Pleasure Unbound

When I cum, he swallows my screams, moving me against him at a merciless pace that has every part of my body pulsing with pleasure. I can’t get enough of him. I want to be closer. I want to feel his naked body against mine. Kissing a line down his stubbled jaw, I nuzzle his neck, breathing in the familiar scent of him before kissing and licking along his neck. He continues to move me against him, but they’re soft, lazy movements meant to slowly bring me down from the high I’d been on while giving me as much pleasure as possible.

I lay my head down on his shoulder and cup his face with my other hand, letting my thumb slide along his cheek. He takes my hand in his and gives my palm a kiss.

“Thank you,” I say, my voice sounding as languid as I feel. I just want to curl up and take a nap against his warm, hard chest.

He strokes my face and back, keeping the other hand securely attached to my ass.

“I should be the one thanking you,” he says. “You’ve given me the best gift in the world, Mandy. You let me be the first person to ever touch you like this. I can’t tell you how much that means to me.”

I sit up and look at him. “But I want you to be my first everything. You’re the only man I’ve ever wanted, the only man I will ever want.”

“I know you think that now,” he says, and I let out my own groan of frustration at his words.

“I know how much you want me,” I say, giving my hips a little rock. “I can feel how hard you are beneath my pussy.”

He gives another pained groan. “You have no idea how badly I want you.”

“Then take me,” I say, fully aware of that fact that I’m begging and not caring one little whit about it.

“I’d give anything if I could.”

The pain in his voice breaks my heart, and I don’t understand why he’s being so damn stubborn.

I run my fingers over his hard chest and shoulders. I’ll never be able to give him up, not after everything we’ve just done. I need more. I need everything, and I know I’ll never be happy until I get it. He’s my future, and I’m his. I just need to make him understand that.

“I love you, Brian,” I say. “I always have, and I always will.” I press a finger to his lips when he starts to say something.

“I know you don’t think we can be together, and I understand that, but I’m already yours. I could never let another man touch me like the way you just did.”

The sickened expression that crosses his face at the idea of another man touching me makes me bite back a very happy squeal. This might not take as long as I feared.

I smile at him and give him a quick kiss. “You can take me home if you need to. I know you have a lot to think about. I just have one thing I need you to do for me.”

He lifts an eyebrow at me, waiting for me to go on.

I reach down and lay my hand on top of his hard cock. I can’t help but give a soft moan when I feel how big and hard he is. I want it so badly I can barely think.

“Save this for me,” I say. “Please don’t be with any other women.”

He cups my face, bringing me closer. “How could you think I would do that to you?”Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“I’ve heard stories about you my whole life, Brian, and I’ve seen firsthand the long string of girlfriends you’ve had over the years. I couldn’t bear to see you with anyone else, not after tonight.”

“You’re all I can think about, Mandy,” he says, giving me a gentle kiss. “I could never just go run off and fuck someone else.” Pulling me closer to him, he adds, “I know this is complicated and that we’ve already crossed so many lines that shouldn’t have been crossed. I just think we need to take a step back and really think about this. I don’t want you to feel trapped with me, like you’re stuck with a 41-year-old when you’ve just turned 18.”

I start to argue, but it’s his turn to stop me with a kiss. He kisses me slowly, savoring every part of my mouth like he’s trying to memorize everything about me. When he pulls away, he says, “I just want you to take some time to really think about what you want and if you’re prepared for the consequences, because I know your dad well enough to know he’s not going to be happy about this.”

I sigh and lean my forehead against his. I know my dad won’t be happy, but I also know there’s no way in hell I’m letting Brian go. I’ll give him his time to think, but I already know what my answer is.