Virgin (A Real Man, 2) (8 page)

“God,” she moaned and closed her eyes.

I was buried in her wet heat, not able to go slow. I needed her like I needed to fucking breathe.

“Fuck me,” she whispered.

“
Christ
.”

I did just that.

I pounded into her, pulling my cock out before slamming it back in. Her tits bounced from the fierce motion, and I was riveted to the sight. Slowly I lifted my gaze from her tits to her face and felt this low growl leave me at the look of ecstasy on her face.

She opened her eyes and stared at me. “I’m going to come.” She arched her back, her tits thrust out. I leaned down and ran my tongue along the underside of her throat, loving the saltiness on her skin. I felt her pussy clench around my dick, and couldn’t stop from going over the edge.

I was gong to fill her up with my jizz, make it slide out of her when I pulled out.

I wanted the sheets wet underneath her.

I wanted to put so much of my seed in her that tomorrow when she sat down, it would still be coming out of her, making her panties wet.

And then I felt my orgasm approach. It was a tightening in my back, a tingling in my balls. It moved quickly through me, and I fucking let it.

“God, yes.” I rested my face in the crook of her neck and let myself go over the edge just as she cried out in pleasure. And when my orgasm rushed out, my cum filling her, I roared out how much I loved her.

Isabel was mine.

My cum in her, on her skin, was me marking her.

When I couldn’t hold myself up anymore, I rolled off her, not wanting to crush her. But I put my hand right between her thighs, rose up on my elbow, and looked down at her.

“This is mine,” I said and added a little bit of pressure between her thighs. She made the sweetest gasp. I felt her wetness and my cum start sliding out of her. I wanted it in her. I wanted it staying where it belonged. I leaned in close, feeling her breath along my lips. “And when I had my cock in you for the first time, Isabel, that was me owning you.”

She closed her eyes and hummed, and I felt like a bastard for saying this shit to her, but I couldn’t help myself.

“Have I told you how much I like having you all possessive and growly with me?” She opened her eyes and smiled up at me. I leaned down and kissed her.

“I’m glad you like me like this, because with you, I feel pretty fucking territorial.”

She rolled onto her side, curled against me, and I held her. I lifted her hand and looked at the engagement ring I’d given her just last month. I should have proposed long ago, but I wanted to give her time to settle in, to start school, to find her way. But truth is I would have married her as soon as I knew she loved me back all those years ago. I didn’t care if we were young, or if our parents might not have approved.

Isabel was the very reason I breathed.

“I should shower, baby.” I pulled away, knowing she probably didn’t like my sweatiness covering her, but she held onto me and snuggled in deeper.

“Just hold me.”

I wrapped my arms around Isabel and did just that. I certainly didn’t deserve her, but I had her, and I was going to make sure she knew exactly how much she meant to me each and every fucking day.

The End

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I
’ve always been considered the bad boy, and I liked the reputation, ate that shit up. But then reality, life, hell, my biological clock bitch slapped me right across the face. I was ready to settle down, to find a good woman, and have a family.

I was ready to start being a real man.

I just needed to convince the one woman I’ve always been hard up for to let me put my baby inside her.

Coming 2016

LUMBERJACK: A Real Man, 1

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“F
ucking demanding, baby.” He dug his fingers into my hips, and I knew there would be bruises come morning.

Good. It made me wetter, knowing I’d have his brand of ownership on my body.

He used his foot to kick my feet apart even more, and then he was pushing into me with a slow but very thorough thrust.

“Don’t go slow,” I moaned in frustration. “Just shove that big dick in me.”

His expression heated further; he let out this low sound, and then he was shoving all ten inches into me in a forceful thrust. I was filled completely, stretched to the point it felt like I’d split in two, but Goddamn, did it feel good.

“You might have been with men that like you to be in control,” he said and spanked my ass especially hard. “But here, with me, I’m the one in control.” He pulled out so just the tip was lodged in me. “With me, Vivian, I’m the man, and you’re the woman.”

The way he said that had me feeling like he’d show me exactly how manly he could be.

“When you’re with me, I’m the one that does the fucking, baby, not the other way around.”

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