body, and Charlie was a hell of a lot of man. His cock jutted out from his body, thick and rosy, while his balls hung below. He looked a lot bigger than she’d expected. A lot bigger. How the hell is that going to fit? she wondered, biting her lip. A drop of pre-cum slid from the slit on the crown while she stared at him. Eva reached out instinctively, wanting to feel his heat on her fingertips, but he moved away before she could touch him.
“Oh no, baby. If you touch me now, I won’t be able to keep from coming all over your beautiful fingers,” Charlie said, climbing back on the bed. His cock bobbed as he moved.
Eva stared at it, wondering what he’d taste like.
“And if you keep looking at me like that, I’m going to lose it,” Charlie said, voice raspy.
He held a foil packet in his hand. He dropped it on the comforter and cupped her knees.
Eva blushed. She wasn’t sure if he was serious, or just trying to compliment her, but either way, there was no denying that there was a whole lot of aroused male in her bed with her. She glanced down at the condom.
“I’m on the pill,” she said, a little worried about speaking up. She wanted to feel him, skin to skin. She didn’t want her first time to be with a condom, but she didn’t know how he’d react to her wish. “I don’t want to use a condom for my first time.”
Charlie paused, gaze arrested. “I’ve never had sex without a condom. Ever.” He glanced down at her breasts, then her pussy, and then he inhaled long and slow. “God, the thought of going bareback…” His voice trailed off as his gaze went back to her cunny.
Eva licked her lips. “Then you’re sort of a virgin, too.”
Charlie looked up at her face, and then he laughed. “I guess I am.” He tilted his head. “Are you sure about this?” He blew out a breath. “I feel like I should be giving you the safe sex talk.” He shook his head. “Going bareback is a big deal.”
Annoyed, Eva sat up and grabbed his wrists. “Don’t you dare.” The thought of him lecturing her in the middle of sex about condoms made her want to throw something. “I’m not a child, Charlie. I’m a grown woman. And you were just staring at my breasts so I know that you know this.”
“True,” Charlie said wryly, glancing at her boobs again. “Okay, honey. We’ll do it without.” He laughed. “You don’t have to twist my arm.” He slid his hands up past her elbows and before she knew what happened, he was on his back on her bed with her straddling him. His cock poked up hot and hard against her pussy, and she sucked in a breath, shocked at how silky he felt.
“What are you doing?” she asked, confused. She didn’t know where to put her hands. She
didn’t know where to put herself. She knelt up awkwardly—it couldn’t be comfortable for him being crushed like that, could it? “I’m too big for you.”
Charlie rolled his eyes. “Eva, I could pick you up without breaking a sweat.” He lifted her by her waist, demonstrating a truly unholy level of fitness.
Eva froze as she stared at the muscles in his arms bulging. Damn. That’s really, really impressive, she thought, fighting the urge to squirm. She didn’t want him to drop her.
“See?” he said, laughter in his voice as he held her in midair. His grip on her waist was firm, but rock steady. “Now, stop with the worrying. I’m a lot bigger than you are.”
Eva squeaked when he slid her back down his bent knees and his cock nudged her clit. “Oh God,” she said, looking down. The rosy head of his erection peeked out from between her mound like an obscene sex toy. Charlie rolled her, somehow, and he slid his shaft all along her slit in exactly the right way to make her crazy.
“There. Just like that,” he said, voice thick. “Come on, sweetheart. Fuck me like you want to.”
Eva shuddered, then tried moving. She lifted her hips, and then slid down. His shaft didn’t go in the right place so she took him in hand, encouraged by his low gasp. She tucked him against her clit and rolled her hips, and then she couldn’t help doing it again, and then again. His cock felt so freaking good down there.
“Mmm, yeah, baby. Just like that,” he said, encouraging her with his hands and his body. “Ride me.”
Eva trembled, holding onto his arms until her thighs grew tired. “I’m so close,” she said, shimmying her hips. She couldn’t stop squirming on him. He was big and hard and strong, but somehow, she needed more. “I don’t know what I’m doing wrong.” She bit her lip, trying to move faster. It didn’t help.
“You’re doing everything right, Eva,” Charlie said, hands going to her hips. “You just need a bit more.” He lifted her up, then flexed his body so that his cock slotted right up against her cunny. “It’s just the right time for this,” he said, angling her forward. He tilted his hips, and the next thing she knew, his cock was sliding between her labia.
“Oh,” she gasped, shuddering as he breached her inner lips. “Charlie—”
“I’ve got you,” he said, rolling his body so his cock slid in further. “You’re in control here, Eva.” He rolled a little more. “Remember all you have to do is kneel up and everything stops.”
Eva dug her fingers into his shoulders. When her pussy started to feel pinched, she instinctively lifted up.
“See?” Charlie murmured, hands soothing down her waist to her ass. “Everything we do is in your hands.”
Eva bit her lower lip, inching down again. She felt so full, but at the same time, too empty. “I need more,” she said, swallowing hard against the pinch. Why did this have to be so difficult for women? It wasn’t fair.
“Easy, baby. There’s no rush.” Charlie trailed his fingers up her belly to her breasts. He cupped them, then rolled her nipples. “God, these are gorgeous,” he said, leaning up and sucking one into his mouth.
Eva moaned as he slid in further. She could hardly believe that Charlie could not only hold her up, but half-sit up on her bed while doing it, and make her crazy with pleasure at the same time. He isn’t kidding about being strong, she thought hazily. He suckled her nipple, then moved to the other one as she rocked her hips, pushing his cock further and further inside her body. When her ass met his balls, she swallowed and dug her fingers into the solid mass of his shoulders. He felt hot and huge and impossibly big inside her. Her cunny ached, and she wasn’t quite sure if it was actual pain, or if it just felt weird, or what.
“Is this right?” she whispered, squeezing her internal muscles experimentally. He felt even bigger when she did that. Charlie sucked in a breath and tipped his head back, pupils blown wide with his arousal. Eva trembled at the look on his face. He wasn’t smiling.
“It’s perfectly right, Eva,” he croaked, visibly swallowing.
Eva tightened her internal muscles again, enjoying the way his face went taut. “Charlie. Help,” she said, digging her fingers into his solid shoulders until his gaze met hers.
Charlie’s eyes crackled as he looked at her. “Time to make love,” he said, voice breaking as he slid his arms around her, slid out a bit, and then thrust up inside her again, hard.
Eva cried out as the base of his cock pressed right into her clit. The stretch of him burned all the way from the top of her head to her pussy. She’d never felt anything quite like this before, not even when she used her little vibrator. Which in no way prepared me for this, she thought, trembling. She clenched her inner muscles again, and Charlie huffed out a breath.
“God, Eva. Do that again,” he commanded, sounding wrecked. His fingers flexed on her ass. “Feels so fucking good.” He licked his lips. “You feel so fucking perfect, sweetheart.”
Eva did it again, deciding that she liked the way he felt inside her. Given the way Charlie shuddered, he liked it, too. He thrust inside again. “Oh, fuck,” she gasped, eyes closing. She held on as he did it again, and then again. Sparks of pleasure rocketed through her, combining with the ache in her core. So, close, she thought, and then her ability to hold herself up failed. Charlie caught her, mouth in a tight line as his hips rolled in perfect rhythm.
“I’ve got you,” he growled, looking down between their bodies. “Jesus, that’s a beautiful sight.” He looked up again. “Hang on to me, Eva.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck. “Please, Charlie,” she begged, but she had no idea what the hell she was asking for. “Please.”
Somehow, Charlie did know. He shifted his weight to make room and then slipped a hand between them to play with her clit. “Yeah, baby. Just like that,” he said, still thrusting up. “You’re so fucking hot like this, Eva.”
She threw her head back as her body lifted. His legs felt like steel bands beneath her, and his grip around her waist almost hurt, but she didn’t care. He slid a finger down to her core and then back up again to her clit. When he pinched her, she screamed. Waves of incandescent pleasure bowed her back, and Charlie grunted as she shattered. He tucked his face in her neck and jerked up hard, fucking her furiously. The motion somehow pushed more pleasure through her, and she dimly registered his hands on her ass, holding her tightly as he thrust. When he shuddered, gasping against her skin, warmth flooded her pussy.
Did he just come? she wondered, but he rolled his hips, and more pleasure slid through her, scattering her thoughts. She gasped, holding on for dear life until she could breathe again, a thousand and one years later. What just happened? she thought, groggy and too tired to lift her face. Charlie’s shoulder was comfy, and he smelled divine, so she didn’t even try to move until he sighed and kissed her temple.
“Are you okay?” he asked softly.
Okay is an understatement. Eva lifted her head and looked him right in the eyes. “Wow,” she said, flushing. She felt like she’d just had an out of body experience. The thought that she’d finally lost her virginity, and to Charlie of all men, was too insane to believe, even though she was naked and in his arms. And he’s still inside you, she reminded herself, struggling to wrap her mind around that fact. She’d pinch herself if Charlie wouldn’t be sure to think she was nuts. “I just—” She tried to express her complete amazement, but then shook her head. “Wow.”
Charlie laughed, eyes crinkling at the corners. His hair was a wreck, and Eva knew that was her fault. Too bad. She smoothed a hand along his dark locks, lingering on the sprinkling of grey at his temples. The silver just made him look even hotter. He’s a silver fox, she thought fondly.
“Wow is a good way of putting it,” he murmured, shifting them both. His softening erection slid out of her pussy, sending tingling aftershocks of pleasure through her body.
“Whoa,” she said, biting her lip. That felt weird. He was still firm, but not quite as hard as he’d been just a moment ago. She looked down, blushing
as she saw his cock glistening with their juices.
Charlie chuckled. “You sure you’re okay?”
She nodded. “I think so.” She tightened her muscles experimentally. She felt maybe a tiny bit sore?
“Mmm. Good.” Charlie said, kissing her again.
Eva didn’t know how he did it, but she ended up on the bed, tucked along his side. Her pussy tingled deliciously. I could stay like this all day long, she mused lazily, but then Charlie’s softened cock brushed against her thigh. She bit her lip, wondering if he felt as strange as she did. She wished he could’ve stayed inside, maybe forever. She liked him there. She liked knowing she’d been the first woman he’d ever made love to without a condom. Her heart lurched as she realized he was looking at her, light brown eyes too clear for comfort.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked softly, tucking a stray curl behind her ear.
She nodded. “Of course.”
“There’s no ‘of course’ the first time,” he said, cupping her cheek. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
Eva wrinkled her brow at him. “No, of course not. You made sure of that.” Her face went hot as she thought of all the things he’d done to her. She’d been so revved up, she wouldn’t have cared if it had hurt. “It was amazing. You were amazing.” She watched, fascinated, as he flushed, and then she giggled. “No one ever told you that before?”
“Contrary to what you think, I haven’t had all that many partners,” Charlie said ruefully, shaking his head. “And you may have just spoiled me forever. I’ve never had sex with anyone quite like you.” He sounded surprised.
“I hope that’s a good thing.” Eva could hardly believe she was flirting with him. Now. After everything.
“You have to ask?” Charlie chuckled. “Yes, Eva. It’s a good thing.” He kissed her softly. “It’s a very good thing.”
