said.
“It’s true.” She brushed her hand over his hair. Then, Jessica was quiet for a bit before she said, “I need to tell you something.”
Tyson went still in his nibbling at the side of her neck. He had no clue what she might want to say.
“Ok. What?”
“I’ve only done this once before. I’m not a virgin, but I don’t really know what I’m doing.”
Leveling himself up again, Tyson smiled down at her. She was so different from the other girls he knew. None of the girls he’d dated would have admitted any such thing to him. They probably would have bluffed their way through it. Or, more likely, he thought, they would have pretended total innocence.
“There’s nothing to know, Jess.” He brushed her hair back and kissed her softly. “It’s my job to make sure you enjoy me, and I promise I will enjoy you.”
Tyson was far from virginal. He wasn’t a total dog, but he had been with quite a few females. This felt different, though. Jessica was different. So, he wanted to be different with her. He wanted her to know it was special and to want it as much as he did, so he proceeded to show her just how good it could be.
He touched every inch of her, dragging the scent of her into his lungs at each stop along her luscious landscape. He sucked at the soft skin of her neck and nibbled on her shoulders. He palmed her firm breasts, loving how the ample mounds fit into his large hands. He tweaked her nipples, licked around the dark tips, and then licked a path between them. Each tender peak budded up nice and tight for him and Tyson couldn’t resist the temptation to suck them deep into his wet mouth. He rolled his tongue over the stiffened points until Jessica was moaning and clutching his shoulders. Tyson moved his hand down her belly. He traced the path right down the center of her body to touch her warm core. The moisture he found there nearly sent him over the edge. She was wet for him, slick with her own need, and it thrilled him.
Tyson took his time stroking her sensitive flesh. He dipped his fingers into her moist channel and then slid the wet digits over her swollen nub. Jessica gasped and pressed her thighs together around his probing hand. He captured her lips in another long, drugging kiss, and she returned the affection with such unrestrained passion that he was hurting for her.
“I want to be inside you, Jess. Ok?” She was writing beneath him, pushing herself up into him.
“Yes, yes,” she answered him.
Tyson spread Jessica’s thighs, reached between them, and guided his stiff erection to the entrance of her wet heat. With his eyes locked to hers, he slowly pressed his way into her. She was tight. She was so hot and snug. It was bliss just seating himself inside her. It felt so good that Tyson wondered if he would actually be able to control himself when they were fully connected, when he was finally gliding in and out of her.
Little by little she adjusted to his size and her warm body conformed around his hardness. He grabbed Jessica’s knee and lifted her left leg. The action angled her body just right and it caused him to slip in to the hilt. They both groaned and then panted out fevered breaths.
“Jess, you feel so good. Damn it’s good,” he said. She was looking up at him.
“Yeah?”
“Definitely,” he said and he plunged inside her.
“Oh, wow,” she murmured as he pumped his hips. Her head rolled on the pillow. The motion exposed her neck and Tyson began to suck on the tight skin as he stroked inside her. Tyson could hear people shuffling around out in the hall, but the sounds seemed distant, far, far away from the
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