Page 73 of The New York Nighthawks: Vol 1

When my tip bumped her barrier, I stopped and tried to decide whether to—

“Fuck!” I shouted. Wrenley had grabbed hold of my ass and bucked her hips up so hard it had forced my shaft to break through her virginity. The sensations rolling over me made it difficult to concentrate, but I fought hard to stay still and made sure she was okay. “What the fuck, baby?” I panted.

Her cheeks were wet, but I could see the pain fading from her eyes. She shrugged. “I could see you agonizing over it, so I decided to do it for you.”

I wanted to laugh, but I was still worried about her…and occupied by trying not to come from the way her pussy was gripping me like a vise. “I wanted to be gentle—fuck! Would you stop doing that?”

Wrenley had grabbed hold of me again and thrust her pelvis up, pushing me even deeper. “I don’t want gentle,” she rasped. “I want you to stop talking and finish what you started.”

She raised her head and used her teeth to tug on the silver bar in my nipple just as her inner walls clenched. Dark spots suddenly floated into my vision. “Whatever you want, baby,” I grunted before giving myself over to my need for her.

I pulled back a few inches and slammed back in, burying myself to the hilt.

“Yes!” Wrenley cried, her fingers curling, making her nails dig into the flesh of my ass.

The small bite of pain set off something primal in me, and I shouted as my body took over.

I held myself up just enough so I wouldn’t crush Wrenley, but my hips slapped against her skin every time I thrust deep inside her.

“Oh, fuck, baby. Your tight little pussy feels so damn good. So fucking wet. Fuck! Oh, fuck!”

There was rhythm at first, but with every glide of my dick inside her, I felt more and more wild. I moved to my knees and grabbed her ass, raising her pelvis so I would penetrate even deeper. For some reason, that was the moment it hit me that I was bare inside Wrenley. The question of whether I should pull out zipped into my mind, but it left just as quickly as it had come. Because on the next thrust, my cock bumped her cervix, and the caveman inside me took possession.

I pumped my hips fast and hard, rutting in my woman with one goal. To make her come before I filled her with my seed.

“Jordan! Oh! Oh! Oh, yes!” Wrenley’s cries escalated to screams of passion, and they fueled my fire.

“Come, baby,” I commanded, my voice low and hoarse. “Let me feel that pussy squeezing my cock. Make me come with you and milk it dry. Is that what you want, Wrenley? For me to fill you up?” Her pussy clenched hard, and I smiled grimly. “Yeah, I knew you’d like that. Take it, baby. Oh, fuck yeah. That’s it. Yes! Fuck! Fuck!”

Wrenley suddenly shattered, and it pushed me over the edge right after her. I bellowed her name, my climax hitting me like a freight train as I planted myself as deep as possible. My cock exploded, and streams of come filled her pussy, spurting over and over until it was seeping out between us.

Eventually, I collapsed on top of her. I would have immediately rolled away so I wouldn’t crush her under my weight, but she wrapped herself around me and held on tight. “Don’t move,” she begged softly. “Not yet.”

“I’m not too heavy?” I asked, looking down at her skeptically.

She shook her head and smiled, almost shyly. “I was built for you, remember? Besides, this moment, it’s…perfect. You stretching me, making me feel so full, your body shielding me and making me feel safe and protected. It’s perfect.”

My answer was to kiss her, pouring my emotions into it to show her that I completely agreed.

After a while, though, I worried about how sore she’d be if I stayed too long inside her pussy right after I’d taken her virginity. So I eventually pulled out amidst reluctant groans from both of us. I pecked her lips and whispered, “Wait here, gorgeous.”

Climbing out of bed, I chuckled at my bobbing cock. Seriously, all that come, and I was still somehow semi-hard. Shaking my head, I went into the bathroom and quickly cleaned up, feeling a sense of wicked pride when I saw the pink that tinged the jizz on my dick. When I was done, I took a warm wet cloth over to Wrenley and gently cleaned her up. By the time I was done, she was fast asleep.

I didn’t want to spend our first night together at the hotel. I wanted to be home, in our bed. But I decided to let her sleep a little before waking her and taking her home. Partly because I’d worn her the fuck out and also because I needed to give Clay time to clear out. I felt a little guilty for kicking him out with no notice and so late at night, but not enough to let him stay when I knew I would likely make my girl come several more times throughout the night.

I’d never regretted doing my friend a favor…until now. I shot off a text to my soon-to-be ex-roommate, then set an alarm and climbed into bed with my girl. An hour later, I woke her, and we dressed before sneaking out of the hotel and grabbing a cab back to our place.

For the record, it was four. She screamed the walls of our home down four times before we both passed the fuck out again.

9

WRENLEY

Waking up in Jordan’s bed with his big, strong body wrapped around mine was a surreal experience. I was tempted to pinch myself to make sure I wasn’t still dreaming, but that wasn’t necessary because the slight ache between my legs confirmed that I truly had lost my virginity to him last night. And then some.

When I rolled over to check if he was still sleeping, I realized that we might have overdone it a little with the fourth round of sex only a few hours ago. An involuntary groan slipped past my lips, and Jordan’s eyes popped open. Concern shined from the jade-green depths as he cupped my cheek. “Are you okay, baby? Should I run you a hot bath?”

After scoping out his oversized Jacuzzi tub last night, I wasn’t about to turn down his offer. “Yes, please. That sounds amazing.”

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