The Gambler (16 page)

He approached her cautiously, not wanting to move too fast lest he spook her. When he stood in front of her and ran his finger down her c
heek, his eyes boring into hers, she smiled the most beautiful smile up at him. It went straight through his heart and beyond. “Angel, kiss?”

“Yes my beautiful baby.” He picked her up and wrapped her legs around his middle before bringing his mouth down on hers. He wasn’t sure if she knew or even understood the difference in the degrees between this kiss and the many others they’d shared before.

Always he held back a little, it had only been a few days after all. But he knew his Jenna didn’t measure time and space the same as others.

If he held back it was only for propriety’s sake and right now he could give a fuck about propriety
, or what anyone else was gonna think.

She was his wasn’t she? If he hadn’t already claimed her in the eyes of the law, he’d already claimed her in his heart, in his very soul. To him that carried more weight.

He stood there next to the bed with his tongue in her mouth, as she made the sexiest fucking sounds he’d ever heard. She took hold of his face as he controlled the heat and depth of the kiss, while his hands caressed her gently.

He wanted in turns to plunder and savor. Her scent, her feel, her very essence
, called him to plunder, but her sweet innocence commanded that he savor. Pulling his mouth slowly away from hers he looked into her eyes before laying her back on the bed.

He teased her body with his fingertips as she writhed against the sheets her legs falling open. He could feel her body heating up under his hand as he came closer and closer to her sex, but each time he’d teasingly pull back.

With eyes still locked, he leaned his head over her and kissed her bare stomach repeatedly, making an arc around her middle. He licked her just above the waistline of her bikini underwear, before dipping his tongue slightly under and back out again.

She hissed and shook a little
, but he felt no fear in her. He was on the alert for any sign that he was scaring her, as he lowered her panties ever so slowly. She did nothing more than lifted her ass to make it easier for him and he breathed a sigh of relief.

His cock was already hurting so bad, that the thought of having to stop now would’ve had him howling into the fucking dawn. He pulled them off her feet and threw them to the floor, before turning back to her. He’d deal with the bra later, right now he wanted to deal with her sweet pussy that opened like a flower under his tongue.

He inhaled her scent first, before letting his tongue peep out to touch her flesh. She lifted off the bed, pushing her pussy harder against his mouth. He held her hips in his hands as he licked deeply into her. Ahh there it was.

He hadn’t realized he’d been holding his breath
, until he felt that membrane with his tongue. The surety of her innocence was like a lightning rod to his senses. He pressed against it with his tongue before pulling back once more and opening her up with his fingers. He wanted to see, needed to for whatever reason.

Her pink flesh was dewy from his kisses and her own moisture as he gently held her open. He could barely make out the little strip of flesh that covered just inside her entrance. He was grateful that it wasn’t much deeper, as he didn’t want to cause her undue pain, but the sight of it there, waiting for him to claim, was almost too much.

He pressed his raging cock harder against the mattress as he laid between her legs. Her body grew more sensitive as he used his thumb to tease her clit and down to her opening. She keened and rocked while he used the tip of his finger to fuck just the entrance
to her pussy. It was the most erotic thing he’d ever seen.

“Angel…”

“I know baby it’s okay I’m right here.” She tossed and turned her head on the pillow as he took her into his mouth again, making sure to send his tongue deep. Each time he felt her hymen against his tongue his cock jumped and wept.

Not yet, he wanted to make sure she got as much pleasure out of their lovemaking as possible. He wanted to give her all of him, heart, and body, where he’d never given before. When she came in his mouth, on his tongue, he thought he’d weep. That was his assurance that she was with him. Now he could move on.

He made his way up her body, taking little nibbles and kisses, from her hips to her chest, where he all but tore the bra from her. Her raspberry pink nipples stood out from her firm tits, just begging to be sucked.

“Hmmm….” He couldn’t hold back the moan of pleasure this time as her nipple pebbled against his tongue. Everything about her, about this one woman, was designed to enthrall him; he couldn’t get close enough. Her hands came up and around his back and he felt himself settle. She held him closer pulling his body harder down onto hers.

Lifting a little without releasing her nipple from between his teeth, he fought to get out of his boxers. He was surprised when her hands joined his, and even more so when she took his hard, throbbing cock into her hand.

She didn’t quite know what to do next, so he showed her. “Here little Jenna, let me show you.” They both looked down as his hand covered hers and he smoothed it up and down his cock.

He showed her for three or four strokes before she got the hang of it herself and took over. He gritted his teeth when she discovered the tip of his cock, where the silky feel of his pre-cum had caught her attention.

He didn’t know what it was, call it natural instinct, an innate sensuality, something. Whatever it was, she pushed her body down until her face was even with his cock.

He held his breath waiting to see what she would do next. Maybe she was just fascinated by this new piece of flesh so different from her own, who knows? But when her tongue came out and licked the head of his cock he almost jumped out of his skin.

He knew her natural inquisitiveness could turn this into a million kinds of torture, but he was willing to risk it for her.

She played with his balls, ran her tongue up and down his length, laughing each time she felt it jump in her hands or on her tongue. She was playful and masterful in turns.

One minute she was exploring him with her tongue and fingers and the next, without warning, she was taking him deep into her mouth. “Shit, fuck.” He hadn’t meant to grab her head like that, but it was total reflex. He thought for sure he’d scared her with that one, but instead she had her eyes on his as he saw the imprint of his cock in her cheek.

She played with him until he thought he would go out of his fucking mind. If she were any better at this he’d have embarrassed himself. Once he realized that she had no inhibitions, no fears, his natural dominant nature took over and she once again found herself thrown to her back with him towering over her.

“I’m going to eat you up little flower.” She grinned and squealed as he bit into her nipple, while rubbing his cock over her clit. She went from playful to vixen in zero flat as he rubbed the ridge of his cock against her clit and down to her opening, slipping in a little at a time.

“Jenna, look at me. I love you. Do you understand?”

She smiled and nodded, even though he wasn’t quite sure she understood. He’d just have to show her then. In every way possible, he’d show her how much he loved, treasured and adored her. Taking her arms and placing them around him, he kissed from her jawline to her lips.

“Give me your tongue baby.” She peeked it out teasingly, before he caught it with a growl, and sucked it into his mouth. While she was distracted by his kiss, he took his cock in hand and led it as gently as he could into her.

He closed his eyes when he felt her virginity, a mixture of love, lust and trepidation coursing through him. He wish he could spare her this pain, still he reveled in it, in the knowledge that no one else ever had and after this day, never will, know her.

He pushed her tongue out of his mouth and fed her his as h
e pushed through with one hard stab of his cock. She screamed into his mouth and his heart hurt for a minute at the sound. “Shh, it’s okay now baby.”

“Angel hurt.” There were tears in her eyes and he felt like a complete monster. He was going to stop but he knew if he did, they’d never get here again, that she’d always be afraid. He eased out of her body and used the edge of the sheet to clean away the little droplets of blood that had left her body when he breeched her.

Still using soothing noises he once again licked into her pussy, this time there was no barrier and his tongue had free rein. He ate her until she was at fever pitch again, before climbing up her body once more and sliding into her.

Thank fuck. There was no pain this time, no cry of hurt. His heart finally slowed to a gallop as he stroked into her nice and easy
, letting her get used to his length.

He still had a few inches to go, but she was so tight, so small
, he didn’t want to risk damaging her. Already his cock head was at her cervix, he could feel the rubbery softness of it against him and it drove him mad. He wanted in there, but not yet.

He stroked back and forth into her, opening her up more and more with each thrust. When her legs came up around his hips, and her kisses grew hotter and more demanding, he knew she was enjoying what he did to her.

He tried to go easy, to take it slow, but there were too many things at play here. Beneath him at this very moment was the woman who was meant for him. She was beautiful, she was sweet, she was perfect, and her body sung to him.

The little sounds she made went right through him, and when he pulled his head back and looked down at her, the look of wonder on her face was all the guarantee he needed.

He sped up his thrusts
, fucking like a maniac, he couldn’t help it; all his famous control had flown out the window.

He lifted her leg and held it over his arm as he bore deeper into her depths. No longer worried about hurting her, scaring her, he let it all go as he pounded out his love and lust inside her.

“Cum with me baby.” To ensure that she did, he went after her spot, searching with his cockhead until he felt that rough patch of flesh hidden inside.

She almost bit off his fucking tongue, and if he’d thought the sounds she made before were sexy, there were no words for the way she screamed now as she flooded his cock.

He left his body for a minute as he emptied inside her. The throbbing pulsations of her body drawing every last drop of his cum out of him.

He started kissing her all over, her neck, her face, her lips, her hair, as she giggled and writhed with his cock still buried inside her. “You my sweet Jenna are the most beautiful, amazing, spectacular creature in the world.” He punctuated each compliment with a kiss.

Resting on his outstretched arms, he towered over her as they both caught their breath. He could stay just like this all day, hard inside her warmth. She smiled up at him and his world was so fucking complete. He forgot all about the night and its new revelations. “Angel, good?”

“You were better than good baby.” He gave her one last thrust with his softening dick for emphasis. He didn’t pull out, couldn’t, he didn’t want to leave the comfort of her body.

Instead, he laid on his back, pulling her over him, with her head on his chest. He was tired and he was sure she had to be too. So kissing her hair, he pulled the covers up and over them, before wrapping her safely in his arms.

“Angel chocolate.

Well fuck; if she asked for chocolate every time they fucked he’d have to buy shares in the place.

He should’ve known. After her reaction to the kiss
, he should’ve expected that she would take to lovemaking with pretty much the same enthusiasm. Now he’s ass tired and she’s chattering away like a magpie, and flopping around on the bed like a two year old hopped up on candy.

Then again
, that could be part of the problem. After each round she asked for her chocolate, he wasn’t sure what to do about that, but it seemed to make her happy. He had to keep reminding himself that the idiot downstairs had taught her to expect chocolate for a job well done. If that was the case they didn’t make any good enough. She was fucking fantastic.

She also had a new fascination with his body. She wanted to know everything and what it was for, especially his dick. She couldn’t seem to stop touching, fondling or licking it, and each time she did, as tired as he was, the shit would stand up tall. He finally taught her how to ride him and that might not have been such a good idea.

Now she knows she doesn’t need him to do all the work, she’s taken to taking matters into her own hands. He should’ve been downstairs an hour ago, but she was holding him hostage. He guessed all the praise he heaped on her had gone to her head. She’d found something else that she was a master at. He was beginning to wonder if there was anything she wasn’t exceptional at doing.

“Angel.” She gave him that cute smile that she’d learned in the last couple hours. He knew what that shit meant.

“Okay baby one more, but then we have to get up okay?”

She nodded her head but he didn’t believe her for shit. She’d nodded her head yes twice before
, with no results. Each time she conned him by curling her soft warm body around him like a kitten, and he ended up kissing her or some shit, until the whole cycle started all over again.