For the First Time: Twenty-One Brand New Stories of First Love (75 page)

“Stop overthinking, and just do it, Rose.” He slid his hand along her cheek and lifted her face to his. “I want that pretty mouth of yours sucking my cock. Now.” He moved his hand into her hair and pulled her forward until the tip of his cock brushed her mouth. Eyes locked with his, she opened her mouth and sucked in the head. Instantly, his salty yet masculine flavor exploded in her mouth. The flavor of his cum had a fresh gush of moisture pooling from her pussy.

God, she could have climaxed from this alone.

“That’s it, Rose, give me more.”

Hollowing out her cheeks, Rose tried to suck as much of his cock into her mouth as she could. When the tip hit the back of her throat and half his length was still untouched, she wrapped her hand around the base, having a very limited knowledge of what to do. Of course, she’d seen pornos, but that didn’t mean she could get Jaxon off this way alone.

And God, I want to do that
.

Because not even her fingers would reach around him as she held onto him, she reveled in the knowledge that soon he would be pushing all of these massive inches into her, claiming her innocence, and tearing through her hymen. She wanted to hear him groan, hear him curse because he couldn’t contain himself, because it felt too damn good.

The only noise he made, to her disappointment, was the sound of his heavy breathing. But she could hear the wood creaking as he clenched his hand around the armrest of his chair.

His knuckles were white; the skin stretched taut from the force he exerted. His other hand was in her hair, pulling at the strands, causing a delicious sting to travel through her scalp and down her spine.

The pain gave way to pleasure.

Bobbing her head up and down, she increased her speed, and made it her mission to get him off. Sucking harder, Rose used her tongue to run along the length on the down stroke, tease the throbbing veins under the length of his cock, and then tease the tip of his shaft. She gently pushed her tongue against the hole at the tip and grew warm when he groaned.

“Fuck,” he cursed.

His breathing became more labored, and she knew he was close. Rose ran her hand up and down his length, applying pressure at the base and feeling his smooth skin move over the steeliness of his hard cock. His legs tightened beneath her, and she tasted several heavy spurts of semen that hit the back of her throat.

“That’s it, pretty girl. Work my cock with your mouth.” His breathy yet deep command had her obeying instantly. His length swelled even more in her mouth. His hand tightened in her hair, and he applied pressure, pulling her further onto his cock, making her take it all. She accepted his steely dominance because she had no intention of pulling away. She wanted to taste him, to feel the thick warmth of his cum hit the back of her throat.

“Swallow it,” Jaxon seemed to force the words out. “Drink it all down,” Jaxon growled right before she felt the heavy load of his cum shoot out of the tip of his shaft and fill her mouth. He lifted his hips, thrusting his cock into her, making the tip hit the back of her throat.

He was skull fucking her.

Working her throat around him, she swallowed every last drop he gave her, feeling high from it. Tasting him had her nipples beading and her clit throbbing.

When there was nothing left to swallow, she pulled away. His shaft fell free of her mouth and she sat back on her heels, breathing heavily and feeling a drop of his cum slide down her bottom lip. Lifting her eyes up and looking into his gaze, her breath caught when she realized his face was right in front of hers once more. He didn’t say anything for the longest time. Finally, he lifted his hand and ran it over her bottom lip, collecting his cum and holding it up for her to see.

“Open wide, baby.”

She opened her mouth, and when he slipped his cum-coated finger into her mouth, she wrapped her lips around the digit and sucked it clean.

“That’s it,” he seemed to say to himself.

Rose hummed around his finger and savored the taste of him, the potency, and masculinity that filled her because she was here with Jaxon.

When she had sucked off every drop, he leaned back and stared down at her.

“I’m not nearly done with you.”

J
axon helped her
to stand, and he pulled her into the hardness of his body, grabbed a chunk of her hair, and tilted her head back. He kissed her long and hard, sweeping his tongue in the cavern of her mouth, before he pulled back.

“Let’s go to the bedroom. Let me show you how good I can make you feel.”

Without saying anything else, he led her through the house and up the stairs. She was devoid of clothing, and the cool air brushing over her body was arousing. Once on the landing, Jaxon led them to a room right across from the stairs. He pulled one of the doors open and she stepped inside, momentarily stunned by the opulence of it all.

Before she could turn and face him, the sound of the door shutting filled her head, and then he grabbed her and pushed her back up against the wall. She gasped, the chill of the wall startling.

Jaxon took her mouth in a kiss again, but before it got too heated, he broke away and spun her around so her chest was to the wall, her nipples hardened and rubbing along the damask wallpaper.

The wall beneath her sweaty palms was smooth and cold. She could feel Jaxon right behind her, could feel his body heat seep into hers. He ran his finger up the back of her thigh and she closed her eyes, savoring the feel. Her eyes snapped open when his mouth replaced his fingers, his teeth biting into her flesh. She groaned when his tongue smoothed the sting his teeth caused. He ran his tongue along the back of her leg and across the crease where her leg met her ass. The feel of his hands creeping up her inner legs, closer and closer to the spot on her body that ached for his touch, had everything around her becoming dizzy with pleasure.

He hadn’t even touched her, not really, not where she really wanted him to, and already she was about to explode. She could feel his warm, humid breath on her pussy, and she pushed back, silently praying Jaxon would take the hint and give her what she needed.

But the sharp sting of his palm landing on her bare ass cheek had her gasping and biting her lip. The spot where he struck her was warm from the blood rushing to the surface. Endorphins spread throughout her body and she found herself swaying at the force of it.

She inhaled as she rested her forehead on the wall, unable to hold it up any longer. Her fingernails scraped against the expensive wallpaper. The sound of tearing fabric flushed away the hazy arousal that he brought out in her, and she realized he was now fully naked. Before she could look behind her and verify that, the feeling of Jaxson’s mouth latching onto her pussy had Rose biting her bottom lip.

His tongue, slightly rough in his aggression, tormented her in great sweeping waves. Curling his fingers around her waist, he pulled her back on his mouth, forcing her more firmly onto his assaulting tongue and lips.

“So smooth and sweet,” the rough growl of his words sent a spear of carnal pleasure straight to her clit. “I fucking love that your cunt is nice and shaved, all smooth and glossy.” He roared again when she thrust her ass back against him. “I’m going to pop this cheery, claim it as mine, and no other dick will know how juicy you are, will they?”

She shook her head, willing to say anything to have him touch her more.

He pulled his mouth away, but ran his finger along her slick folds. He growled at the same time he slowly pushed one of his long, thick fingers into her pussy. Immediately, her body sucked him in, drawing the digit deeper.

“I’m going to pop your cherry with my cock, but right now I want to make you feel good.” Fucking her pussy in slow and steady thrusts, he used his other hand to smooth over the mound of her ass and give one cheek a squeeze.

A low moan left her.

Smack!

Another painful gasp, but the pleasure that filled her sucked the air into her lungs. He smacked her ass again, at the same time he used his tongue and lapped at her clit. He hummed against her slippery slit, and took one hand and placed it on her quivering belly, holding her in place. And then he rose over her, covered her back with his chest, and exhaled roughly against her ear. The heavy length of his hard cock slid against her slick cleft, parting her folds, making her yearn for more. He was teasing her with the promise of what the night entailed.

His breath blew the tendrils of hair by her face, and she moaned, almost afraid of what he was going to do next, although she anticipated every moment.

The hand that spanned her belly slid up her ribcage and covered a breast. His forefinger and thumb found her sensitive nipple and started tweaking it. Pulling the tissue away from her body at the same time, he rolled it between his fingers. The taste of blood hit her tongue, and it was then she realized she had bitten her lip hard enough to pierce the skin. It was pleasure mixed with pain, and god, it felt incredible.

“Do you want me to stop teasing you and fuck that virgin pussy of yours already?” He applied more pressure to her aching nipple and then curled his hips forward, pressing his cock more firmly into her cleft. With the dual sensation, her legs started to shake and she couldn’t suck enough air into her lungs.

He spanked her again, not hard enough to cause an unbearable amount of pain, but enough to heighten her arousal, and cause an unexpected orgasm to creep up. Before it could wash through her, he suddenly pulled away, and she was left feeling bereft.

Resting her head on the wall in front of her, Rose didn’t even bother asking why he’d stopped. He was in control, and she was along for the ride.

“Answer me,” his voice seemed to be everywhere, or maybe she was just losing her mind from the pleasure he was slowly killing her with?

She licked her lips and blinked her eyes open. “Yes. I want you to fuck me.”

“You want me to pop that cherry of yours?”

She nodded. “Yes,” she breathed out.

He had her pulled away from the wall and placed her on the bed before she could even comprehend what was happening. As she stared up at him, her legs spread, her pussy on full display, all she could think about was he’d be shoving that monster inside of her. He was huge, thick, and long, and her inner muscles clenched on their own.

He grabbed his cock and started stroking from root to tip, the crown glossy with his pre-cum. “I’m going to fuck you so good, you’ll know who you belong to.”

She didn’t know how to take that, but Rose knew how she wanted to take it. She wanted to be Jaxson’s, wanted him to want only her. It might be foolish to even think that, but it was the truth, especially now that she was right here in front of him, and about to loose the virginity he’d bought and paid for.

He was between her thighs, with his hands on her knees seconds later. For a moment, all he did was stare at her pussy, and she was on the verge of begging for his cock. But he finally grabbed himself, placed the tip at her entrance, and started to push in. Fisting the sheets in her hands, she held on, feeling like she’d float away if she didn’t have anything grounding her.

In one move, Jaxon shoved deep inside of her, claiming her innocence, breaking through her barrier, and causing her to cry out.

“Motherfucker,” he gritted out, his voice strained, hard. “You’re so damn tight and hot.” His eyes were closed, his jaw clenched tight. He was deep inside of her, the heavy weight of his sack pressing against her ass. He held still for a moment, and then he started pulling out. When the tip was at her entrance, he looked down. “Look at my dick in your virgin cunt, Rose.”

She lifted up, feeling stretched and so damn full.

His cock was almost all the way out of her, glossy from her cream, but also streaked with her blood. He reached down, and surprising the hell out of her, ran his finger along his cock, collecting her arousal and virgin blood.

“Watch me, pretty girl.”

She lifted her gaze to his face, her heart beating faster, and she watched him lick his finger clean. He growled and then started thrusting back into her. In and out, slowly at first, Jaxon allowed her body to grow accustomed to his size, but he was too large; she knew even if he fucked her a hundred times, she’d still feel full and stretched.

“You feel fucking incredible.” His eyes were closed and his head thrown back.

The discomfort she felt was present, but with every thrust, she felt her pleasure heightening. Then he reached between them and started rubbing her clit, and that pleasure heightened even more.

She let her gaze travel down his chiseled chest, all rippling with hard lines of muscles and that delicious
V
that pointed down to his impressive dick. When she looked back up, all she saw was the expression on his face: Jaxon Caldwell was staring at her as if she was the only woman in the world.

“You’re mine.”

And she’d never felt anything more real than that statement.

“S
ay you’re mine,”
Jason ground out, demanding.

“I’m yours,” Rose said without hesitation.

Jaxon had her legs wrapped around his waist and was thrusting into her again, a little harder this time, but still slow. His biceps strained and bunched as he braced them on either side of her head, his hips still moving back and forth as he pumped into her.

“Touch your breasts.” His gaze dipped down to her breasts, and she didn’t hesitate to obey him. “Pinch those pretty pink nipples.” Taking her nipple between her index finger and thumb, she mimicked what Jaxon had done to them just moments before. It was so good, but his touch was infinitely better.

He moved his hands down the bed and slipped them under her to grip her ass. He gripped her cheeks tighter, and then he was sliding back into her, all the while his stare riveted to what she was doing to her breasts. Mouth opening on a silent cry, Rose closed her eyes and let the sensation of him filling her wash through her. When he was fully inside her, his balls touching the bottom crease of her ass, he stilled.