Page 35 of Vinny

Before she could question, he saw the look of surprise on her face.And the look of interest in her eyes.“Mornin’ beautiful,” he greeted, leaning over to kiss her. The kiss started slow. A greeting. Then morphed into something more. Passion. Heat. Desire. Angling his head to control the intensity, he slid his tongue into her warm mouth, exploring every crevice. Tasting her. Memorizing her essence.

He swallowed her moan as she twisted her body around to face his and he pulled her tightly into him. His massive erection was painfully pressed betweentheir bodies. One hand slid down to her firm ass, massaging the globes, while his other hand stayed tangled in her silky hair.

She began to move her hips as she slid one leg over his, pressing her core against his cock.Please don’t turn me away,she thought, knowing this was the man she wanted. Needed. Trusted.

He leaned back peering into her eyes, looking for permission, seeing nothing but passion and acceptance. Smiling, he moved back in, his tongue sliding from her lips to her neck as he tasted and kissed her smooth skin. Gently sucking the dip where her pulse beat erratically, he latched on leaving his mark as she scored his back with her nails.

Suddenly at a loss, he wondered what to do.Never made love to a virgin. Hell, never had a virgin. Nor made love to anyone. All others were just a fuck and move on. This? Jesus, what the hell do I do?

She sensed his reticence and was determined to not let him talk himself out of what she wanted to happen. Sliding her hand down between their bodies and into his boxers, she wrapped it around his cock. The skin was soft over the steel core and she felt it jump in her hands. He was much larger than the few experiences she had in college, but she instinctively moved her hand up and down.

“Baby?” he rasped, voice like gravel. “Are you sure?”

“Mmmmm,” was the only answer he received, her lips traveling along his jaw, licking the morning stubble.

Pulling back away from her, he repeated, “Baby girl, I’ve got to hear it.”

Her eyes, still filled with passion, cleared as she smiled at him. “Yes. I want this. With you. And only you.”

“Thank God,” he groaned, continuing to kiss her as he slowly slid his hand into her panties, finding her folds slick and ready.A virgin. A virgin,kept rolling through his mind.She’s got to be ready.

He maneuvered her up just long enough to pull off her t-shirt, freeing her body to his perusal. Jerking off his boxers his cock stood at attention, already leaning toward her with a mind of its own.Gotta wait, boy. Gotta take this slow and make it perfect for her.

Lying back down, he slowly inserted one finger into her tight channel, fingering her gently to bring her pleasure without pain. Crooking his finger deep inside, he hit the spot he wanted to find as her moans increased. Lowering his head he pulled one taut nipple into his mouth, sucking hard. Giving it a nip before soothing with his tongue, he felt her juices increase against his finger.

She felt every nerve. Every tingle. Every caress and suckle. And thought she would die with need.This feels like flying. Hurling toward the end of the runway, knowing that you’ll soon take off.With one last tweak of his finger her core, tightly coiled, burst with electricity pulsating in all direction. He sucked her nipple as her head fell back against the pillow, a moan filling the spinning room.

He felt her inner walls grab his finger and his cock jumped again.God, I want that on my dick. He watched her pant through her orgasm and realized he hadnever seen anything as beautiful as a woman he cared about being pleasured.‘Cause I never cared about anyone before.

She lifted her head as her eyes shimmered, watching him watch her. “Please, Vinny,” she begged softly. “Make love to me.”

Smiling, he brushed her hair back away from her face, kissing her lips gently. “Anything for you, baby,” he promised. Letting go of her just long enough to roll on a condom, he moved back over her body. With her legs spread for him, he stared down at her glistening folds and seated himself at her entrance.

Uncertainty filled his expression. “I…I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I don’t know that we can help that,” she replied nervously.

“I’ll go slow.” He began to push his way in.Oh, damn, she’s tight.Her inner walls squeezed as he pressed in. While his dick was reveling in the feeling, he was terrified of hurting her.

Never having known a feeling of such fullness, she tried to breathe to ease the passing.Lamaze, right? That’s what they do, I think.While the feeling of gentle pressure was building, she realized it was not painful as she attempted to relax.

Aware of the tumultuous thoughts flying through her head as he watched her face carefully, he willed his dick to move slowly. Torturously slow.

“Just do it,” she panted.

Nodding, he forced his erection to the hilt, stopping as her sudden gasp met his ears. Her face, slightlycontorted in discomfort, stilled him immediately.What the hell do I do now?

“Go,” she begged. “Do something.”

He moved in and out slowly, allowing the moisture to slick her inner walls, easing the passage. As her core began to accept his aching cock, he pumped in and out faster. Feeling her relax slightly underneath him he kissed her, his tongue moving in unison with his dick. Her moans filled his mouth as he moved faster and faster with ease.

Knowing he was going to blow soon he slid his hand down between them, resting his weight on his other bent arm.

She had always wondered what the fuss was all about and now she knew. The feeling of the man on top of her, joined with her as one, was overwhelming. The discomfort had dissipated, leaving her hurling once more down the runway. The feeling of friction deep inside had every nerve tingling again, desperately wanting the explosion she knew was coming.

Moving his mouth down to suck on her nipple while his fingers clamped down on her swollen clit was all it took to take her over the edge. With her fingernails digging into his back he watched as she screamed out his name, her tight inner walls clamping down on his dick. He had never liked a woman’s fingernail marks on his back before, not wanting any woman to have a claim once they parted, but this? He wanted to wear her marks for all to see, as he looked down at the love bite he had given her earlier.Both marked. For each other.

With only a few more thrusts he threw his headback, a grimace on his face as his neck corded with the force of his orgasm. Deeper and deeper. Finally with every drop wrung out he collapsed to the side, rolling with her in his arms, keeping her tightly in his embrace.

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