19. Shane

My dick isin her mouth.

My dick is in Kennedy Bing’s gorgeous heart-shaped mouth.

What. In. The. Actual. Fuck.

I’m the luckiest fucker on the planet.

I stare down below in awe. Usually, I’m in control of every interaction between the two of us, loving how much she hates it when I try to push her out of her comfort zone. But right now, I’m the one who’s stuck on stupid as she stares at me with those bottomless soft brown eyes and tugs at the drawstring of my sweats.

Fuck me.

This is actually happening.

I’ve been hoping for this moment but never really sure it would actually happen between us, not like this. And now that it’s here, I don’t know what to do with myself. But my dick definitely knows what up and it’s eager to get started.

When Kennedy lowers my pants, my dick hardens behind the thin veil of my boxer shorts. It’s just a matter of moments before she swallows me whole. I want this so badly I hope I don’t fuck it up and come the second she puts me in her mouth.

“Kennedy,” I whisper reverently as she reaches for my dick and gently covers the tip with her lips.

Fuck.

For a moment, I forget where I am. Leaning heavily forward on the door, I reach for the doorknob to lock the door. The last thing I need is for someone to walk in on us. Kennedy’s mean ass would never forgive me.

I accidentally bang my forehead against the door as she takes me deeper inside her mouth, the softest place on earth. She sucks me hard and alternates the pressure with soft licks of my tip with her tongue. She’s good at this.

Too damn good.

It feels like paradise, but it also makes me surprisingly jealous. Who the fuck else did she do this with?

I want to be the only one she does this with…ever.

In a possessive move, I slip a hand in her hair, gripping it at the roots as the suction of her mouth intensifies.

“Fuck yes, that feels so good.”

I’m on the very edge of self-control as I pump my hips, fucking her beautiful mouth. If I keep up this pace much longer, I’m going to bust right down her pretty ass throat.

“Kennedy, wait,” I say through a groan of pleasure.

She stops and looks up at me.

“What”s wrong?”

Not one fucking thing.

“Let”s move to the bed so I can fuck you properly.”

“No, that”s not what this is.”

She returns to swallowing me again, squeezing my dick harder with her jaws. Every pull is bringing me closer to the edge of release. I slam my hand against the door.

“Damn!”

I’m not going to lie. I don’t even know how many times I’ve been on the receiving end of a woman’s mouth, but there’s something about Kennedy’s that feels better than any other head I’ve been given.

It’s the best I’ve ever had.

I don”t want to come yet, but I’m not sure I can hold off any longer. This is not how I wanted our first time to go down. I’m supposed to be fucking her senseless, making her forget about anyone who came before me or anyone after.

“Kennedy, please, let me take you to the bed.”

She stares up at me, still on her knees, eyes glazed over with lust, lips moist, and to me, she’s just about the most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen in my life.

“That’s not what this is. Now do you want to come for me or not?” she asks, still pumping my dick with her hand, and my eyes widen from the frankness of the question.

Kennedy is full of surprises.

“Yes,” I say in a low voice that sounds more like a grunt than an actual word.

It doesn’t take long at all once her lips return. I knew it wouldn’t. She wraps her lips around my dick, places her hands on my ass, and I fuck her mouth for all of maybe fifteen seconds before I come all the way down her throat.

“Fuck, Kennedy,” I roar in euphoria as she swallows every last drop of me.

I’m out of breath and stroking her hair when she finally finishes, smirking at me as if she’s conquered a dragon.

“I want to invoke wish number two.”

“It can’t be a sexual request,” she chuckles as she stands to her feet. “Those were the rules.”

“Fuck your rules.”

“I’ll shut down all the genie wishes if you keep it up.”

“And then I’ll tell my mother how excited I’d be to move to Philly.”

I pull my shirt off, slide my hands around her waist, placing them on her ass and pull her closer to my naked body.

“What is the wish, hockey boy?” her face contorts in a combination of desire and impatience.

“I want you to answer one question for me and it has to be with complete honesty. You can’t lie.”

“I never lie.”

“Now you know that’s not true. You hide yourself from everyone. Today, in this moment, I want raw honesty.”

“That’s your wish?”

“Yes.”

“Are you going to put on some pants?”

I chuckle at her sudden modesty after she just gave me the best head of my life.

“Nope.”

“Whatever.”

“Look at me, Kennedy.”

She does as she’s told which my dick approves of. It’s stiffening up once again. I know she can feel it.

“If I told you that in three minutes I’m going to toss you on my new mattress, rip your clothes off, eat your pussy until you beg me to stop, then fuck you over and over until you are completely exhausted, does that make you want to run out my bedroom door or does it make your pussy wet?”

Her eyes immediately drop to the floor.

“Eyes back up here.”

She reluctantly raises her eyes back up to me.

God, she’s beautiful.

“Do you have an answer for me?” I smile, knowing full well what the truth is between us.

She stares at the door and then back to me.

“Well?”

She bites the corner of her bottom lip, obviously frightened to say what she wants. Even now after what just happened between us five minutes ago, she’s fighting it. It’s clear that her trust issues run deep but if I didn’t like a challenge, I wouldn’t be one of the most promising hockey players in the country.

She takes a deep breath, which hopefully is helping her ready herself to stand in her truth…and get fucked.

“It makes my pussy wet.”

Without another word between us, I pick Kennedy up. Her small legs wrap around my waist, and she holds onto my neck as I pull her shirt up and off, sending it sailing to the other side of the room.

I toss her on the clean corner of my bed and wipe with both of my arms everything else that was sitting on it from the move.

Fuck it.

I’ll clean it all up later.

Her eyes widen as I unceremoniously unbutton her cut-off shorts and throw them to a corner of the room as well.

Buring my head between her legs, I take a deep whiff of her panty-soaked pussy. It smells delicious, and I bet it tastes just as good.

I rip the bikini briefs on the side and send them to the floor. She won’t need those anymore.

“Give me this pussy,” I growl, pulling her hips toward my mouth with a wolfish force that practically knocks the wind out of her.

I devour her with greedy strokes of my tongue and delicate pulls of her clit and take great pleasure in my technique as her hips gyrate in small circles then buck up to give me more of her.

“Such a greedy girl,” I growl in between her folds.

“Shane, I’m about to come,” she cries, sliding her hands into the crown of my hair.

I lift my head to look at her.

Her jet-black curls are splayed wildly on the bed, her body is covered in a thin layer of sweat, and she’s never looked more beautiful to me than she does now.

“Let me see you fuck,” I tell her in a gritty voice and I slide two of my fingers deep inside her.

Her eyes close in bliss as the muscles of her vagina tighten around my fingers.

“That’s it, Kennedy. Let me watch.”

I watch her closely as she lifts her hips high of the bed and her vagina pulses and pumps around my fingers.

“Shane,” she begs. “Please.”

“Please, what?” I smile devilishly, trying to remember what fucking box I packed the condoms.

“I need you inside me.”

There’s an unopened pack on the windowsill, above the headboard.

Thank fuck.

“Then let me give you what you need,” I promise her, as I hurriedly roll the condom on like a horny teenager.

My dick is thick, long and hard as a rock. But I can tell by finger fucking Kennedy that she probably hasn’t has sex in a very long time. She’s tight as hell, and I don’t want to rip her apart. No matter how much I want her, I’ve got to take this slow so she’ll come back for seconds.

When she suddenly turns over on all fours, I pause.

“It might be a little painful in this position, babe,” I tell her. “Let’s try missionary first.”

“I want it from the back,” she tells me. “I want to feel everything, all of you.”

I purse my lips to protest but when I notice her glistening pussy, I fold like a cheap deck of cards. “Whatever your hungry little pussy wants.”

I line my dick up in the right position and slowly push the tip in making sure to simultaneously massage her clit so that she stays ready for me.

“Oh,” she gasps as I slowly fill her.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes, stop talking and keep going.”

I initiate a stroking rhythm that carefully pushes me a little further inside of her with each push.

“Oh my God,” she cries. “You’re so big.”

Not that I had any hand in the size of the dick I was born with but I’m proud that she’s happy with it.

Her body is rocking against my strokes now and the deeper I fall into her pussy the more dominating I become.

“Do you love it?” I ask her.

“Yes,” she moans.

“You want more?”

“Yes.”

I fuck her harder.

“Is this pussy mine?” I ask, grunting through my own possessive pleasure.

She doesn’t answer.

I grab her hair from the back, lifting her head and creating a beautiful arch in her back.

“Kennedy,” I growl, getting close to coming. “Is this pussy mine?”

“I’m coming again,” she mews. “Shane, oh god.”

I’m completely seated inside Kennedy’s pussy, and it’s a glorious place to be. I stroke deep and hard, unable to control myself, and pray that I’m not hurting her at this point.

“Me too,” I grunt.

I can feel her pussy contract and clamp down on my cock.

“That’s fucking it,” I hiss, and then we both collapse in a soft pile of my clothes, entangled in each other.

I’m brushing the hair out of her eyes when a heavy knock at the door startles us both, and all we can do is laugh when one of Shane’s teammates asks us through the door, “Hey, y’all hungry in there?”