Face-Off at the Altar
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“What? It’s true,” he threw back at her, kissing her thigh. “I dreamed of my mouth on this gorgeous pussy every time I even just got to graze it.”
And to make his dreams a reality, he took her whole in his mouth. When he ran his tongue along her slit, she cried out, her knees coming together. But he held them apart, which opened her more. As he slid his tongue along the inside of her flesh, she tasted sweeter than he ever could have imagined. Finding her bundle of nerves, he was relentless, moving and nibbling at it as she thrashed against him. His name left her lips in pure, unadulterated torture. Slipping his fingers inside of her, he couldn’t stop his eyes from closing as he continued to move his tongue against her nub. She was fucking tight, and he trembled to get his cock inside of her. He was begging for it, but he wanted her to get hers since he would get his—and fast.
He slid his fingers in and out of her, and she moaned his name, screamed it as she shook under his mouth. When he looked up, her whole body was blotchy red as she held her breasts, arching up as she shouted his name. Her moans and cries were music to his ears, and he almost wasn’t sure he could handle it. He had wanted this for so long, and now he had it. He honestly had never thought it would happen, and now that it had, he wanted to savor her, but he wanted her too bad.
When she shattered, she sat up, squeezing her knees together, but there was no closing her legs with him between them. She tried to push him away, but he wasn’t done. He couldn’t get enough. Looking up at her, he continued to fuck her with his fingers as their eyes met.
“You’re fucking gorgeous, Mekena,” he said roughly as her head fell back and she moaned loudly, making his toes curl.
“Markus, I want you,” she cried as he sped up the rhythm of his fingers, wanting her to come again. She was so wet, so juicy, and he knew it would be over for him before it started if he got inside her. “Now, now, Markus, please,” she cried, trying to squeeze her legs shut.
Biting into his lip, he stopped, pulling his fingers out of her as she collapsed back onto the bed. Covering her body with his, he kissed her hard as his cock slid against the wetness of her perfect pussy. He almost came just doing that as her arms and legs wrapped around him and she kissed him hard against his lips. Pulling back, he kissed her nose. “Let me go so I can get a condom.”
She nodded, releasing him. Going to his bag, he grabbed a few, throwing them at the end of the bed before opening a package to slide it on. But before he could, he noticed she was watching. He knew she wanted to help him with it, but there was no way. “I will come before you even get it on, don’t look at me.”
She giggled as he smiled, sheathing himself before he crawled back on top of her. He settled between her legs, his cock lying against her pulsating center. “Actually, I was trying to figure out how you were going to fit inside me. You are one big man, Markus Reeves.”
“Biggest you’ll ever have too,” he said with a wink, and she scoffed.
“Cocky much?”
“Always,” he said, kissing her nose and then her lips. “This is going to be quick, and I’m apologizing now.”
She couldn’t stop her giggle. “We have all night.”
“Exactly,” he said as he went up on his knees, pressing hers back before he positioned his tip at her entrance. When he pushed in, she cried out a bit. It was a tight fit, but he slowly inched in until she looked as if she was in pain. “Whoa, you okay?”
She nodded tightly. “It hurts.”
“Okay, it’s tight, stop clenching,” he laughed and she smiled.
“Sorry!” she laughed, and his heart melted. She was so pretty, so innocent.
Wait.
Too innocent.
Her face was red, her eyes were wide, and her heart was jackhammering in her chest. As she gazed up at him, her face full of nerves, she said, “I think I’m good. Am I relaxed?”
“Wait.”
“Huh?” she asked, and it all dawned on him. How had he not realized? Did he need her that bad? But then, she came at him all sexy and seductive! How was he supposed to know?
Holding her gaze, and even though he was pretty sure of her answer, he asked, “Are you still a virgin?”
Mekena’s heart stopped.
She thought he knew. Hadn’t she told him? Why would she tell him that? Crap, was that bad? Should she have told him? Her cheeks darkened as she bit her lip. “I think I was until like four seconds ago… But do you have to move? Am I not until after you move in and out?”
“Mekena!” he cried, his cock throbbing inside of her. Holy crap, it hurt, but it also felt good, which was really weird. She just wanted him to move. To do something. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
Laughing nervously, she gave him a look. “What did you want me to say? ‘Hey, I want you, you big stud. And by the way, I’m a virgin.’? No! I just went with my gut.”
His face twisted in dismay. “But this isn’t how your first time should be.”
“What? It’s fine! Can you move? It’s kinda tight in there,” she asked tentatively, and he gawked at her.
“I would have lit candles, serenaded you, or something,” he said, and she could tell he was really bothered by the fact that he hadn’t known.
Reaching up, she cupped his face, bringing him down to where their lips almost touched. “This is perfect. I promise.”
“How are you still a virgin, Mekena? I mean, you came at me pretty hot. Different from when we were together before.”
She grinned. “I’ve started reading romance novels.”
Laughing, his face broke into a grin. “Are you sure you want me to move? If I do, your cherry will be popped. I’m only half in.”
Her eyes widened. Half in! Crap. Her heart kick-started even faster as she nodded. “I want you to. I really do, Markus.” Gazing into his eyes, she knew the truth. “I’ve always wanted it to be with you.”
Swallowing hard, he bit into his lip. God, he was so beautiful. Sweat gathered around his hairline, and his eyes were dark and dilated just for her. His body, it was a masterpiece made by God. His muscles were so thick, so defined, and she felt safe in his arms. She loved his shoulders the most, though, how big and sturdy they were. But then her eyes dropped to his sinful mouth and thick lips, and everything else couldn’t compare. He could blow her world to smithereens with those lips. His heart was pounding against hers, and both of them were breathing erratically as he looked down into her eyes, gazing at her with such love and admiration in them.
And to make his dreams a reality, he took her whole in his mouth. When he ran his tongue along her slit, she cried out, her knees coming together. But he held them apart, which opened her more. As he slid his tongue along the inside of her flesh, she tasted sweeter than he ever could have imagined. Finding her bundle of nerves, he was relentless, moving and nibbling at it as she thrashed against him. His name left her lips in pure, unadulterated torture. Slipping his fingers inside of her, he couldn’t stop his eyes from closing as he continued to move his tongue against her nub. She was fucking tight, and he trembled to get his cock inside of her. He was begging for it, but he wanted her to get hers since he would get his—and fast.
He slid his fingers in and out of her, and she moaned his name, screamed it as she shook under his mouth. When he looked up, her whole body was blotchy red as she held her breasts, arching up as she shouted his name. Her moans and cries were music to his ears, and he almost wasn’t sure he could handle it. He had wanted this for so long, and now he had it. He honestly had never thought it would happen, and now that it had, he wanted to savor her, but he wanted her too bad.
When she shattered, she sat up, squeezing her knees together, but there was no closing her legs with him between them. She tried to push him away, but he wasn’t done. He couldn’t get enough. Looking up at her, he continued to fuck her with his fingers as their eyes met.
“You’re fucking gorgeous, Mekena,” he said roughly as her head fell back and she moaned loudly, making his toes curl.
“Markus, I want you,” she cried as he sped up the rhythm of his fingers, wanting her to come again. She was so wet, so juicy, and he knew it would be over for him before it started if he got inside her. “Now, now, Markus, please,” she cried, trying to squeeze her legs shut.
Biting into his lip, he stopped, pulling his fingers out of her as she collapsed back onto the bed. Covering her body with his, he kissed her hard as his cock slid against the wetness of her perfect pussy. He almost came just doing that as her arms and legs wrapped around him and she kissed him hard against his lips. Pulling back, he kissed her nose. “Let me go so I can get a condom.”
She nodded, releasing him. Going to his bag, he grabbed a few, throwing them at the end of the bed before opening a package to slide it on. But before he could, he noticed she was watching. He knew she wanted to help him with it, but there was no way. “I will come before you even get it on, don’t look at me.”
She giggled as he smiled, sheathing himself before he crawled back on top of her. He settled between her legs, his cock lying against her pulsating center. “Actually, I was trying to figure out how you were going to fit inside me. You are one big man, Markus Reeves.”
“Biggest you’ll ever have too,” he said with a wink, and she scoffed.
“Cocky much?”
“Always,” he said, kissing her nose and then her lips. “This is going to be quick, and I’m apologizing now.”
She couldn’t stop her giggle. “We have all night.”
“Exactly,” he said as he went up on his knees, pressing hers back before he positioned his tip at her entrance. When he pushed in, she cried out a bit. It was a tight fit, but he slowly inched in until she looked as if she was in pain. “Whoa, you okay?”
She nodded tightly. “It hurts.”
“Okay, it’s tight, stop clenching,” he laughed and she smiled.
“Sorry!” she laughed, and his heart melted. She was so pretty, so innocent.
Wait.
Too innocent.
Her face was red, her eyes were wide, and her heart was jackhammering in her chest. As she gazed up at him, her face full of nerves, she said, “I think I’m good. Am I relaxed?”
“Wait.”
“Huh?” she asked, and it all dawned on him. How had he not realized? Did he need her that bad? But then, she came at him all sexy and seductive! How was he supposed to know?
Holding her gaze, and even though he was pretty sure of her answer, he asked, “Are you still a virgin?”
Mekena’s heart stopped.
She thought he knew. Hadn’t she told him? Why would she tell him that? Crap, was that bad? Should she have told him? Her cheeks darkened as she bit her lip. “I think I was until like four seconds ago… But do you have to move? Am I not until after you move in and out?”
“Mekena!” he cried, his cock throbbing inside of her. Holy crap, it hurt, but it also felt good, which was really weird. She just wanted him to move. To do something. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
Laughing nervously, she gave him a look. “What did you want me to say? ‘Hey, I want you, you big stud. And by the way, I’m a virgin.’? No! I just went with my gut.”
His face twisted in dismay. “But this isn’t how your first time should be.”
“What? It’s fine! Can you move? It’s kinda tight in there,” she asked tentatively, and he gawked at her.
“I would have lit candles, serenaded you, or something,” he said, and she could tell he was really bothered by the fact that he hadn’t known.
Reaching up, she cupped his face, bringing him down to where their lips almost touched. “This is perfect. I promise.”
“How are you still a virgin, Mekena? I mean, you came at me pretty hot. Different from when we were together before.”
She grinned. “I’ve started reading romance novels.”
Laughing, his face broke into a grin. “Are you sure you want me to move? If I do, your cherry will be popped. I’m only half in.”
Her eyes widened. Half in! Crap. Her heart kick-started even faster as she nodded. “I want you to. I really do, Markus.” Gazing into his eyes, she knew the truth. “I’ve always wanted it to be with you.”
Swallowing hard, he bit into his lip. God, he was so beautiful. Sweat gathered around his hairline, and his eyes were dark and dilated just for her. His body, it was a masterpiece made by God. His muscles were so thick, so defined, and she felt safe in his arms. She loved his shoulders the most, though, how big and sturdy they were. But then her eyes dropped to his sinful mouth and thick lips, and everything else couldn’t compare. He could blow her world to smithereens with those lips. His heart was pounding against hers, and both of them were breathing erratically as he looked down into her eyes, gazing at her with such love and admiration in them.
