Page 8 of The Big Scoop

I plunged my tongue into her mouth, my body aching to make her mine. Her wetness coated the tips of my fingers as I traced her thighs. I’d expected to feel the soft fabric of her panties as I moved up, but instead, I felt the warm, wet skin of her pussy lips.

A moan escaped her lips, and without hesitation, I slid a finger inside.

“Harrison!” Gwen burst out, breaking our embrace. “We—we can’t!”

She reached down and snatched my wrist and pulled me back. I let her, but I also held firm as she tried to push my arm back behind me and away from her.

“Not only can we,” I whispered. “But we also should.”

She was trying to save face—trying to maintain some professionalism despite what her body was telling me. My cock was screaming to be let loose and her plump lips had me going absolutely wild.

Perfection.

“I’m here for the story,” she said, as though she was trying to figure out what to say as she went along. “The story—”

“And I’ll give it to you,” I replied. “After I give it to you.”

Grabbing a fistful of her blonde hair, I pulled her lips to mine and kissed her deeply. Her grip on my wrist loosened and I ran my hand back up the insides of her thighs, found her hot, slippery pussy, and slid a finger inside.

Gwen gasped again, but this time she didn’t pull away; this time she snatched me around the neck with one arm and pulled me tighter, so tight her teeth pressed into my lower lip as she began to kiss me with unbridled hunger.

Fuck, I thought as I reached down and undid the top button on my pants. I tugged the zipper and reached into my boxers, grabbed my cock, and pulled it out.

I was hard as a fucking rock, and as I curled a finger inside her, Gwen broke her embrace and looked down between us. I almost laughed when her eyes went wide.

“What is that?” she asked in shock.

“What, you’ve never seen a dick before?” I teased, running my tongue across her lower lip.

“Well, I mean…that’s beside the point,” she replied. “But what is—”

“Wait,” I interrupted. “You’ve never seen a dick before?”

A blush came over Gwen’s cheeks and she ducked her head and hid her eyes from me.

No way…

“Gwen,” I said softly, trying to get her to look at me, but she was like a scared horse and whichever way I went, she went the opposite.

“Gwen!” I laughed, finally slipping a second finger inside her and causing her to gasp and throw herself against me. “Are you really—are you a virgin?”

“Let’s just say…” she replied, her voice a breathy moan. “I’m lacking in experience.”

Shit, that’s hot…

“Well, let’s just say,” I replied softly, applying more pressure with my fingers. “That I’ll show you everything you need to know.”

Gwen gasped and I felt her pussy clench down on my fingers as I curled inside her and found her spot. A shudder ran through her and I gently took her hand and placed it on my dick.

“Fuck…” I groaned as her delicate fingers explored my shaft with obvious innocence.

I’ll teach her just how I like it, I thought as I guided her hand while I fingered her. She was absolutely dripping. She’d been doing her best to conceal her arousal earlier—trying to pretend like she wasn’t attracted to me—but now there was no denying it.

“Har—Harrison,” she stammered as I moved my fingers faster, feeling her pussy grow tighter and tighter as she got closer to climax.

“That’s it,” I coaxed her, my cock pulsing hot between my legs, eager to take her and claim her as mine. “Come for me, baby. Come.”

Gwen’s body shook again and her pussy clamped down hard on my fingers. I pressed my lips against the skin of her neck.

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