Dean returned to my pussy, and even though I was sensitive, it still felt incredible.
Ripples erupted from my core. This time, he added his fingers, finding my G-spot in a matter of seconds.
“God,” I managed to say as I put more weight on my palms. I bet he made women feel like this all the time, and I wasn’t sure if it made me feel better or worse that his talents didn’t go to waste.
I was a mess when I came again. My body shook with the heat coursing through me. I figured he would let up after that, but he kept going and the pleasure never truly left. It kept increasing until it overtook me, and I was in space for a few blissful moments.
My life had irrevocably changed. That was for sure.
When it faded, he finally looked up at me. “Want more?”
When had I gotten so out of breath? Was it the never-ending orgasm? “I think I’ll pass out if you keep going. Besides, when is it gonna be your turn?”
“I’m a patient man.”
I could see that, but I wasn’t sureIwas all that patient.
“Good. It’s time to reward all that patience.” I coaxed him away and he stood. I brushed my hand over his cock. Just by the feel of it alone, I knew this was going to continue to be life-changing for me, but then I tugged his pants down and ran my hand from the base to the head, and I felt metal.
“Is that a ... piercing?” I asked slowly. I’d heard of them, sure. But I didn’t think anyone went through with it.
And certainly not anyone I’d slept with.
“It is. Like it?”
“I’ve never been with anyone who had one.”
“This is the kind that makes it better for both of us.” Could this be any better? Was it even possible?
“Did it hurt when you got it?”
He laughed. “Don’t worry about me. Worry about how you’ll be feeling.”
I felt like a virgin again with no idea how this worked. He pulled out a condom from his pocket and ripped it open with his teeth. He was so hot like this, and I couldn’t help but wonder what was underneath the fun-guy exterior he put out for everyone else. There had to be more to him, things that he hid. I wanted to know his whole story.
What was I doing? Wasn’t the whole point of this that it was supposed to be just fun? I needed to turn my brain off and focus onhim. Just how this felt. Nothing else.
“Are you good?”
I nodded, forcing myself back into the moment. He’d gotten the condom on and was watching me like I watched other people. “Never better.”
“If you change your mind, you can let me know at any time. I might do this a lot, but I’ll never take it further than the person is willing to go.”
“That’s sweet of you,” I said, and it was. I didn’t expect this one-time thing to include so much kindness. “But I’m ready to keep going.”
I needed it. No more thoughts. Just feelings.
And that’s exactly what I got when he bracketed me with his arms as he leaned over the counter.
Dean pressed inside of me slightly and I knew he was bigger than anyone I’d been with in the past. I regretted not turning the lights on. At least I would know what I was working with.
My body tensed, trying not to let him in. He paused.
“Ah, sorry.” My cheeks burned. “It’s been a while.”
“Shh, it’s fine.”
“Just keep going. I’ll relax eventually.”