The other stroked his hard cock.
I sucked in a breath, getting my first look at Nik aroused. He was completely naked, and the long, broad length of him stretched just passed his belly button. His balls, those perfectly round sacs were tight as he continued to stroke his hand up and down his pulsing dick. My mouth went dry as I shamelessly watched.
“Finally.” He slurred and I realized that he was drunk.
“Finally what?” I breathed, unable to find a stronger voice.
“You finally came to me. God, I’ve been aching for you all night.” He sat up and held out the hand that wasn’t stroking himself, something that he was still doing. His fingers wiggled, enticing me to come to him. “Come here, baby.”
Without thinking I went to him and put my hand in his. With a little tug he pulled me down beside of him on the bed. “Feel.” Still holding my hand he brought it to his cock and cupped my fingers around him. “Do you feel how much I need you?”
“Yes.” I whispered, captivated by the sight of my fingers gliding up and down his engorged cock.
I knew that it was wrong. Nik was drunk and thought I was one of the groupies come to play with him. But in the instant that I touch that live wire that was his dick I knew that I didn’t care. I wanted him, have wanted him for so long. And I loved him in a way that no one else ever would.
It didn’t matter that I was a virgin, or that he most likely wouldn’t remember in the morning, by which time I planned on being long gone from this bed. The storm raging outside no longer mattered; was completely from my thoughts as I leaned in and kissed Nik.
His groan was deep, sexy and made me shiver as I felt his tongue skim across my bottom lip. “So sweet. Never tasted anything this sweet before.” He devoured my mouth, made me dizzy with need and stole my breath. My fingers knotted in his thick hair, needing to hold on as he began the wild ride that I had only ever dreamed about with this man.
“Easy baby.” He chuckled in the rich, seductive way I loved so much. “I’m not going anywhere.”
“I want you so much.” I told him, unafraid of my true feelings in the darkness of his booze fogged mind. “I need you, Nik.”
“God! I need you too, baby.” He cupped my face, seeming to memorize every inch of it, but I wondered if he was really seeing me. “So beautiful.” His lips brushed along my jaw, his wicked tongue skimming down my neck and sucking at the pulse that was frantically beating at the base.
He took his time with me. Stripped me carefully of my tee shirt and boy shorts. He licked every inch of my tattoo on my hip, nibbling on the demon’s wings that surrounded the black heart with all the guys’ names inside of it in red. “Sexy as hell.” He growled before turning me over so that he could pay attention to the tattoo that took up most of my back. The dark wings of a demon, portraying me as one and the Gothic style writing below that said I was ‘Property of Demon’s Wings’ written in Goth.
I felt his dick nudge me, skimming along the crack of my ass and I spread my legs without hesitating. “You aren’t ready for me to do that, baby. That virgin ass has to be tamed slowly. Especially when I’m this hard…Never been this hard before, baby. Never! All for you…” He nipped my shoulder. I cried out from the pure pleasure the small pain caused deep between my legs.
When he turned me onto my back and attacked my lips once more, seeming lost in the taste of me. He cupped my small breasts in his big hands, causing me to blush. He was use to bigger boobs than mine. Nik was a breast man and I knew that mine had never inspired him before. But he seemed to love them.
His mouth left mine and swallowed one almost whole as he sucked my nipple into his hot mouth. I cried out, loving the pulling sensation of his suckling me. His fingers tugged at my other nipple, not daring to leave it out of his ministrations. After a few minutes he turned his mouth to my other breast while his fingers trailed lower, skimming across my belly button ring and lower.
When he reached my sex he lifted his head and watched as his fingers parted my lips. A tortured groan escaped his mouth. “So wet for me.” He seemed fascinated by the curls around my pussy. I keep it waxed except for what people call a landing strip along my outer lips. From the way he was gazing so intently at the auburn curls I figured that he liked it. “Do you taste as good as you smell, baby?”
Before I could answer he moved and put his mouth over my clit. I screamed as he sucked that distended ball of nerves into his sinfully hot mouth. My back arched off the bed as he sucked and sucked until I couldn’t hold myself together anymore and came against his mouth. My release flooded my entrance and he made a whimpering sound as he lapped up every last drop of it.
When he raised his head his face glistened with my arousal. Nik didn’t bother to wipe it away as he returned to kissing me. The taste of me on his tongue was embarrassing at first, but then I got a full taste of it and moaned at how exotic the flavor was.
He rolled onto his back and took me with him. “Tell me you’re mine.” He demanded.
“I’m yours.” I answered without hesitation. “All yours, Nik!”
“Take me inside of you, baby. Make me a part of you.” If I had stopped to think about it I might have suggested a condom. But by then I was too far gone. Protection was the furthest thing from my mind as I slid down that cock.
I bit my lip and swallowed back my cry of pain as he broke through the barrier of my virginity. He was panting by the time I set down to the hilt. “So good. So fucking tight.” He gritted out. His hands were on my hips, holding me steady. “Give me a second, beautiful. If you move right now I’m going to embarrass myself and blow inside of you way too soon.”
I was glad to give him all the time he needed because I was fighting to accommodate him. I leaned forward until my nipples skimmed across his chest and kissed him. His tongue curled around mine and I felt my inner muscles melting, making the fit manageable. I started to ride him but his hands tightened on my hips, forcing me to stay still.
“Not yet.” He bit out. “I’m too close.”
“Nik..!” I needed to move now. I was on fire for him again.
Understanding what I needed his thumb rubbed over my exposed clit. I cried out with the pure pleasure of it. “Please.” I begged him. “Please, I’m close.” He eased up on the hold on my hips and I rocked back and forward experimentally. My inner muscles tightened as my release neared. His thumb rubbed in fast circles over my clit, rushing me toward the edge of a cliff.