Page 37 of The Gambler

“Give me your tongue baby.” She peeked it out teasingly, before he caught it with a growl, and sucked it into his mouth. While she was distracted by his kiss, he took his cock in hand and led it as gently as he could into her.

He closed his eyes when he felt her virginity, a mixture of love, lust and trepidation coursing through him. He wish he could spare her this pain, still he reveled in it, in the knowledge that no one else ever had and after this day, never will, know her.

He pushed her tongue out of his mouth and fed her his as he pushed through with one hard stab of his cock. She screamed into his mouth and his heart hurt for a minute at the sound. “Shh, it’s okay now baby.”

“Angel hurt.” There were tears in her eyes and he felt like a complete monster. He was going to stop but he knew if he did, they’d never get here again, that she’d always be afraid. He eased out of her body and used the edge of the sheet to clean away the little droplets of blood that had left her body when he breeched her.

Still using soothing noises he once again licked into her pussy, this time there was no barrier and his tongue had free rein. He ate her until she was at fever pitch again, before climbing up her body once more and sliding into her.

Thank fuck. There was no pain this time, no cry of hurt. His heart finally slowed to a gallop as he stroked into her nice and easy, letting her get used to his length.

He still had a few inches to go, but she was so tight, so small, he didn’t want to risk damaging her. Already his cock head was at her cervix, he could feel the rubbery softness of it against him and it drove him mad. He wanted in there, but not yet.

He stroked back and forth into her, opening her up more and more with each thrust. When her legs came up around his hips, and her kisses grew hotter and more demanding, he knew she was enjoying what he did to her.

He tried to go easy, to take it slow, but there were too many things at play here. Beneath him at this very moment was the woman who was meant for him. She was beautiful, she was sweet, she was perfect, and her body sung to him.

The little sounds she made went right through him, and when he pulled his head back and looked down at her, the look of wonder on her face was all the guarantee he needed.

He sped up his thrusts, fucking like a maniac, he couldn’t help it; all his famous control had flown out the window.

He lifted her leg and held it over his arm as he bore deeper into her depths. No longer worried about hurting her, scaring her, he let it all go as he pounded out his love and lust inside her.

“Cum with me baby.” To ensure that she did, he went after her spot, searching with his cockhead until he felt that rough patch of flesh hidden inside.

She almost bit off his fucking tongue, and if he’d thought the sounds she made before were sexy, there were no words for the way she screamed now as she flooded his cock.

He left his body for a minute as he emptied inside her. The throbbing pulsations of her body drawing every last drop of his cum out of him.

He started kissing her all over, her neck, her face, her lips, her hair, as she giggled and writhed with his cock still buried inside her. “You my sweet Jenna are the most beautiful, amazing, spectacular creature in the world.” He punctuated each compliment with a kiss.

Resting on his outstretched arms, he towered over her as they both caught their breath. He could stay just like this all day, hard inside her warmth. She smiled up at him and his world was so fucking complete. He forgot all about the night and its new revelations. “Angel, good?”

“You were better than good baby.” He gave her one last thrust with his softening dick for emphasis. He didn’t pull out, couldn’t, he didn’t want to leave the comfort of her body.

Instead, he laid on his back, pulling her over him, with her head on his chest. He was tired and he was sure she had to be too. So kissing her hair, he pulled the covers up and over them, before wrapping her safely in his arms.

“Angel chocolate.

Well fuck; if she asked for chocolate every time they fucked he’d have to buy shares in the place.

Chapter22

He should’ve known. After her reaction to the kiss, he should’ve expected that she would take to lovemaking with pretty much the same enthusiasm. Now he’s ass tired and she’s chattering away like a magpie, and flopping around on the bed like a two year old hopped up on candy.

Then again, that could be part of the problem. After each round she asked for her chocolate, he wasn’t sure what to do about that, but it seemed to make her happy. He had to keep reminding himself that the idiot downstairs had taught her to expect chocolate for a job well done. If that was the case they didn’t make any good enough. She was fucking fantastic.

She also had a new fascination with his body. She wanted to know everything and what it was for, especially his dick. She couldn’t seem to stop touching, fondling or licking it, and each time she did, as tired as he was, the shit would stand up tall. He finally taught her how to ride him and that might not have been such a good idea.

Now she knows she doesn’t need him to do all the work, she’s taken to taking matters into her own hands. He should’ve been downstairs an hour ago, but she was holding him hostage. He guessed all the praise he heaped on her had gone to her head. She’d found something else that she was a master at. He was beginning to wonder if there was anything she wasn’t exceptional at doing.

“Angel.” She gave him that cute smile that she’d learned in the last couple hours. He knew what that shit meant.

“Okay baby one more, but then we have to get up okay?”

She nodded her head but he didn’t believe her for shit. She’d nodded her head yes twice before, with no results. Each time she conned him by curling her soft warm body around him like a kitten, and he ended up kissing her or some shit, until the whole cycle started all over again.

He was sure she had to be sore by now, he’d held a cold cloth against her like half an hour ago to ease the sting, this after giving her a bath an hour before that. He threw her playfully to her back and leaned over her, taking in the sexy glazed look in her eyes, the flush to her skin and the wild mass of hair across the pillow.