We’re both impulsive right now.
I rear up above her, eyes catching on the red mark I left behind.
Her legs are splayed over my thighs. Pussy on full display. Pink and wet as her hands draw me closer.
“Bailey,” I grit out as she lines us up.
A pearl of pre-cum glistens at the tip of my cock. She fucking wipes it against herself, right through her wetness. Her eyes shut and her tits tilt up at that first contact.
“Bailey,” I say again, reaching forward to fist my base, pushing her hands away in the process. They end up on her tits, pinching, squeezing—that big diamond flashing at me like a warning light to slow the fuck down.
She’s mindless right now, for me.
And me? I’m mindless for her.
But she’s depending on me. Depending on me to take care of her. To not be too impulsive.
“Beau.” Her eyes flip open, searing me with the heat dancing in their depths. “I want it.”
“I know, baby. But we’re not rushing this.”
I swipe myself through her folds again, because I am a glutton for punishment. “I want to make it so good for you, Bailey.”
She squirms and moans. “It already is.”
“Not yet.” I barely rasp the words out, seeing the head of my cock come away all wet with her.
She whines, actually whines, and spreads her legs further. “When?”
Fist around my dick, I press it against her pussy again. “When I say so, Bailey. Didn’t I tell you this pussy is mine now?”
She moans in response.
And god, I’m so fucking weak. My hips defy me. They edge forward, and one inch of my cock disappears inside her.
We both freeze.
“Fuck.” I groan, feeling her pulse around me.
Her head rocks slowly from side to side on the pillow as she chants my name.
I’m standing at the edge of a cliff. One half of me says jump. The other says maybe grab a parachute first.
I pull out and press that same inch back in, watching her spread for me.
God. It would be so easy to just—
No. I don’t want to be careless with her. It’s not just her body. Her first time. It’s her heart.
It’s my heart. It’s my hang-up on faking it. It’s my control in question.
Which is why I pull out and reach for the toy that’s lying forgotten on the mattress beside us.
I replace myself with it and watch her writhe.
“Fuck!” she cries out as I work it into her.
It’s not as large as I am, but she still shakes when I push it all the way in.
My fist is painfully tight around my girth, like I can somehow cut the blood flow off and keep myself together by squeezing tighter.
“Bailey, baby, use your hands. Show me what you do.”
Eyes on me, she trails her hands down her torso until she’s holding the silicon base.
She presses somewhere, and the thing hums and vibrates. Wetness leaks out from where her body grips the skin-toned toy as she cries out instantly.
“You like that?”
She nods in response, and I use my free hand to graze a finger over her lips, stretched tight around the vibrator.
“You look so fucking pretty like this.” I wrap my hand around my cock and pump once, and she moves in time with me, easing the toy out and back in.
It’s the worst tease in the world, watching her fuck herself and wishing it were me. My body aches with it. Low on my back. Behind my hip bones.
“What do you think about while you do it?”
“You.” Fuck. She doesn’t even hesitate. Lips parted, both hands working between her legs.
I swipe a thumb over her clit. Her legs shake, and she moves the toy in a more even tempo.
“You pretending I’m fucking you right now, Bailey?” I can’t look away. We’re a jumble of limbs and wetness.
“Yes,” she whispers and licks her lips.
I keep at her clit, palm sliding over my dick as I imagine what it will be like to fuck her how I want to. Rough and messy. Claiming her.
“I don’t know, Bailey. I’m bigger than that toy. You think this tight little cunt can take me?”
She gasps as she shoves the toy in harder. “Yes, Beau. Fuck. Give it to me.”
“Give what to you?” Our words are choppy. Breathless. So is every movement. Every muscle and tendon strung up tight. Everything about this moment is ready to snap and crumble down around us.
“Your c-cock,” she stutters slightly, doing her best to keep up.
I don’t miss the deep blush on her cheeks. Listening to her say things she probably never has makes me harder. I’m the lucky fucker who gets to hear her try them all out.