Page 98 of Beta Team-The Saviors: Part One
Keon slides back up my body but pauses with his lips over mine just in case I don’t want to taste myself. I jerk his lips to mine and raise my hips in invitation when I feel his cock slide across my wet pussy. He pulls back and starts kissing down my body again. “What are you doing?”
“Making sure you’re ready.”
“I am.”
Keon looks up at me with a raised brow. “You’re a virgin, and I’m not small. I refuse to hurt you.”
I chew on my bottom lip, contemplating what I’m going to say next. “I want to taste you too.”
Keon’s eyes flare with heat, and he slides back up my body. Faster than my brain can process, he’s on his back beside me, and I’m being lifted and flipped around. Keon doesn’t give me a chance to protest before he hooks his arms around my thighs and jerks me against his mouth. He devours my pussy, and I reach out to wrap my hand around his dick. He didn’t say he wasn’t small to be vain, it was more a statement of fact. I’ve heard stories about losing your virginity and how bad it can hurt. But I know Keon will take care of me.
I’ve never done this before, so I lean down slowly and lick around the head of his cock. Keon’s hips jerk, and he groans, eating my pussy faster. I slowly slide my mouth over him, letting his flavor burst over my tongue. Moaning around his cock, I start tentatively sucking while moving my hand up and down the base. Pushing the self-conscious thought away that I’m sitting on his face and I might suck at this, I put everything into it, reading his body. I move my hand and let him slide further down. When he touches the back of my throat, his hips lift subtly, pushing himself further, making me gag.
Keon buries his tongue in my pussy, fucking me with it. I lose all train of thought, mindlessly sucking his dick. This whole experience is a thousand times better than I ever imagined. I can’t wait to feel him stretching me; I don’t give a fuck about the pain. Keon pulls me closer, making me worry about smothering him until his fingers slide back inside me, and he starts sucking on my clit. I pop off his cock with a moan but keep stroking him.
“That’s it, Mama,” he rasps against me. He flattens his tongue and starts rubbing it against my clit.
“Fuck!” My whole body seizes, and then I’m shaking with my second orgasm of the day. I have half a mind not to collapse on his face.
With gentle hands, Keon turns me back around and lays me back on the bed. He climbs over top of me and stretches his body over mine. When he kisses me this time, it’s slower and sweeter. I melt into the mattress, running my hands down his back.
“I need to go get a condom,” he mumbles against my lips before kissing me again. When he pulls back, I shake my head.
“I trust you.” I’ve heard about them getting checked regularly, and I knew Keon wouldn’t do anything to risk me. “I’m on birth control.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. Please, Keon.”
Keon kisses me again, and I feel him reach between us to line his cock up. My body is relaxed, and I’m embarrassingly wet, but that doesn’t give me any illusions that this will be pain-free. My body tenses when I feel him sliding inside me, and my legs start shaking when I feel him pushing against the resistance. Keon pulls back to look at my face before pushing gently forward. My hands fly to his forearms, my fingers digging in.
“I’ve got you, Mama,” Keon says softly. He works his hips back and forth a few times, then pushes past the resistance, breaking the fragile seal of my virginity.
“Holy shit,” I gasp. Keon stops moving, and I grab his hips. “Please don’t stop.”
“Never.” Keon slides his hand between us and starts gently rolling my clit in small circles. He moves in shallow thrusts, letting me get used to feeling him inside me, and I realize he’s not even halfway in yet. The more he rubs my clit, the more the pain fades to pleasure. When he feels my body relax, he pushes in further, but this time, he doesn’t stop until his thighs touch the back of mine. He leans down, braces his forearms on the bed,and rubs his hands over my head, kissing my forehead, my wet cheeks where a few tears escaped before softly kissing my lips. “Are you okay?”
“I feel so full.” I’ll be sore from him stretching me for the first time, but I would never take this moment back.
“Tell me when you’re ready.” He doesn’t seem in a hurry to move, just continues placing gentle kisses on my face. Something about the gesture makes me tear up again, but he doesn’t panic, just kisses away the tears when they fall.
With a shuddering breath, I rub my hands down his cheeks. “I’m ready.”
Keon doesn’t move away from me, he just gently starts moving his hips. I feel the wet slide of his cock inside me and try to think past the soreness. He feels amazing blanketing my body with his, his lips moving gently across my face. I wrap my arms around his neck, my legs around his waist to let him know that I’m ready.
Leaving one arm braced on the bed, he gets on his knees between my spread thighs. With his other hand, he starts working my clit while slowly dragging it out of me. “Fuck, Mama,” he grits out. “You feel so fucking good.”
“You do, too.”
Keon thrusts back inside me, and I can’t stop the shameless moan that leaves my mouth. He made sure I was relaxed and ready for him, and I think it helped with the pain. I still feel little aftershocks of it, but it’s not bad, so I can enjoy myself. I run my hands greedily over his chest, shoulders, and sweaty back. His thrusts pick up speed until he has a steady rhythm, but I know he’s still taking it easy on me. His face is set into a hard line, and his teeth are gritted, trying to hold back. It makes me wonder what he’ll be like when he knows I can handle him. Would he be rough? That thought makes me tighten around him, and he groans against my neck.
Keon’s speed never changes, and his fingers never leave my clit. He lets my orgasm build slowly, and before I know it, all the lingering pain is gone. I let my legs fall to the bed, opening them wider. Keon braces both hands beside my head and shuffles up to tuck his knees under my ass. “Rub your clit, Mama.”
My hand slides between us without hesitation, picking up where he left off. Keon looks down at our bodies, pulls out all the way, and sinks all the way back in with one firm thrust. His breath stutters out of him, and it makes me crazy because I did that to him. He looks back at my face and thrusts harder, keeping a close eye on my reaction. “Please,” is all I can get out, but he gets the hint.
His thrusts become more forceful but still not letting himself fully lose control. I can admit I’m not ready for that, but I know Keon will automatically know. He knows me better than I know myself. He moves faster, making our skin slap together. I rub my clit in tight circles, and I feel myself getting closer to falling over the edge.
“Are you going to come on my cock, Mama?” Keon’s voice has gone deep and gravely.
