Falling For You (Love In All Seasons #2) - Frankie Love Page 0,37
cream.”
“Damn, and you didn’t even lick my cone.” I pull her up, both of us kneeling before one another. I push back her hair and hold it in my hand, forcing her chin to lift and her eyes to meet mine.
“You are so fucking amazing,” I tell her. And then I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her on top of me. I need her pussy around my cock, and I need it now.
We look at one another, my growing cock between us. Her hand wraps around my shaft and I groan as she fondles my balls. She may be a virgin, but she seems to understand what I need.
“Why are you single?” she asks, looking down at me.
“Never found a woman worth giving my life up for.”
“So, that’s what a relationship means to you, too much sacrifice?” she asks with a smile splayed across her lips.
“Naw, I just don’t think I’ll find a woman who will want to live out here with me,” I tell her.
“You get lonely up here?”
“Lonely? Sure. But then I just close my eyes and think about a woman like you. It gets me off in no time.”
“So you jerk off all by yourself up here in the woods?”
“You judging me? Cause I’m guessing you’ve gotten yourself off alone plenty of times if you’re a twenty-four-year-old virgin.”
Justine laughs, and I like that I can talk so easily with her. There’s no pretense here, she’s not beating around the bush or shying away from questions that might be awkward.
She may be innocent sexually, but she knows who she is, she knows what she likes what she doesn’t. She knows what wants. And that’s a fucking turn on, a woman who is her own person, apart from whatever a man might bring to the table. Strong and resilient, not meek and mild.
“I suppose you’re right,” she agrees. “I have a vibrator or two.”
When she talks about a battery-operated boyfriend, heat rises coloring her cheeks.
“You’re so damn cute when you blush,” I tell her.
“Shush,” she says as my cock begins to throb with excitement. Her hand-job is getting me all primed for her tight pussy.
“I need you, woman,” I tell her. “Are you ready?”
She looks down at me greedily, straddling me with my cock in her hand, she runs her hand up and down it, as I harden against her touch.
“I need you too, Ryder. I’ve been waiting a very long time for this.”
I gently slap her ass and she lifts herself up ever so slightly, my cock nearing her pussy. “Are you scared?” I ask.
She just shakes her head, letting herself sink against me, inch by inch.
“It hurts,” she whispers. Her eyes close and I find her hands, lacing my fingers through them. Then I pull her lower against me, our chests pressed against one another. Her pussy is full of my cock, and it makes me feel like the luckiest goddamn fool. I leave soft kisses against her swollen lips, wanting to seal this moment in my memory forever.
“It’s okay,” I tell her. “The pain will pass.” I grind slowly against her, my cock moving deeper inside of her.
I wrap an arm around her waist and around her shoulders, then I roll her over, resting above her.
Pushing her hair from her forehead, I look deep into her eyes as I move against her.
“Oh, it doesn’t hurt anymore,” she moans as I move in deeper and deeper until she’s completely filled by me. “Now it feels...”
“You’re right, baby. It doesn’t hurt. It just feels right.”
I want this moment to last forever, this moment when I don’t just take her virginity. There’s a moment where I give her a piece of my heart.
We exchange something in this moment when she is filled with me and I’m filled with her and our eyes are locked and our hands are held. In that moment, it’s as if together, we can get through anything. Be anything. Go anywhere. In this moment I am hers and she is mine.
I know in her mind this won’t last forever. It is meant to be for a night.
But a few hours with Justine in my arms, and I already know she has changed me.
And I don’t know how I could go back to a life without her.
Tomorrow I’ll take her to an airport and she will fly home. So if all we have is one night, I’m going to do my damnedest to make it count.