When she starts to shake, too sensitive for anything else for a few minutes, I pull away and wipe my beard with my hand before I help her sit up. Her skin is flushed with pleasure, her eyes are hooded, and her pupils are blown wide for me. I kiss her again, letting her see how fucking amazing she tastes.
“You are perfect,” I tell her as she wraps herself around me again. I reach between us and line myself up with her center. Teasing her clit a few times, she gasps and moans, letting her head flop onto my shoulder. Her fingernails dig into my scalp and neck as she lets me take full control.
“Wait!” she gasps, and I try not to groan as I stop.
“Yeah?” I ask in a strained voice.
“Condoms?”
“Jesus, Zo?,” I sigh. “I thought something was wrong. I’m clean,” I tell her, looking down at where I’m so, so close to pushing inside of her. “You? Are you on birth control?” I’m suddenly kicking myself for not being more fucking considerate. I should’ve thought about this shit before I just assumed I could go in raw.
“Yeah, same,” she breathes. “I’m on the pill, just, go slow,” she whispers. “It’s…been a while.”
The thought that she’s so tight for me that she needs me to go slow makes me want to slam into her, making her scream and hurt for me as she adjusts to my size. But my brain overrides my baser instincts, and I kiss her hair. Next time, I tell myself. Next time I will let myself go.
“Oh, my God, Wes,” she whimpers as the tip slowly pushes inside of her. She wasn’t kidding—she is tight and, fuck, does she feel good. Her pussy clamps down on me as I try to push into her the rest of the way.
“Relax for me, Little Doe,” I say against her ear, nuzzling into her hair and taking in her scent. “Let me in.”
I feel her body give as I try to push in another inch. I know water isn’t the best lubricant, but she’s so wet for me I can feel myself starting to slip inside easily. Each time a piercing runs across her entrance, she grips my cock, and I have to stop and collect myself.
“Almost there, Zo-Zo,” I whisper as I give one final push, seating myself completely inside of her. “My God, baby,” I say, squeezing her ass and making her clit grind against me. “You were made for me, weren’t you?”
I fit so perfectly inside of her, it’s like she was molded especially for me. Her hips make little circular movements against me as she moans and scratches my back. I begin to move in shallow thrusts, angling her so that I brush against her G-spot with every little push.
“Yes,” she breathes, her body becoming limp in my arms as she lets the pleasure overtake her. “Yes. Wes, right there.”
I keep that steady pace, groaning as she begins to come all over again. Her cunt grips me so violently I can’t hold on. My own orgasm takes over, rushing through my body like a damn wildfire. I spill into her and cry out as I bottom out inside of her and pull her hair back, exposing her neck for my mouth.
I claim her neck with my mouth and her pussy with my cum, making sure she is well and truly marked. I want to see my bite marks all over her pretty little throat. As we both come back down to Earth, I hug her and hold her to me, soaking up her warmth and her scent. I carry her out of the pool with her body wrapped around me like a limp noodle.
I lay her down on one of the reclining chairs and situate myself back between her thighs. I grab her under her knees and push them up to her chest.
“What are you doing?” she asks, sounding embarrassed and outraged as she tries to fight my grip.
“I want to watch,” I tell her as my cum begins to leak out of her red and swollen cunt. “Fuck, Zo?. I love seeing my cum drip out of your perfect little pussy,” I groan as I bite her thigh until she whimpers from pain. When I pull away, there’s a perfect outline of my teeth, and her arms are thrown over her face. “Stop hiding your face,” I tell her, scooping up my cum and finger fucking it back inside of her.
She cries out and grips the sides of the chair.
“Fuck, Wes!” she yells as I continue to make sure as much of it gets put back inside of her as possible. My thumb plays circles over her sensitive little clit while my fingers curl deep inside of her.
“Come for me, Little Doe. I want one more.”
Her hips lift off the chair as a creative combination of swear words fall from her lips.
“Good girl,” I praise her once she calms down. I pull out of her and crawl up her body, holding my fingers up to her mouth. “Taste how good we are together.”
Her eyes hold my own as she opens her mouth and sucks them clean, her cheeks hollowing out as I push them into her throat. My dick tries to twitch back to life as I realize she doesn’t gag while I finger fuck her mouth. I slide them out of her mouth with a pop and grip her jaw.
“You’re mine now, Zo?,” I tell her before cutting off her protests with a kiss.
CHAPTER SIX
“Talk to me,” I tell her as I hand her a bottle of water. She’s sitting on the lounge chair, wrapped in a fluffy white towel. I sit across from her just in my boxers and a towel over my shoulders.
She shakes her head and takes a sip of water.
“I haven’t spoken to my uncle since he kicked me out, Zo?. You aren’t threatening a healthy relationship here. Tell me everything that happened.”
A sad smile graces those beautiful lips.
“Okay, there is something else,” she admits, her cheeks coloring with embarrassment. “Looking back on it now, as an adult, I realize what I overheard was probably just you being a guy with your friends,” she says, trailing off at the end like I’m going to piece together the puzzle.
I rack my brain for what she could be talking about. I don’t remember saying anything to anyone about her. I never told anyone her secrets or gossiped about her.
“Zo?, you’re going to have to spell it out for me. This was eight years ago. Help me out here.”