Page 20 of Wicked Oath
“Fine by me.” I don’t stop him as he leans down and kisses my breasts, paying special attention to my nipples. God, I can’t believe this is happening. It feels so good, though.
James grips my waist as he kisses down my stomach. His lips hover over my pussy as he opens my legs wide. “The minute I saw you, I knew you’d be mine. I haven’t stopped wondering what you taste like.”
I blush deeply.
In one swift motion, he licks my pussy. I gasp, trying to shut my legs, but James keeps them spread open. It’s too much.
“My cock is so fucking hard for you, baby,” he murmurs around his kisses. He licks my folds so gently that I feel like I might scream. My head keeps tossing back and forth as I look around the room. I spot the hallway that leads to the front door, knowing that Garret is just on the other side. After I leave today, I’ll go out there, no longer a virgin.
Some good girl I am.
I can’t help the moan that passes my lips as he pays special attention to my clit with his tongue. His hands grip my thighs so tightly, and all I can do is stare up at the ceiling and enjoy the sensations James gives me.
He pulls his head back slightly. “Cup your breasts for me.” He resumes his attention to my pussy.
I’ve gone this far.
I cup my breasts and play with my nipples as James licks my folds. This is all too much.
“Good girl,” he growls. The deep bass of his voice makes my inner walls clench, and the deep throbbing sensation in my pussy makes me wetter. “That’s it, baby.”
His tongue presses into my clit, and a jolt of pleasure spikes over me.
“James,” I cry out as my next release takes over me. He keeps my legs open wide as I come, continuing to kiss and lick me. Oh my god. I slump to the floor once my body calms.
He kisses up my body and captures my lips in another kiss. “You taste so fucking good.” I blush deeper. “Still a good girl, or do you want me to fuck you right here and make you mine for good? I’ll make your first time so good, baby.”
My legs flop to the side, unable to hold themselves up. “James, I want to. I just don’t want to get into trouble.”
He kisses me so sweetly. “I won't let you. I’ll protect you.”
“Ok. Yes, James. I want you. I know this is crazy, and we’re still practically strangers, but I want you.”
“I think we’re more than strangers at this point, baby. And trust me. You won't regret this.” He sits back and undoes his pants, pulling them down enough, so his erection comes out. I can’t help how my eyes widen. I’ve never seen a man’s penis in person before. It’s a … little intimidating.
I gasp as James rolls onto his back and sits me on his lap. His erection is pressed against my inner thigh. “What are you doing?”
“I want you to prove to me that you’re no longer the good girl you claim to be. I could easily fuck you. That’s what you want. But you need to take your pleasure from me.”
“James, I don’t know how to do this. What if I mess up?”
He sits up and wraps his arms around me, pulling me closer, so his erection slides higher up my thigh. “I got you, baby. Trust me. I’m going fuck you real good. But I need you to take the first step.”
He’s right. I do want this.
So, keeping his eyes locked with mine, I shift until I feel his length pressing against my opening. Then, I press down. At first, the sensation is uncomfortable as he enters me. “James?”
“Keep going, baby. It’ll feel better.”
I do as he says and keep pressing my hips down until he’s all the way inside me. No longer a virgin. I always assumed I’d wait for my wedding night, but with James, I threw that all out the window. He makes me wild.
I wrap my arms around his shoulders and bury my head in his neck. “Now, what?”
“Now, we move.” He shifts his hips up, making a spike of pleasure shoot over me. I gasp. “See? It can feel good.” He moves his hips again, then again and again. I start to match his rhythm. “Good, baby. Let go.”
James keeps sitting upright as I begin to really move my body. I surprise myself by grinding my hips down and feeling all of him inside me. My inner walls clench around his erection.
Our eyes stay locked together as our bodies move as one. It’s both dirty and raw and sweet and beautiful at the same time.
