Page 6 of Fixed Up Ever After
Her cheeks reddened at the nickname. Her Spanish was minimal, but even she knew that was a term of endearment.
“Not always,” she said, but couldn’t keep the whine from her voice. So what if her father spoiled her to compensate for her mother and sister’s general shittiness? She liked it and she was not going to apologize for it.
Javi laughed again. “Just most of the time.” He said what she didn’t. He leaned down so his nose touched hers and when he spoke, his lips brushed hers. “And what is it you want right now?” he whispered.
“You.” The word came out breathy and far too quick, but Lola did not want to take it back. She wanted him badly. Wanted to feel nothing but pleasure and his cock pumping deep inside of her until they both reached their peak.
Javi seemed to consider her words and then he nodded, finally releasing her arms. She wasted no time tugging off his boxers and freeing his erection.
“Fuck,” she hissed once he was completely exposed to her. “You carry that weapon around with you all day?” She was panting, but she didn’t care. She had good dick before, but never the size or girth of Javi’s. Would he even fit?
As if reading her thoughts, Javi said, “You’ll take it just fine.” Clearly, he had more confidence in her abilities than she did, but she was willing to test that theory.
He reached down and ran his thumb along the seam of her panties. Lola ground down on his thumb, desperate for some pressure on her clit. It wasn’t enough and she made her dissatisfaction known. Javi took mercy upon her and pulled the lacy number off, discarding it on the floor next to his boxers.
The first swipe of his thumb down her center sent her toes curling. She gripped the bedding, balling it up in her fists to keep from arching too high off the bed.
“So wet for me, preciosa.” He purred, one finger diving deep inside her folds. It slipped in without resistance. Another one quickly followed, moving in and out of her at a slow, teasing pace. His thumb continued to circle her clit, bringing her to the edge of orgasm and pulling off before she could take the plummet.
“So damn cruel—” she hissed, just as Javi pinched her bundled nerves again. Her words ended in a loud moan as her legs widened for him.
She thought he would back off again like he did each time she got close, but he didn’t. He picked up the pace of his fingers and let his thumb circle her clit until her legs quivered and her back shot off the bed.
Her orgasm came on suddenly, engulfing her body as Javi continued to tease her until she was putty in his arms.
“Your turn,” she said and reached her hand down to rub between his legs, stroking his throbbing erection.
Javi grunted and shook his head. “No. I don’t want to finish in your hand. I want to be inside of you.”
Lola could not argue with that. “Where is your condom?”
Instead of answering, Javi pulled off her, the cold air hitting her exposed body and sending shivers down her back. “On your knees, Lola. Hands on the headboard.”
“Yes, sir.” Her words were automatic, but she knew Javi liked it because he smirked and slapped her ass when she got up to do as she was told.
“Good girl.” She felt Javi move away from the bed and come back a moment later. She heard him rip the foil, tearing the top off to get the condom out. She imagined him rolling the rubber down his thick cock and her body shivered with anticipation.
Javi didn’t know this, but she loved being taken from behind. It was both sexy and mysterious. She liked not being able to see because it heightened her sense of touch. Plus she liked how deep men could get from this position.
She felt the first touch of his cock at her entrance, teasing her. She ground against him, her ass pressing back into his hips. “Fuck, Lola, your ass is going to be the death of me,” he moaned. Her name sounded so good on his lips. She wanted to hear it again, so she ground back harder.
“Lola.” This time her name came with a sting across her left cheek. The mix of pain and pleasure nearly flooded her.
Javi used this opportunity to press into her. Her pussy hugged him tightly. It had been so long since she had gotten any action that did not involve her battery-operated boyfriend. But Javi was so much bigger and deeper and he was only halfway in.
“Fuuuuckkkk,” she moaned, her head flopping back to land on his chest. Javi wrapped his arms around her, hands finally going to her breasts, holding them in his very capable hands.
“So tight, Lola. So eager for my cock,” he groaned right into her ear. She felt the vibrations of his groan straight down to her core. “Just a little more. You can take it,” he said again.
Lola wasn’t sure she could, but before she could overthink it, Javi thrusted hard, sending her body pitching forward. She grabbed the headboard harder to keep herself from falling on her face.
Apparently, she could take him all.
She had never been so full before. She did not know where she began and he ended. She also didn’t fucking care. Her pussy was stretched, bordering on pain, but she loved every moment of it. To his credit, Javi did not move, knowing she needed a moment—or a century—to adjust to his size.
To distract her, or drive her further into a sexual frenzy, Javi came back to her neck, kissing and biting. He was going to leave his mark on her and she found herself wanting it. A small reminder of what happened tonight, even if that reminder only lasted a few days. Her memory would last a lifetime and she already knew she would not forget sex with him easily.
After a moment, her body grew accustomed to him and she tested out her tolerance by moving her hips. He pulled his cock almost all the way out of her before she pressed her ass back against him. Both of them groaned at the movement. She felt Javi shake and she knew he was doing everything he could to hold himself back.
