Page 56 of The Blessing

She turns around so quickly, she bumps me and almost knocks me to the ground. Before I can even register her movements, she’s smashing her lips against mine, and I instantly know what she wants. Regardless of how fucking horny I am, I won’t take things any further than she’s willing to go. I don’t want to treat her like she’s just some random fuck. She’s so important to me and I’ll wait for her as long as I have to. Although, the way she’s kissing me tells me the wait for more won’t be very long.

She pulls away just far enough to look me straight in the eyes as she says, “Let’s go to our room. I can’t wait any longer.”

I kiss her again before I practically carry her out of the gift shop. Now, the old man is paying attention and his eyes widen with shock behind the thick frames of his glasses. I give him a smile and a courteous wave before picking Ronnie up and throwing her over my shoulder. I briskly walk toward the elevators and only set her down once we’re inside an elevator car. The doors close and my lips find hers again while my body presses her up against the wall of the elevator. I’m delirious as I kiss her, and in my lust-fueled haze my hand skims up her body until it finds one of her full tits. It feels heavy in my hand and I can’t resist tweaking her nipples through her wet dress. She moans at my touch and bites down on my lip, drawing blood—which only causes me to play with her tits more aggressively. She bites on my bottom lip until I’m so turned on I have to pull away.

“Fuck, baby,” I moan, as my tongue darts out to lick my bottom lip, enjoying the taste of iron from my blood.

She smiles at me, obviously proud of her work. She doesn’t wait for me to fully recover as she grabs my face and crashes her lips to mine once more. My cock is throbbing in my jeans—begging for her to touch me until I’m coming in her hand. I don’t know how much more teasing I can take. The elevator’s door opens with a ding. We almost fall onto our asses in the hallway, drunk with desire as we find our room near the end of the hallway. Ronnie is grabbing my shirt, trying to unbutton it as I slide our key card to unlock the door. As soon as the green light flashes, we enter our room; Ronnie seems shy again and I frown as her nerves return in full force.

“Baby, we don’t have to do anything you don’t want. That’s not what tonight is about. I’d love to just lay in bed with you and hold you all night, if that’s what you want.” My cock is pulsing against my zipper, aching as if it were screaming at me, “How the fuck could you say that? Don’t you feel me down here? I need release and you’re going to betray me?!” I adjust myself and try not to look too disappointed.

She smiles at me and bites her lip as a slight blush colors her features. Shaking her head, she slowly walks toward me as she says, “I want you, Trevor. All of you.”

I give her a smile in return and step forward so there’s barely an inch separating us. I reach out, just wanting to hold one of her hands in mine. Her hand is so fucking warm and comforting as it squeezes mine, letting me know everything’s all right. The look in her eyes takes my breath away. Her eyes are so warm and filled with—dare I fucking say it?—love. She’s being sincere; she really does want this. Now, I’m fucking nervous. I’ve never had any feelings for any of the girls I’ve fucked before. Everything feels so much more intimate this time around because every look, every touch, and every kiss means something. How deeply I care for her scares me. Especially when I consider my history of fucking things up. I don’t want to lose her. I don’t know what I’d do without her in my life. Ronnie is more than just my best friend, she’s my one—my other fucking half.

As if sensing my nerves, she gives me a warm kiss before pulling away to slowly undress herself. I feel like I’m back in high school as I watch her take her clothes off for the first time. Regardless of my extensive sexual history, Ronnie makes me feel like… a virgin. An awkward and overly eager fucking virgin. As she peels out of her dress, my cock becomes so hard, it’s unbearable; so, I reach down to unzip my fly, desperate to relieve some of the tension. I’m commando and my cock springs out of my jeans before I can hide it. Her eyes widen as she takes in the sight of me and gulps before her jaw finally drops. She stops taking off her dress and gives me a hesitant look again. I take my throbbing erection in my hand and wipe the pre-cum off the tip with my thumb. I know I’m larger than the average man—mainly because of my girth—but I didn’t expect this sort of reaction from my girl.

“You still want to do this?” I ask again, wanting to make sure she’s keen.

She gulps again before giving me a shaky smile, looking dazed as she answers, “Of course,” before allowing her dress to pool around her feet on the floor.

Now, my jaw drops. Her body is unlike anything I could’ve imagined. Even the images conjured up by her tight, wet dress don’t do her justice. She’s so petite, yet so curvy at the same time. She has a set of beautiful full tits that are pushed up in a black lace bra. She’s got an hourglass figure to die for with an incredible ass. I want to drape her long, creamy legs over my shoulders while I plow into her pussy. She’s a fucking work of art, no doubt about it. I stroke myself as I look at her. As quickly as I can, I take off my shoes and socks, and kick off my jeans before taking my excited cock back into my hand. I can’t help myself as I get closer to her gorgeous body to rub my erection against her stomach. She moans and closes her eyes for a moment, and once they open again, they’re filled with a whole new level of determination.

“Let’s get you out of this shirt.”

She’s so eager she yanks the shirt off, nearly drawing blood as her fingernails graze my chest. It’s so fucking hot to see her like this: so uninhibited and free. I grow painfully hard as I see the lust in her eyes as her gaze roams over my newly exposed skin. I wonder how wet she is. I bet she’s absolutely drenched. I want to drop to my knees and find out. As soon as I’m buck naked in front of her, her eyes widen and she rewards me with a sexy, little smile. I know I look different than the men she’s probably used to. With tattoos covering most of my skin, nipple piercings, and an Apadravya piercing as well—I know I’m definitely a lot to take in. As I stand naked before her, I’m almost nervous about what she might be thinking about me. Before I can open my mouth to ask her, she grabs my cock and presses her lips against mine. She pumps me in her hand while her other one grabs a handful of my hair and tugs as her tongue devours my mouth.

She pulls away and gives me a breathless smile as she stares down at my cock. “You’re so fucking sexy, Trev.”

Hearing those words fall from her lips turns me on more than any words I can express. And fuck, hearing Ronnie curse… my girl never curses!

We make our way toward the bed, touching and biting every bit of exposed skin we can. I wanted this to be beautiful—slow and fucking tender. I wanted to make love to her, but my body just wants to fuck… hard. I try to reign my desire in, but with Ronnie that’s nearly impossible. She arouses me more than anyone ever has. My cock just wants to find its home and pound the shit out of it. As soon as we fall onto the mattress I’m on top of her, kissing my way down her body until I reach the apex of her legs. I pull her panties off with one smooth tug. She’s not completely bare, but instead has a landing strip leading to her wet pussy. Just as I thought, she’s drenched, and absolutely perfect. I lick her glistening folds before running a finger between them. She shudders at my touch and her back arches off the bed.

“You’re so fucking wet, baby.” I moan as I run my finger up and down her slit, playing with her clit before dipping one finger inside of her tight pussy. When she quivers, I add another finger, enjoying the sound of her sweet moans as her legs spasm around me. As I feel her pussy begin to clench around my fingers, she pulls down her bra and begins to play with her tits. They’re nice and full with small pink nipples, I lick my lips in anticipation as I watch her. As much as I want to rip her bra completely off and bury my face between her tits, I want her to come first. I want to see her beautiful face as she orgasms.

“I’ve been waiting for you for so long,” she says with a moan as she continues to play with her tits.

My entire body freezes at her words. Maybe I’m reading too much into them—but did she really just tell me what I’ve been longing to hear? Sure, it’s not a declaration of love, but she says she’s been waiting for me. Has she really been waiting for a man like me her entire life? I can’t even fathom the thought. It just seems so fucking surreal. I sure as hell have been waiting for her my entire life. I never knew what I was fucking missing until now. I want to worship this woman. I want to kiss, lick, and bite every inch of her. I dip my head down to get my first taste, licking her pussy in one long upward stroke. My cock is pulsing with excitement, practically bouncing in the air as I feel her body shuddering beneath my mouth. I know she’s close and I want to taste her come. I want to watch her face light up as she reaches her climax with the knowledge that I gave her that pleasure.

“Let go, beautiful,” I encourage her before I suck on her clit.

I feel her tighten a little more around my fingers before she begins to violently pulse. She cries out, grabbing my hair to hold my head in place as I continue to eat her out. I’ve never gone down on a girl before. I never saw the point because it wasn’t something that was beneficial to me in any way. I guess I was never a giving lover before now. With Ronnie, I could watch her come all night and without giving a shit about my own release.

I kiss my way up her body until my lips meet hers. I wonder if she likes the way her come tastes on my lips. The thought turns me on even more. I don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to wait. My cock feels as if it’s been hard all night. The last time I had sex was back in California while I was high off my ass and couldn’t even remember who my partner was. Just thinking about my past makes me feel fucking ashamed. I’ve come such a long way since then and I feel like all my past activities happened to another person entirely.

“Do you want this, beautiful? It doesn’t have to be tonight,” I assure her. However, I can hear the tension in my voice as I try desperately to restrain myself.

She smiles as she reaches behind her back to unclasp her bra and expose her tits completely. My mouth is on them in an instant, licking her pretty nipples before sucking them between my lips. She runs her fingers through my hair and kisses the top of my head before I feel her body grow more and more desperate.

“Please, Trev. I can’t wait any longer.”

I can’t deny this girl a thing, and I doubt a day would come where I’d ever want to. I kiss her lips before getting off the bed and rushing over to my jeans to grab a condom from my wallet. As I hurry back to her with my cock practically bouncing in the air, I explain, “I want you to know I wasn’t banking on this being the end result of our date. I just like to be prepared.”

Ronnie’s breathing is heavy and her pupils are dilated as she watches me join her on the bed again. I’ve never seen a sexier sight in all my life. I rip the condom wrapper open and roll it onto my cock before settling between her legs. While I would love to go bareback with her, I can’t afford to chance having another baby.

She gives me a nervous look before she asks, “You’re clean, right? You’ve been tested and everything?”

Given the way I look and my history—I can understand where she’s coming from. Besides, it’s a good idea to ask your partner if they’re clean before you just go for it. I would’ve done it in the past if I’d been sober at the time. Thank God, luck was always on my side.