dipped his tongue onto my pussy. He ate me through my first helpless spasms. Drezden had me in his grips, and I was fading fast.
Greedily he buried his mouth between my thighs. Being a virgin was one thing, I still had a healthy appetite for masturbation. But this was nothing like that. His determination and skill drove me to submit.
Teasing my clit gently, he groaned with his thirst. My fingers went down, guiding his head and feeling his soft hair. The pressure in me was electric; it frightened me. I couldn't bear to let myself come, not on his face like this.
“Drezden,” I blurted, tugging at his hair. “You need to—ah! Stop, come on, come up!”
In argument, he nibbled just on the edge of my clit. My scream was wild, back arching on the bed. A ripple of tension stretched, an elastic that connected me from my scalp to my pussy. “W—wait, wait...!”
The singer for Headstones wasn't listening to me. In a funny moment of clarity, I didn't think he ever had. He'd forced me to show him my bitten tongue, insisted he treat my wounds, kissed me and touched me and chased me down all after I'd told him we couldn't happen.
And here I was. The result of all his pressing.
Letting him eat me out.
My elastic snapped, tingles shooting through and centering on my lower belly. I came hard, screaming and biting down on my wrist. The noise still reached my ears, another thing to imprint and associate with Drezden Halifax.
He was taking hold of me in every possible way.
Gasping, I didn't notice he moved until he tangled his tongue with mine. Cupping my cheeks, he kissed me until my heart came back down from the clouds. But he wasn't done, there was no stopping him.
Sliding his briefs down, he exposed his thick cock. It bounced off of me, pressing warmly on my belly. I caught a glimpse of it, the fat head an angry purple from how he'd held back. If what I'd experienced was a controlled Drezden, the unrestricted version could only spell doom.
“Lola,” he said, his voice labored. I heard him reach for something on the edge of the bed. From his crumpled jeans, he slipped out a foil packet. Expertly, he rolled the condom over his engorged prick.
Our foreheads touched, his shirt rubbing over my sensitive nipples. I think he expected me to say something—but I couldn't. My throat was tight, useless.
The tip of his cock brushed my wet entrance. My lungs, my insides, everything became cement. This was it; the moment I'd been waiting for. Movies and books had warned me over and over that sex would hurt the first time.
Drezden bit down on my shoulder, spreading me open inch by inch. There was a sense of being filled, one that continued on as he kept entering me. I didn't know how big he should feel. What was normal? How could I know? My brain kept warning me that it was too much. He was stretching me, surely I would break in two.
Against my temple, he groaned. He had my hips in a vice grip, keeping me still as he kept sliding in. It took forever; I existed in an eternity with the man who seemed keen to rip me apart.
With a long sigh, he sank in to the root of his dick. My eyes snapped open, confused. Where was the pain? Shouldn't that have hurt? It wasn't a peaceful moment to wonder. Drezden was withdrawing, taking my sanity with him.
The ridge of his cock-head came to the edge of my pussy. In a deliberately slow thrust, he sank back in. The pattern started that way, calm and collected. Each pump of his hips drove Drezden further to the brink; I heard it in his breathing.
“You're so tight,” he gasped. It was amazing I heard him at all, I was sinking in a sea of warmth and cotton. Everything he did felt astounding. Why the hell had I fought him off?
Waiting was a mistake.
Two days wasted. I could have just kissed him from the onset and begun this wonderfully insane ride. I'd chided Drezden over two days being plenty of time, but now, I was a hypocrite—I wanted more.
He swelled inside of me, his length pulsing. Slamming into me faster, Drezden held me down like I would try to escape. Doesn't he know by now? I wondered. I'm stuck. He was everything I wanted, a creature made up from the songs he sang. Songs