“Make love to me, Rocky. I need you.”
Make love.
She was right. That’s what this was. It wasn’t fucking. No way would he ever consider taking a woman bare if it was. And he trusted her as much as she apparently trusted him. He’d known SEALs who’d been taken for a ride by women. Promised they were safe and the next thing they knew, the women were pregnant, and the men on the hook for child support for the next eighteen years. He didn’t have a ton of sympathy for them, really. They were just as much to blame as the women, since it wasn’t like anyone was forcing themnotto use a condom.
Still, he’d always been careful. But there was a level of trust with Bristol that he felt to his soul. If said she was on birth control, he believed her.
He shifted his hand, using his thumb to manipulate her clit while sinking his pinky and ring finger inside her.
“Rocky!” she exclaimed.
“You’re going to come, then I’m going to be inside you. I’m gonna fill you up with my come, Punky. I’ve never done that before. Ever. And I can’t wait to share that with you for the first time.”
His words meant something to her, he could tell.
“I’ve never let a man come inside me before,” she admitted.
That was it. Rocky was done. He needed this woman more than he needed to breathe.
He pressed harder on her clit as his fingers worked her pussy.
It took a moment, but soon she was thrusting up against him, her hips moving involuntarily as she strained to reach the pinnacle. Leaning down, Rocky took one of her nipples into his mouth. He sucked on it, hard. Harder than he usually would the first time he was with a woman. But his Bristol could take it. Needed it.
Her hand rested on the back of his head, fingers tangled in his hair as she gasped for breath. His fingers between her legs were soaked, and he couldn’t wait to lap up her juices and get them in his beard so he’d smell her all night.
Some people would think that was gross. Before Bristol,hewas one of those people. But the thought of having her lemony-musky scent on him, marking him, was almost a primal need.
Just when he didn’t think he could hold on a second longer, Bristol’s thighs began to shake and her belly tightened. She let out the cutest little screech as she flew over the edge.
Even before she’d finished, Rocky moved. He got between her legs, grabbed his cock, and lined it up with her pussy.
He pushed in slowly, resolutely. She was so tight, he wasn’t sure he was going to be able to get all the way inside. When his pubic hair meshed with hers, Rocky took a deep breath. He was two seconds away from coming. This felt like nothing he’d ever experienced before. Not even his first time. He could feel Bristol’s inner muscles fluttering along his bare cock as if trying to milk his come from his balls.
He inhaled deeply again, looking at the woman under him. Her cheeks were flushed, as was her upper chest. She was staring down where they were connected with her mouth open in a little o as she panted.
* * *
Bristol couldn’t breathe.
She couldn’t think.
All she could do was feel.
She’d just experienced an extremely intense orgasm and now she was stretched full by Rocky’s cock. It didn’t hurt…exactly. But it had been quite a while since she’d taken a man, and Rocky was extremely well endowed.
She stared down their bodies at where he was buried inside her and did her best to take in oxygen.
“Bristol?” he asked in a breathy tone. “You okay?”
She nodded immediately. “Yeah, I just…that was intense.”
“You need a second?”
Did she? Bristol didn’t think so. The few seconds they’d been talking had been enough for her desire to ramp back up. She’d just orgasmed, but she felt as if she was on the verge of another one. “No,” she said, looking up into his eyes.
“Thank fuck,” he said, and began to move.
Bristol had never felt this way before. She didn’t usually like being under a guy when they had sex. Since she was so small, it made her feel overpowered, and not in a good way. But with Rocky above her, she felt not even a smidge of unease. He wouldn’t hurt her, she knew that down to the marrow of her bones.