No. No. No. No. Her head was screaming the word, but it wouldn’t come to her lips. Instead, she gripped the armrest of the couch, shuddering as he eased the skirt over her thighs, moving away from her to strip the material completely off her body.
“Sweet mercy,” he whispered as he stood by the couch, staring down at her.
Raven knew the point of no return had already been reached. There was no turning back now and she knew it. She didn’t want to turn back.
She watched, breathing harshly as he toed his sneakers off, and his hands went to the waistband of his jeans. As though in slow motion, she watched, the metal buttons were flicked open, the jeans parting, revealing the dark material of his snug boxer briefs.
Seconds later, hooking his fingers in the waistband of the briefs, he peeled off both jeans and underwear, the thick length of his erection, the purplish head bulging, heavy veins straining against satiny flesh, was free.
“I want to touch you,” she whispered, her gaze locked on his cock. “Please, Reno. I need to touch you.” Her mouth watered with that need.
“Later, baby,” he groaned. “If you touch me now, I’ll lose it.”
He knelt on the floor then, spreading her legs until one rested on the floor, the other, knee bent, still on the cushions of the couch. Leaning forward, his tongue flicked out to lick over her nipple before drawing it into the incredible heat of his mouth.
“Reno. Oh God. Reno. It’s so good….” She writhed beneath him, unable to keep from watching, her eyes locked on his lips as he drew her nipple into his mouth. His tongue rasped it as he sucked it deep, sending sharp fingers of lightning-hot sensation rushing straight to her cunt.
It was incredible. Unlike anything she had known before. Anything she could have imagined.
He growled, the sound vibrating through her, throbbing through her clit and causing her hips to arch with an involuntary violence.
“Easy, baby,” he whispered, kissing his way to the other mound, his tongue licking over the tip before he drew it in as well.
“ So good,” she whimpered. “Reno, I don’t know if I can stand it.”
She was arching to him, trying to press her flesh deeper into his mouth, willing to beg if that was what it took as she watched him tug at the peak, his cheeks working rhythmically with his tongue to make her crazy.
“You can stand it, baby.” His voice was deeper, more sexual as his lips began to drift down her stomach. “I’ve dreamed of eating you like candy.”
He was going to kill her. She was certain of it. She stared at him, dazed, out of her mind with the sensations spearing through her like wicked fingers of fire as his lips trailed to the elastic band of her minuscule thong.
“So pretty,” he whispered as his head lifted, his hands moving to her inner thighs, spreading her legs further as his lips smoothed over the crease between her leg and the heated flesh of her cunt. “So sweet and hot.”
“Oh sweet God…Reno…" His lips capped over the hot mound, covered by the silk of her panties as his tongue pressed against the tortured nub of her clit.
She tried to close her legs, to clench against his head, to hold him in place while she rubbed against him and rocketed through space. His brief chuckle was her warning that he wasn’t going to allow that. His hands tightened on her legs, holding them in place as his tongue prodded at the tormented, nerve-ridden flesh.
“Reno, really. I swear. I don’t think I can take it,” she cried out desperately. “I’ve waited too long. Fuck me now.”
He jerked up as he stared back at her, his eyes nearly black as his gaze clashed with hers. The groan that tore from his throat was tormented as his hands ripped the panties from her and he moved quickly over her.
She felt the broad head of his cock part the swollen folds waiting below. She was slick, incredibly wet as he pushed against the hungry opening of her vagina.
“Damn, you’re hot,” he whispered as he lifted her legs, bringing them to his hips, holding her still as he pressed closer, grimacing as the crest penetrated the snug opening.
“Now, Reno,” she begged shamelessly, her nails digging into the couch as she strained closer. “Please. Now.”
A throttled groan left his chest as he surged inside her, hard and deep, forcing his way past unused muscles as the fierce, thick length of his cock impaled the tight sheath.
Raven’s eyes widened as a shocked cry of pain left her lips. She struggled beneath him, her hips writhing as her hands flew to his chest, pressing against him as she fought to adjust to the fiery, involuntary stretching of her vagina.
“Fuck!" He stared down at her in shock, his hands at her hips, flexing, gripping her tight as his erection throbbed almost violently inside her.
“Reno.” She tried to smile as she forced herself to relax. She had read about this. It was supposed to hurt the first time. She knew it would hurt the first time. Everyone said it would. She had to relax.
She felt her pussy ripple around him as she concentrated on the muscles there, forcing herself not to clench tighter around him, but to allow the flesh to accommodate him, to clasp him snugly rather than fighting against the penetration.
“You should have told me.” He was panting above her, the struggle for control obvious on his face. “Dammit, Raven, you weren’t supposed to be a virgin.”
Her eyes narrowed. She could feel the pleasure building now, the tension gathering in her clit, in her womb, the release that had tormented her since his first touch.
“And you’re not supposed to be an asshole, but you are,” she gasped. “Now finish it, dammit.”
She flexed around him, moaning at the incredible sensation, the snug fit, the feel of him inside her, a heavy thick weight pressing against delicate, sensitive nerve endings.
A strangled scream left her throat as he began to move. The short, incredibly firm strokes made her crazy. She couldn’t stand it. She strained against him, her hips meeting his as she fought for breath.
He was being careful. Dammit, she didn’t need him to be careful. This was her first time, her first real climax, her first everything. She wanted it all.
“Harder,” she panted, twisting against him as her fingers gripped his shoulders. “Do it harder.”
“I don’t want to hurt you, Raven.” His voice was more an animal growl than a groan. “Dammit, wait.”
“No.” Her head thrashed against the cushions. “Harder, Reno. Fuck me. Fuck me like we both need it. Do it now.”