Page 98 of All Your Firsts

The wind picks up, and I can feel its icy touch on my overheated skin.

“You’re so wet and tight. You hear the sounds your pussy makes for me? I can’t wait to be inside you,” he says while pumping into me faster, making my legs shake and hitting something that has me seeing stars before I scream out my release.

He’s still slowly pumping, wringing out the last bit of my orgasm before withdrawing his fingers.

I lie on the back of his bike, breathing heavy, hair in a chaotic mess all over my face, too spent to move.

I’m wondering if this is it.Will he finally give me what I’ve asked for?

He takes something out of his saddlebag before I feel him wiping me down. Then, he pulls my panties and pants back up. I push my hands against the bike to get up before turning around to look at him. Confused.

“You ready to go?”

“But I thought...” I leave the rest unsaid.

“When we get home.”

Home, I think as my heart swells.

But there’s something I want to do.

I drop down on both knees in front of him. His head tilts to the side, looking down at me. “Are you sure?”

I nod, too nervous to talk.

“Have you done this before?”

I shake my head.

“You’re so perfect,” he says. “Unbutton my pants.”

Trembling, I reach out and touch the rough denim of his pants, my eyes fixed on the noticeable bulge straining against his zipper. As I awkwardly fumble with the button of his jeans, my inexperiencebecomes painfully obvious. I finally win the war and unzip his pants before looking back up at him.

“Pull them down.”

I slide down his pants and black boxer briefs. My eyes widen when he springs free. He fists himself a couple of times, and I can’t keep my eyes off the way his hand looks as he pleases himself.

“Open your mouth and stick out your tongue,” he says as he places the tip at the opening of my mouth.

I open wide while maintaining eye contact with him. It feels so intimate, and I love it.

He places his tip against my tongue and thrusts in with a groan. “Fuck...so good.”

More thunder strikes, and it sounds right above us.

“We gotta hurry.”

I nod.

“I’m going to take over. If you need me to stop, tap my leg, baby.” He threads his fingers between the strands of my hair, anchoring me to him before thrusting in harder, deeper until he can’t go in any farther. He hits the back of my throat, making my eyes water, but I continue to lick and suck. He groans with each thrust, and I can’t help the moan that follows.

I’m making him feel just as good as he makes me feel.

“Look at me, baby. I want you to swallow. Can you do that for me?” I look up at him, tears in my eyes, skin flushed, feeling more turned on than I have ever felt.

I give him a small nod, and he explodes with a deep groan. I swallow as he pulls me to my feet and presses his lips to mine.

“Let’s go home,” he says, making butterflies swarm in my belly and something deeper take root in my heart.

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