Something More (10 page)

Suddenly, I'm a little
worried if I can take all of him into me. Drew senses my concern and gently
places his hand on my cheek. “Don't worry, baby. I'll take it easy.” He leans
down to kiss me tenderly on the lips. Warmth runs through my veins. He steps
closer and runs his hands down my back, grabbing the bottom of my shirt and
pulling it over my head. He tosses it on the couch, all the while looking right
into my eyes and shaking me down to my soul. We are standing there, so close,
in just our undergarments. His eyes slowly drift down and rest on my breasts.
They are aching for him to touch them. One hand raises to my cheek and he
plants a kiss on my lips. His hand slides down to my neck and he places another
kiss on my lips. Sliding further down, his hand rests over my heart. Another
kiss on the lips. My sex is quickly becoming flooded.

Drew's hand slides just
a little further down over one of my breasts and pulls my bra down so that my
breast is exposed. He kisses me again, this time a little more urgently, his
thumb brushing back and forth over my nipple. I moan into him and arch my back,
pushing my breast against him. He wraps his other arm around my waist and draws
me into his hardness. A sexy growl comes from deep within him.
Jeez, that
turns me on.
I reach up and wrap both of my arms around his neck,
intertwining my fingers tightly in his hair. Another growl, this time a little
more visceral. He breaks the kiss when he swoops me up into his arms, cradling
me.

“Where's your bedroom?”
he asks with purpose and begins walking in the direction of where he thinks my
room is. My head is swimming with want and desire so that the words are lost.
He finds my room without a problem. It's convenient that there's only two to
choose from. I wouldn't care which one we end up in at this point.

Drew places me sideways
on the bed, my legs still hanging off. He lifts one leg up and holds my heel in
his palm, supporting the rest of my leg with his other hand. He looks at me and
grins, then kisses the top of my big toe. Slowly, he runs his nose down my leg
and breathes in my scent.

As he nears my juicy
folds, my insides start to flutter, and I inhale slow and deep in anticipation
of what's to come. However, he stops just before he reaches my center. He lowers
my leg and grabs the other, repeating his movements. He's dragging this out and
driving me absolutely insane.

Lifting my head
slightly, I glance down at his erection. The head of his penis is nestled in
his belly button. If the band of his underwear weren't holding it up, I could
hang laundry on it. I throw my head back into the bed and clamp my eyes shut.
This
is going to really hurt or be the best damn sex of my life. Please don't let it
hurt. Please don't let it hurt.

“Rebecca, please don't
worry. I promise that I won't hurt you.”

I open my eyes a little
to see his face. He really looks...perfect. How did I get this lucky? He slides
my panties off and tosses them...somewhere. I start to sit up to kiss him, but
he places his hand on my chest and gently pushes me back down. “I was just
going to kiss you.”

“I know, baby. But I'm
going to kiss you now. Right here.” And he drags his hand from my chest, down
my sternum, across my belly, and slides his finger through my wet folds. He
drops to his knees and pushes my thighs wide to open me up to him. He places my
heels on the wooden bed slat that is the frame. Grabbing my hips, he slides me
a little closer.

“Drew?”

“Yes?”

“You are really driving
me insane right now. I said I wanted you inside me.”

“Oh, I will be, my
sweet Rebecca. I will be.” And then his mouth is on my wet, swollen sex. I
gasp. His tongue is magical and so warm. My hips start moving, increasing the
sensation. The more I move, the hungrier he seems to get. He moans against me,
the vibration and sound of it making me wetter.

I can feel my orgasm
climbing already. His tongue working over my clit, combined with his groaning, is
going to make me spill over quickly. He places his hands on my inner thighs and
puts slight pressure on them, pinning me in place, eating me like he can't get
enough. He slides one hand down and inserts two fingers into me. With an
aggressive in and out of his fingers, I moan out his name. He inserts a third
finger and my sex clenches around them. My body convulses in pleasure. He slows
down to allow me to ride out the waves of euphoria.

As I start to come down
from my orgasm, he rises from the floor, licking his fingers. With a wicked
grin, he says, “That was the most amazing thing I've ever eaten in my life.” I
smile and playfully kick at him. “What? It's true. I'll be right back, my delicious
Rebecca. I have a condom in my pants.”

“You came prepared.” It
was a statement, not a question.

“Always,” he answers.
I'm not sure if he's carrying around condoms for random hookups, or if he was
hoping I might say yes to him today. I suppose it's good that he's safe
regardless.

Drew's back in a flash
and has already ripped open the wrapper. I pull my feet up onto the mattress
and push myself back a little as he starts to wrap his enormous erection.
They
make condoms that big? Amazing.
He looks at me once he's all sheathed. “Why
did you move away from me?”

“Uh…I was making room
for you.”

“I'm going to stand
first, to make sure I don't hurt you…at least until you get used to me. I can
see better this way anyway.” He grabs me behind each knee and pulls me back to
the edge of the bed. My bed is the perfect height for him in this position. My
butt slides right up to his erection.
Whoa.
When my ass bumps into him,
a grunt escapes us both.

“I'm not going to hurt
you, Rebecca. I promise. I love that you are nice and wet for me. And I love
that it's me that's made you that way.”

Drew leans down and
kisses me gently on the lips. He straightens halfway up, his fingers rubbing my
wetness. “I'm going to be gentle,” he whispers. I feel the head of his penis at
my slick entrance. Ever so gently, he nudges inside me. I sigh as it stretches
me wider. It feels foreign because it's been so long and I've never had someone
this big before. It's intoxicating.

“More.” I say. A half
smile plays across his face. He pushes in a little further and my breath
catches. I close my eyes and feel the ridges and veins of his thick cock as he
enters me further. I run my hands up his arms and grab his biceps tightly. “All
the way, Drew. But slow.”

“Rebecca…”

I open my eyes and look
into his, a look of concern in them. “Please, Drew,” I plead. “Just go slow.”

“I am only halfway in.
I don't want to hurt you.” My eyes widen in disbelief. He's only halfway in? I
let go of his arms and prop myself up on my elbows to look. Sure enough, he's
got a ways to go.

Flopping back onto the
bed, I look back into his eyes. I see amusement on his face, and I narrow my
eyes at him. “Slow, but go all the way. I want to feel all of you.”

He lifts my hand to his
lips and kisses the back of it. Turning my hand over, he slowly licks from the
edge of my palm up to the tip of my middle finger, which he puts in his mouth
and sucks on. I moan. Inch by glorious inch, he pushes deeper into me. It's not
hurting, but I can feel every millimeter of him. Briefly, I wonder why it's not
hurting, but that thought fades quickly as I feel him even deeper. I close my
eyes again, taking in all the sensations.

“Drew…,” I breathe out.

“What's wrong? Am I
hurting you?” He pulls out a little.

“No!” I quickly grab
his ass and pull him back in. Fully. My eyes roll back in my head and my back
arches at the sensation. “Ohh.” I moan. What and amazing sensation. “Oh my…”
Another moan escapes me. “It doesn't hurt, Drew. I can feel you. All of you,
and it doesn't hurt at all.”

He looks puzzled. I
reach up to hold his face in my hands and look into his eyes. “It really
doesn't hurt. Maybe this is another sign? Literally made for each other?” I
snicker, which makes my core spasm around him. I see his abs tighten at the
movement. I smile. I caress his beautifully handsome face to make him more at
ease.

His face still shows
concern, but slowly eases into a grin. “I'll take that. Anything to make you
see that we are truly meant to be.” Drew pulls out until just the tip of his
penis is still inside. He moves in and out in little increments. Slowly.
Torturing me. “Are you now ready for all of me, Rebecca?” he teases.

Gently, he sinks
himself all the way in to my core and slowly pulls out to the tip again. “Ahhhhh,”
I moan. “I am.”

Smiling coyly, he asks,
“Are you sure?” as he repeats his slow movement.

“Yes…”
Jeez, what a
tease
... My thoughts are abruptly interrupted when he slams his cock into
me. “Ahhh!” I whimper. He grabs hold of my thighs and scoots me back to the
edge of the bed. The slam must have jolted me backwards, but I didn't notice.
With a firm hold, he pulls out to the tip and slams into me again. “Ahhh!” This
time he doesn't pause. It's a continuous pounding of pleasure. His cock is
hitting something inside me that I've never felt before. “Oh, god, Drew!” I
yell.

I rock and move in
rhythm with him, as much as I can with his firm grip on my thighs. “I'm going
to come!”

He decreases his
movements. “Not yet. I want more of you, Rebecca.”

I'm a bit frustrated. “I
was just about to come. It's not nice to stop just on the brink.”

He chuckles. “Those
poor bastards before me have led you to believe that.” He pauses his words, but
not his actions. “There is a certain amount of control involved, which a lot of
men don't possess when it comes to sex. They just want to blow their load as
quick as possible.” His movements are still slow, letting me regain my
composure. I'm getting a sex education class now. “It's very erotic to go to
the edge a couple times before actually going over. It makes the orgasm that
much stronger.”

Once my breathing and
heart rate return to a normal rhythm, he picks up the pace slightly. He reaches
up to my face and pulls a damp strand of hair off of my forehead, tucking it
behind my ear. Then he trails a finger around my jawline, down my neck, between
my breasts, then follows the curve under one of my breasts. He leans down and
kisses between them

I move up onto my
elbows and he lets go of one of my thighs, placing his hand at the back of my
neck, urging my mouth to his. Our tongues match the rhythm of his hips,
tangling together, becoming one. I lift both of my feet up and tuck them on the
crease of his ass and thighs, shoving him into me. He growls, a deep
animalistic growl. Holding him there, I relish in the feeling of him deep
inside of me. The feeling is so intoxicating…his scent, his tenderness, his
roughness, his beauty.

I release his lips. “Drew?”
I pause for a breather.

“Yes?”

“You feel absolutely
amazing. I don't know what I did to ever deserve this feeling, but I don't ever
want to lose it.”

“As long as I am
breathing, you will always have me. I won't ever let you lose this feeling.” He
kisses my cheek and picks up his pace some more. What his cock does to me is
absolutely phenomenal. Sensory overload. 

Gripping tightly, I
hold onto him while he takes me to another world. As he starts to stand up, I
cling on to his shoulders and go with him. My legs and arms are wrapped around
him and holding on for the ride of my life. He turns us around and pins my back
against the wall. The friction of the wall will hurt later, but it's worth it.

He gives one sinuous
thrust of pleasure after another. I don't want it to end, but I can feel the
tingle starting to build all over my body. “Oh, god, Drew! Harder!” His thrusts
get more intense and faster, bringing me to the edge.

He whispers into my
ear, “Now, Rebecca. Come for me.”

His words were my
undoing. “Oh, fuck!” I explode into a million pieces around him. Convulsing in
his arms and my muscles squeezing his, he finds his release just after and
joins me. We collapse onto the floor, breathing heavily, and sweat dripping. He
rolls me over to the side so we are both facing the ceiling, side-by-side.

I lay there with closed
eyes, trying to catch my breath. I hear Drew trying to catch his, as well. I
think that was the best orgasm of my entire life. I didn't expect to come so
hard or fast after just having an orgasm right before. My body feels alive, yet
drained. I reach out and grab hold of his hand. I just wanted to touch him. He
gives my hand a gentle squeeze.

“We should've done that
after our date,” he chuckles.

I half giggle in
return. “No. We shouldn't have done that now, but I'm glad we did,” I confess. “I
don't think I could've waited any longer. I guess I don't have as much
self-control as I thought. At least, not where you are concerned. That was
amazing.”

“That was nothing. I
took it easy on you this time,” he says with a smug look.

“Oh, really? Well, I
can't wait for round two. Or three. Or...” I trail off and turn to face him. I
place a soft kiss on his shoulder.

He smiles at me. “Ready
for more already? You're insatiable.” He chuckles. “But not yet. You need to
eat.”