Page 11 of Puppy Love
Crawling on the bed toward me and closing the distance, he reached behind my back and undid my bustier, releasing my tits. His eyes focused on my breasts, his tongue swiping over his lips.
“Do you like what you see?” I asked, trying to sound sexy, but I was feeling a bit self-conscious. He said I was gorgeous and beautiful, but that was when I was covered up a bit. I felt vulnerable and nervous that he didn’t like the way I looked.
“Baby, I’m loving what I’m seeing,” he responded, his gaze still focused on my tits as a wicked smile formed across his face.
His lips met mine then trailed kisses along my jaw and down my neck. I tilted my head, giving him access to more as he descended to my chest. His teeth grazed my collarbone, cuppingand squeezing my tits at the same time. My breath hitched when his lips pulled my nipple into his mouth, sucking it and lapping his tongue around the sharp peak. Leo took his time before moving to my other nipple, giving it the same attention.
His kisses and the way his lips followed the curves of my body sent sparks through me. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. I knew that before we went any further, I’d need to tell him soon that I’m a virgin. I’ve saved myself for someone who would come close to how I felt about Leo. Now that Leo confessed his feelings for me, it was about time I gave up my virginity to him.
He placed a kiss above the waistband of my panties, then hooked his finger under the band and pulled the lace material down and off my legs. His eyes darkened, filled with lust and desire.
“Fuck, baby. You are perfect…so gorgeous,” he growled, lowering down and settling between my legs. “Has anyone touched you here?” he asked, his fingers stroking my slit, spreading my wetness.
My hips squirmed, his touch earning a gasp from me. I shook my head. “No,” I said breathily. Although I’ve given head to my ex-boyfriend, the only action he got was touching my breasts. I didn’t want him to touch my pussy. I was nervous that if he did, then we’d end up having sex, and I wasn’t ready then.
He looked up, locking eyes with mine, his body tensed up. “You’re a virgin?”
My cheeks heated, embarrassed. I nodded, looking away sheepishly. “Yes.” My voice came out above a whisper.
“Was that the first blow job you’ve ever given?” he asked, curiosity laced in his expression.
I shook my head, unable to look at him. “No.”
Leo hovered over me, pinching my chin between his fingers, twisting my head until our eyes met. “Look at me, Cece.” It came out as an order.
“You have nothing to be embarrassed about. We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.” His eyes softened; voice low and body relaxed. I melted hearing his soothing voice.
“I want to…I want you to be my first,” I confessed.
“Are you sure? Once we do this, there’s no going back. You’ll be mine. No one else will have you,” he said, his tone filled with possessiveness.
“Yes, I’m sure,” I said. “I’ve always been yours, Leo. I was just waiting for you to finally notice me.”
He hovered over me, then pressed his lips on mine in a heated kiss that left me breathless before moving down my body again until he reached my sex.
“You’re dripping wet, baby. All for me,” he growled.
“Only for you.” I confirmed what he said, letting him know that it’s only him who makes my body react like this.
While keeping my gaze, he licked up my slit and I closed my eyes, relishing in this feeling. His tongue moved in slow movements, weaving through my folds. A moan escaped my lips, my hands ran through his hair. His featherlike flicks of his tongue touched my clit and I bucked my hips up, desire growing in my core.
Leo hooked his arms under my thighs, holding me down to keep me still.
“Fuck…feels so good, baby,” I moaned, looking down at him.
I felt a smirk play on his lips against my pussy as he continued to assault my clit with his tongue, alternating with sucking on the sensitive nub. The brewing of pleasure in my core was reaching its peak and I was ready to explode.
He slid his thick finger in my pussy, sliding in easily since I was so wet. He pumped his finger a couple times until he added another finger, stretching my pussy.
My moans were getting louder, my hands fisted his hair. A low growl rumbled in his chest. I was getting close to my climax, needing more from him. As if he knew what I was thinking, his tongue flicked my clit faster, his fingers matching the same speed.
“I want your eyes on me, baby, when you come,” he said, lifting off my pussy briefly before devouring me like a starved man.
My eyes snapped to his, my heartbeat raced and I panted as I chased my orgasm, a tingling sensation felt in my core.
“Fuck, I’m coming,” I whimpered, then I cried out, my body shaking with my release as he continued to finger fuck me and lap up the cum releasing in his mouth.
His fingers slowed down, then he pulled them out, sucking them dry.
