Chapter 7

chapter

seven

Andrew

Those fathomless blue eyes of hers stare into mine. "I was thinking about my lack of experience, actually. I don't want you to be disappointed," she says. "I'm not a virgin. I mean not really."

I put a finger to her lips. "Sweet thing, stop. I don't care about any of that. Unless you feel strongly about sharing the experience with me, then stop worrying about it. This is about us; that's all that matters to me. I don't have a ton of experience either. I might look like a playboy, but that's not how I was raised."

She stares at me, then smiles. "You're different than I expected."

"I hope that's a good thing," I say.

"It's a very good thing."

"I need you to set the pace, Max."

"Why is that?"

"Because I want nothing more than to tear your clothes off and bury my face in between those thick thighs of yours."

She sucks in a breath, then nods.

"You're nodding," I say.

"Yes, please. Do that." She pulls off her scrubs shirt but leaves her bra in place.

I'm already kicking off my jeans because I've been hard for this woman on and off all day and I'm so ready to make her come. I squeeze my dick through my boxers while I watch her peel off her bottom scrubs. There's those curvy as fuck legs I saw this morning.

The first thing I'd thought about when I'd seen all that bare skin was wearing her thighs as earmuffs. Goddamn, this woman turns me on.

"Your body is ridiculous," she says.

I look up into her face and her eyes are roaming all over my exposed skin.

"I could say the same about you. All those fucking curves." I grab her hips and squeeze my fingers into her plump flesh.

"Just seems cosmically unfair for you to be this attractive, not a narcissist, and you—though I'm not an actual expert, I'm just judging from that bulge you're sporting—have a big dick."

I toss my head back and laugh and swallow the words that bubble up my throat. Because I nearly tell this woman I am head over feet in love with her.

"You can flatter me all you like, sweet thing, but I can extoll your virtues just as much. You're beautiful and intelligent and fucking hilarious." I slide my hands up from her hips to the bare flesh of her waist and I swear electricity sparks between our skin. "But I'd rather put my mouth to better use."

She falls back onto the bed and scoots up to the middle. Leaning back on her elbows, it pushes her big tits forward. The dip of her waist accentuates her soft belly and the flair of her hips. Her navy blue cotton underwear cover her pussy, but there's a telltale wet mark right between her folds.

"Take the bra off. I need to see all of you." I get on the bed, between her thighs and run my knuckles up and down the crease of her pussy. "You're so wet for me, sweet thing."

She slips the bra off her shoulders, then tosses it on the floor. Her bare breasts are heavy and teardrop shaped, the nipples already hard. Her hands slide up and pluck at the hard little tips.

"Fuck," I murmur. I pull those panties off her hips, then thighs until I can toss them on the ground. "Lay back and spread yourself open to me."

Obediently, she follows my commands. Her thighs part. The scent of her arousal teases me as I lay on my stomach and wedge my shoulders between her legs. I spread her open with my thumbs.

She gasps.

I put my mouth on her perfect pussy. Her taste explodes on my tongue. I lick up from her entrance all the way to the bundle of nerves at the top.

"Andrew, oh my," she moans.

I flick my tongue across her clit, back and forth, back and forth a few times until she's rocking beneath me and moaning.

"It's so good," she says. Her fingers scrape through my hair against my scalp. "Your tongue is… oh yeah."

I lick tight circles around her clit, then slide two fingers inside her hot channel. I bump myself into the mattress to put pressure on my hard dick.

I want to tell her all the things I want to do to her body, all the things I want to do with her for the rest of our lives. But I'm not taking my mouth off her pussy until I taste her release.

She writhes against my mouth. "Andrew, Andrew," she says, whimpering my name again and again.

My fingers curl to find her g-spot, then I suck her clit into my mouth. I run my tongue across it, while moving my fingers and she shatters.

The taste and feel of her climax etches into my brain, and I know I'll never want another woman.

I'm going to marry this woman the minute she agrees.

I place small nibbling kisses to her inner thighs, then crawl up her body. I settle in the cradle of her thighs, my dick nestled against the heat of her wet pussy.

Her arms wrap around my neck. She leans her head up and kisses me, not minding that I obviously taste like her.

I rock my pelvis, rubbing my cock against her clit.

She gasps and pulls back. "You know I truly didn't think I'd like that?"

"What's that, sweet thing?"

"Your mouth on me. But wow."

"You're fucking delicious, darlin'. Want me to do it again? Because I could eat you all night."

"No, I really want you to put that big dick of yours inside me and fuck me. That's what I want."

My heart nearly explodes. I am so madly in love with this woman.

"I've never wanted anyone or anything the way that I want you."

"I'm on birth control," she says.

"I can still use a condom if you want me to. But I'm clean and I'd love to fuck you with nothing between us."

"Yes, do that." Her thighs part and come up on either side of my hips.

"You're so fucking gorgeous, do you know that?"

My cock nestles between her slick folds. Even before I slide inside, I can feel her heat and wetness.

I lean down and kiss her. Gentle, small open-mouthed kisses where we sip at each other. Then our tongues tangle and her arms wrap around my neck. She bucks beneath me, sliding her pussy against my dick.

I reach down and notch myself at her entrance. She hikes her legs higher up on my hips.

"Andrew, I really don't want to hurt your ass, but if you don't get inside of me, I'm gonna roll you over and ride you the way I want."

"Is that so?"

"Ye—"

I thrust quickly inside before she can even finish her answer.

"Wow, you are big," she says.

"Am I hurting you, sweet thing?"

She shakes her head. "Please move."

"This pussy was made for me," I tell her.

Then I pick up my rhythm and fuck her more quickly. In and out, in and out. Every time I thrust back in she moans, so I know I'm hitting her in all the good spots.

"I'm gonna come so hard inside this pussy. Goddamn it, Max. You feel too fucking good."

"I should be irritated that you're this good at this, but since I'm benefiting, I'm not going to complain," she says, her words full of breath.

"I'm just good at fucking you, darlin', because this pussy was made for me."

"Andrew," she moans. "Oh damn, you're gonna make me come again." She grabs my face and our eyes lock.

Watching her fall apart brings on my own climax. But coming together while looking into each other's eyes is so intimate, so special, I know she can feel it. She has to know this is more than a one-night stand.