Page 11 of Fake Out Hearts

“I have a tattoo for every major event in my life,” I say as my mouth hovers over her still-wet pussy. My tongue flicks against her swollen clit and she moans, tossing her head side to side on the bed.

“I want to know the story behind them all,” she says as she lifts her hips up, desperate to get my mouth back on her. But I move farther up instead, placing tender kisses on her ribs and breasts until my mouth eventually finds hers. Our tongues tangle, and Becca wraps her legs around my waist, pressing my cock head against her slippery folds.

It feels fucking incredible, so I reach down to grip myself and drag the head up and down her slick creases while we keep kissing. Becca moans into my mouth when my cock grazes her clit, and although I’d never go bare on a hookup like this, I’m more tempted than I’ve ever been. With as many times as she’s already gotten off, her pussy is probably on fire, so I know she’d feel amazing without a condom in the way, but I wouldn’t dare. I told Becca she deserves to be treated like a princess, and I’m going to live up to it.

But when my cock accidentally notches up against her entrance, forcing a gasp out of both of us, I stop immediately. “Fuck, where’d that condom go?”

I fumble around for it in the dark because I know I dropped it somewhere on the bed after I opened it, and finally my fingers find the foil of the wrapper.

I don’t ever want to let her go, but I reluctantly pull back so I can roll the condom on, and Becca watches every second of itwith her lower lip snagged between her teeth. I’ve thought she was gorgeous from the second I laid eyes on her but seeing her bared out in front of me like this with raw desire written all over her face adds a whole new layer to her beauty.

I have a past, and so does she. We all do. But I’m starting to see that there is so much more to this woman than she’s ever let anyone see, and I’m determined to show her she can trust me with it. That I’m not just another selfish prick like Kaplan or the deadbeats her mom got with who will use her for what he wants and throw her away.

She’s special. She might not see it yet, but I do, and I’m going to do everything I can to make it clear. Even if it’s only for one night.

When I finish rolling the condom all the way on, Becca swallows.

“You okay?”

“Yeah, it’s just… can you go slow? I’ve never been with a guy as, well, big as you are.”

It’s so sweet and innocent that desire floods my veins all over again, so I lean over her and gently kiss her forehead. “I promise I’ll go slow, princess,” I say, brushing her hair out of her face. “I’ll make it good for you. But I want you to take every inch of my cock. Do you think you can do that?”

“Yes. I want that,” she whimpers softly, and I can’t hold back anymore.

I find her entrance again and start pushing in, watching her face for even the slightest hint of pain. As she opens up for me, her eyes widen, and a faint gasp leaks out of her.

“You’re so tight,” I groan as I reach down to thumb her clit, hoping it’ll ease the stretch for her. “Fucking hell.”

She writhes beneath me as I press deeper inside, biting her lower lip as she hooks her legs around the backs of mine, pulling me even closer.

“That’s it,” I grit out. “You’re doing amazing.”

“Is it all the way in?” she whimpers.

Something hungry and possessive rises up inside me, making me feel almost feral. “Not quite. You’ve only taken about half. You want more? You think you can handle it?”

Her gorgeous eyes flare wide, but then she nods firmly, rolling her hips beneath me and making me slip a little deeper inside her. “Yes. I want all of it. All of you. I can take it.”

I grin, my cock throbbing. “Of course you can. You can do anything you set your mind to, princess.”

She laughs softly at that, but the sound turns into a breathy moan as I pull out and then slide another inch into her tight pussy.

“So. Big,” she gasps.

“You’re killing me, princess,” I groan, resting my forehead against hers as our breaths dance together in the space between us. “I’m gonna fall apart before I give you everything. You feel too damn good.”

“So do you. It’s… it’s somuch, Theo.”

“Not too much for you,” I promise.

I keep toying with her clit, and she slowly starts to relax as she gets turned on all over again. Inch by inch, I disappear inside her until our hips meet. I have to stop and take a breath because the sensation of her squeezing all around me is almost too much to take, and judging from the look on her face, she feels the same.

“Good girl,” I say and stroke her cheek with the backs of my fingers. “I knew you could do it.”

“Oh my god,” she moans, grinding against me as she squirms on the bed, her pussy clenching around my entire length. “Please move. I need more. Please.”

The way she begs, digging her nails into my back, sets me on fire. I draw almost all the way out and thrust back in forcefully,and Becca cries out, her nails digging into my skin. She arches beneath me, so hungry and responsive. It’s fucking incredible.

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