Page 400 of The First Taste
Using my fingers to spread her pussy lips, I run my tongue up and down her entire slit, making a salacious sucking noise. I see her legs shudder as I use my tongue and circle her clit. She is hot and dripping wet and tastes sweet as fucking honey.
Penny digs her hands into my hair and groans, her hips bucking as I suck at her clit, feeling greedy. In my mind, I’m already trying to work out whether I can stand to make her come with my mouth more than once. Or whether I will brush my cock against anything vaguely soft and lose control. What little patience I’ve had this entire time has been stretched dangerously thin by now.
Before I can even slip a finger into her pussy, Penny’s fingers tighten in my hair. Her hips begin rocking against my mouth frenetically. I glance up and see that her eyes are closed, and her mouth is open, releasing a series of tiny, breathy moans.
“Fuck… fuck…”
She’s about to cum. After a moment’s hesitation, I stop what I’m doing. Her eyes snap open and she looks at me, puzzled.
“Hades!” she hisses.
I climb up onto the bed, taking my cock in my fist. Her look of anger is actually pretty cute. My mouth twitches.
“I want us to come together,” I say, giving my shaft a single pump.
“Oh!” she says, her anger instantly draining away. “Fuck yes.” She touches the bulbous tip of my cock, feeling the slick leak at the tip. “Don’t… um… I’m not on birth control or anything so…. you’ll have to pull out.”
That sounds terrible, honestly. All I want to do is bury my cock so deep inside her pussy and fuck her till neither of us is conscious. But I nod, because I’m not an idiot.
“I’ll remember,” I grit out.
Penny grabs my cock and brings it to her hot, wet pussy lips. I stare down at her as I nudge my hips, lining up the fat tip with her tight hole.
I mean to hold back. To be restrained. Really, I do.
But the second I sink in the barest inch, Penny wraps her legs around me and moans. She’s so wet and so tight, the pressure on my cock is just perfect. She digs her heels into my ass, urging me onward.
“Fuck me,” she begs. “God, Hades, please?— “
“I want ye to touch yerself again,” I whisper in her ear. “While I’m taking ye from behind, I want ye to make yerself come.”
She nods eagerly and I flip her over. She braces herself on her knees and elbows, showing her pretty pussy and ass to me. I grasp my cock, pressing the head to her entrance.
“Touch yerself,” I order. She reaches under her body and starts to play with her clit.
I plunge inside her and hear her gasp. She feels so hot and so tight that I have to go slow, otherwise I’ll come right away.
“Oh my god,” she gasps. “Hades, your cock feels so good.”
I grab her hips and use them as leverage while I fuck her, working my cock in and out of her pussy. She begins to tighten her innermost muscles even more as she plays with her clit. I focus, closing my eyes, and try to hit her g-spot every time I thrust.
Finally, she bursts, coming with a shout. I speed up as soon as I feel her begin to spasm, letting myself pound into her like a jackhammer. She cries out my name, which has never sounded better.
I feel my cock start to twitch and pulse as I drive home again and again. Even though I can barely think straight, I manage to pull out and come as I fuck her tightly pressed together thighs. I feel like I’m coming like a fucking fountain, her honeyed thighs milking my cock for everything they are worth.
“Fuck!” I cry. “Fuck, lass.”
I try to suck in breaths, shifting my cock back and forth, enjoying the overloaded sensation of her thighs.
Hades
We lie like that for a while. One of my hands in her hair, the other tucked around her waist. She closes her eyes and burrows against my chest, lying her thigh atop mine and tracing the whorls of hair as her fingers cross my chest in random patterns.
“Fuck,” I say, after a long time. “I think I’ve needed that since the very first moment I laid eyes on ye.”
Her eyes open and she looks vaguely amused. “I think that goes for me, too. That was…” She sucks her teeth. “The word explosive comes to mind.”
“Aye.” I nod, absently stroking her hair. “This complicates things, of course.”
