Pretty, Precarious & Prohibited

49 - Sure, Slow & Sore

~ Slow - Jamie Foxx ~
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He tosses me on the bed making me squeal. He crawls over top of me before planting his lips on me again. His hands trail to the end of my shirt but he stops. He pulls away looking at me. "You sure about this?"

I wrap my hands around his neck. "More sure than anything," I reach down, pulling my shirt off for him. He stares down at my lace burgundy bra.

"Fuck. You know you're so beautiful," he mumbles before attacking my collarbone with his lips. My hands reach for his pants unzipping them.

He grabs my hands pinning them above my head. His hand moves up my skirt giving my ass a squeeze. A gasp falls from my lips.

He pulls back and grabs the ends of my skirt slowly pulling my skirt off. Once it's off he chucks them across the room.

He comes back down to meet my lips again. His hand slides in my panties rubbing teasingly against my clit. "More," I whisper against his lips. He chuckles deeply. A hand unclasp my bra before he takes my nipples in his mouth.

Unexpectedly he slips a finger in and begins moving in and out. My back arches every time he curls his finger. His thumb slowly rubbing against my clit.

Breathy moans fall from my lips. "Heath, I want you," I whisper. He takes his finger out ripping my panties off. And I mean ripped! Those were expensive.

"Heath!" I exclaim. He laughs as he begins taking off his pants. "I'll buy you more," he rasps.

He crawls back over me. "You're a virgin right?" He asks. His hand slowly caressing my cheek.

"Uhh, what abou-" he leans down kissing me before I can finish my sentence. A soft, slow, passionate kiss. He pulls away.

"That doesn't count," he says softly.

"Then yes," I answer.

"Are you sure you want to do this. We can wait," he offers. My hand wraps around his neck this time pulling him into a short kiss.

"I'm sure. 100%, just go slow please," I whisper. I've never done this consensually before. Last time leaving me in pain.

He kisses my forehead softly. "Promise. Tell me stop if you get scared or thoughts," he says.

"I will," I assure. He nods and begins sliding off his boxers. His hard length sticks out.

And it's huge.

He positions himself at my entrance before kissing me again. His lips move to my neck. "This might hurt," he whispers.

"I'll be fine. Just do it," my hands wrap around his neck. He nods, taking one of my legs and placing it around his hips.

His hand moves and grips my chin lightly forcing me to look at him. He looks at me and pushes in slowly. Watching the pleasure on his face makes me melt.

The light grin and heavy breathing. He moves in and out slowly so I get used to the ache between my legs.

"You can go faster," I breathe out. He does as I say. The dull pain between my legs, starting to feel good.

"Fuck," he curses under his breath. He kisses me again. Both of us breathing heavily, layered in rain water and sweat.

His hands grip my hips moving him deeper. My nails run down his back most likely leaving scars. "Fuck, you drive me insane you know that," he rasps.

His movements begin speeding up. "Keep going," I breathe out. He does, moans coming from the both of us.

He pulls his head back to stare at me. "You look so fucking hot on top," I tell him. A smug smirk takes over his lips.