16. Maeve

SIXTEEN

MAEVE

"Joseph, before this goes any further, I have to tell you something." I hold my hand to his chest. He's got my hip in his hand, gripping it, and his other is wrapped around his cock. When we took a shower, he went through a lot of questions, one of those about condoms and birth control. He didn't bring any, and I'm on the depo shot to help me with endometriosis. My symptoms were out of this world pain and more of a menstrual cycle than most women could ever think of. I'm pretty sure my senior year, I bled more than a stuck pig. Michelle noticed my symptoms first, booked an appointment, then told my parents she was taking me. They didn't bat an eye, and I think they were thankful. My doctor at the time didn't seem concerned, going as far as to say this could be normal. One crying jag Michelle was over, I told her what was going on, and the rest is history. I'm in less pain and period free.

"What's that, baby girl?" JW drags the head of his cock through my wet folds, and I lose sense of what I need to tell him. My pussy pulses, greedily wanting him to slide inside me yet worried the pain that will surely come with him being so big. No, he's huge, and well, I'm not.

"I'm a virgin." I screw my eyes shut, throw my head on the pillow, and hope this doesn't change anything.

"You think I'm not aware of that already, Mae? I felt how tight you are with my tongue, saw how you barely took your fingers, and I've barely got the head of my cock inside of you. Your cunt is hugging me so perfectly, gonna make it good for you, promise." He lowers his body until we're chest to chest. I wrap my leg over his waist, opening myself up and giving him more room to work with. The rasp of his chest hair rubs along my nipples, further beading them into tight tips.

"You good?" JW asks, pushing in another inch. How he's able to hold still, I'll never know.

"Give me a minute." I wiggle my hips, trying to take a little bit more of his length. He doesn't like that one bit. He pulls back, lifting my leg until it's flush along his abdomen and chest. I'm trapped, unable to move or lift my hips.

"Not happening, baby girl. You'll take me how I want it. Trying to not hurt you any more than necessary." I lost his length for a moment. His hand is wrapped around my thigh, and his thumb goes to work on my clit. I lose sight of him. My eyes have been opened, then closed, and now open again. Joseph William Johnson is a sight to behold.

"More, please, you have to move." My hands knead my breasts, trying to spur him on. At this point, I'd take anything he has to give.

"Fuck, baby girl, you're so tight. You gotta relax a little." He flexes his hips, pushing in a bit further. My body does the exact opposite, clenching along his length again. Honestly, it's his fault, and he should know that with how he's working my clit. He's a magician with his hands, mouth, and cock. I pull on my nipples, pinching them with my thumbs and pointer fingers.

"Easy for you to say. It's not a baseball bat tunneling through your pussy," my mouth gets the best of me. Luckily for me, his lips lift in a smirk, and he doesn't hold back. He pushes in more. I look down the length of my body, his hardness to my softness, the color of his olive skin to my fair tone, and while I hold more weight in my body than the average woman, all he sees is me, all he wants is me, and all I want is him. The lips of my pussy hug his length snugly. Wetness coats my core, the inside of my thighs, and his long length.

I let out an unladylike moan when he was more than halfway inside me. My fingers clench in the sheets on either side of my body, losing the grip I had on my breasts. The sensations becoming unbearable in the best way possible. My head lifts, doing a different type of ab curl for my nonexistent stomach muscles. Each push and pull of JW's body has his muscles flexing and skin glistening with sweat. He works himself back and forth, sliding deeper with each push until he stops at my resistance.

"I can do this one of two ways: slow and steady or hard and fast. Up to you, Mae." He gathers more wetness that's coated his cock, bringing it to my clit and continuing working me up until I'm nearly senseless.

"Hard and fast." My voice is thick with blatant desire. All I care about right now is chasing my orgasm. JW has been building me up since the moment we stepped out of the shower. No, I take that back. He took a shower with me, and his teasing touches as he washed me from head to toe, lifting my leg on the ledge of the tub and getting on his knees, well, I was thoroughly taken care of by his hands. Then he proceeded to shampoo and condition my hair. I swear I could have come from that alone.

"Take a deep breath, hold it." A moment later, and I'm doing as he says.

"Goddamn." He slams inside of me. My body jolts upward, my hands looking for purchase. One goes to the back of his thigh and digs in. The other has nowhere to go except the sheets or the pillow beneath my head. I opt for the pillow; it has more to wrap my fingers around.

"Fuck me, my baby girl is taking me so good." JW's raspy deep tone slides through the air. He's planted all the way inside me, our bodies connected completely. I watch as he kisses the inside of my leg before moving it to wrap around his waist again, then he's falling to his forearms. Sadly, I lose the back of his thigh in this position. That's okay because I get more of his weight, his pelvic bone grinds along my clit, and I have his chest pressed back against me. The world fades away.

"Ready for more?" he asks, lowering his head, kissing the wetness around the corners of my eyes. I didn't even realize there were tears there. He doesn't judge, doesn't ask questions; he just takes care of me.

"Yes." He slowly slides in and out, building me back up again, using every inch and every muscle in his body. I'm still trapped beneath him, and all I can do is wrap my legs and arms around him and hold on while he does all the work.

"Baby girl, can feel your cunt. You're already close, fuck me. Gonna need you again. This will never be enough. I'll never get enough." His hips never stop working as he wraps his arms beneath my body. We're both holding on to each other. There isn't a single part of me that isn't touching him.

"Daddy. "

"Fuck yeah, baby girl, come on daddy's cock." I shudder beneath him as an out-of-body experience hits me in the form of all my senses going haywire. My eyes are locked shut, he's breathing in my ear with deep choppy breaths, and when I feel his body lock up tightly, I know he's right there with me. Still, he pumps his hips through his orgasm. I had no idea I'd be able to feel him, all of him, each heavy spurt, and I swear I'm on the verge of having another mini-orgasm this time.

"Don't fuckin' move. Gonna stay inside you until I'm not hard anymore, then run a bath. You're going to need it, and I'm too damn greedy to let you have a day or two of rest." My pussy spasms at his words. JW's forehead meets mine. "Never would have thought the sweet baker would give me a tenth of what you have already given me. Gonna cherish you forever."

"Joseph."

"Love that, too, Mae. A whole fucking lot." His lips move to mine. There's nothing hurried about our kiss, and true to his word, he stays planted inside me.