“Oh, yes.” Her eyes fly open, her breathing getting heavier and heavier.
I take a step back shedding my clothes in record time. I grip my cock in my hand, giving it a squeeze to stop the pre-cum from leaking out. Cheyenne bites her lip as she watches me give my cock a couple of pumps to tide it over until it can be inside of her.
Spreading her knees apart, I climb onto the bed and settle my big frame between her legs, running my tongue from hole to clit for my first taste of her. “Damn, you taste good.” Her body tremblesin desire, but I’m not done with her yet. “Not yet.” I clamp my hands tighter on her thighs, diving between them like a starving man, licking up all of her desire like it’s an ice cream cone. My tongue finds her clit, flicking at the little bud until she’s begging me and cursing me all in the same breath. “Are you ready to come?”
“Please.” She begs, lifting her hips, searching for my mouth.
“Then come.” I lean down, sucking hard on her clit. Her body tightens as she moans my name. “Good girl.” I place a kiss on the little bud before letting go of her thighs and positioning myself above her.
My cock aches to thrust inside of her, but I need to take it slow and give her time to adjust to my size. I line the tip against her entrance, rubbing the head up and down her slit, coating it with her cream. I loved the sound of her coming on my tongue, but this time I want to hear her scream my name as she comes around my cock. “Are you ready for me, sweetheart?”
“So ready.” She moans, lifting her hands to my shoulders and pulling me down for a kiss.
I inch my way inside her, feeling her open up for me, her hot, wet heat surrounding me. Her fingers dig into my shoulders while her hips thrust up to meet mine, pulling me deep inside her.
“Fuck. Are you okay? I wanted to go slow—make your first time memorable.”
She nods. Her eyes grow glazed with lust. “I’m perfect,” she purrs, wiggling her hips. “You’re just so big. I wasn’t expecting to feel so full.” She circles her hips again, and my control snaps. I pull back, giving her a moment to catch her breath before sinking back into her tight heat. She lets out a moan, caught between pleasure and pain. My body stills, convinced I’ve hurt her.
“Do you want me to stop, Cheyenne?”
She shakes her head. “Don’t stop.” She sighs. “I like how you feel inside of me.”
With a sigh of relief, I start moving again—slow at first, letting her adjust to my size, then picking up the pace. Every fiber of my being urges me to take her harder, faster, but I force myself to slow down until her hips thrust off the bed.
“Please, Wes. I need it harder and faster.” Her tongue darts out, licking a trail of sweat off my collarbone to my jaw. “I can take it.” She whispers against my ear, and I completely lose all rational thought. A growl escapes my throat as I grip her hips tight and plunge deeper and faster until she’s a squirming mess beneath me, moaning my name. “Don’t stop, Wes. Please don’t stop.” She moans louder, her tits bouncing faster and faster, tempting me as I’ve never been tempted before.
I lean down, taking one of the dark berries into my mouth, sucking it, then repeating with the other. “Do you like that?” I blow a hot breath on her tight nipple, causing it to tighten even more.
“Oh, God, yes,” Cheyenne sobs, gripping my hair in her hands. “Please, I need to come.”
“Not until I tell you.” I pick up my speed, lifting one of her legs to give me a better angle at destroying her pussy. Her inner muscles squeeze me tight, gripping my shaft tightly as I continue to pound her into the mattress. Every thrust pulls a moan from both our lips, pleasure so hot and wild I’m not sure either of us will survive. “Now. Come for me, Cheyenne.”
Cheyenne’s body shudders beneath me as I pull nearly all the way out, then thrust forward hard, pushing her over the edge. “Wes!” The sound of my name on her lips sends me spiraling out of control. My hips thrust erratically. “Good girl.” I praise as I empty my seed into her welcoming body. “Such a fucking good girl.”
I fall on top of her, keeping most of my weight on my forearms. “You were amazing.” I kiss the tip of her nose before rolling onto my back, taking her with me, and tucking her against my side.
“It was perfect.” Cheyenne presses a kiss to my chest over my heart. “You’re perfect,” she murmurs, snuggling deeper into my embrace until the soft rhythm of her breathing fills the air, letting me know she’s fallen asleep in my arms, where she belongs.
Epilogue - Wes
Eight Years Later
“Are you ever goingto learn to ride a horse, Mommy?” Our oldest, Jenni, asks in her seven-going-on-seventeen voice.
“Someday, sweetheart.” Cheyenne wiggles her ass in the saddle, rubbing it against my hard length. She knows exactly what it does to me when she moves like that. If Jenni wasn’t riding with us on her own pony, I’d have Cheyenne’s pants down, and my cock buried deep inside of her, and set Loki on a fast gallop. But that will have to wait until the way back home, after we drop Jenni off at Amber’s ranch.
Amber and her husband picked up the rest of our three kids earlier today, but Jenni wanted to ride her horse over to show off her new pony. Of course, we can never say no to Jenni.
“Hold still, you little minx, or I’ll spank your ass once we get home,” I whisper in Cheyenne’s ear, making her tremble.
“Promises, promises.” She turns her head, seeking my lips for a kiss.
“Eww. I’m out of here.” Jenni’s face scrunches in disgust at our display of affection. She snaps her horse’s reins and takes off down the trail toward Amber’s house, leaving Cheyenne and me in the dust.
“I love you, Cheyenne.” I pull her close against my body, nuzzling her curls with my nose, inhaling her scent.
“I love you too, Wes.”