Rural Romance by Alexa Riley
Chapter Five
Chapter 5 Wess
I’m bare-chested as she reaches for my jeans, and when she undoes the top button, my cock forces its way out.
“No underwear?” She arches an eyebrow, but there’s a dirty smirk on her lips.
“I don’t like the way they feel.” I hold her chin in my hand and look down at her. “You might as well stop wearing them too.”
“And why is that?” Her cheeks flush, and she licks her lips.
“Pussy that good can’t be walking around and not getting eaten.” I lean down and brush my lips against hers. “And I plan on having it for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.”
When I kiss her, I can still taste her pussy, and it’s fuel to the fire. She grips my cock, and I groan as her tongue slides against mine. I’m going to explode and don’t want it to be in her hands.
“Enough,” I demand, and I feel her smile against my mouth.
“Afraid to be unmanned?” She kisses me again, and I shake my head.
“You can do that by just looking at me.” I push my jeans down and then kick them off as I grab her wrists. “But I want the first time to be inside you.” Her mouth falls open a little as I hook my arm under her knee and spread her wide. “You okay with it raw?” I look down at her wet pussy, and my cock drips a bead of cum onto it.
“Yes.” She grabs my waist and positions me at her entrance. Then we lock eyes as I slowly sink into her. “Oh my god.”
Her eyes close, and she pushes her chin up as I slide more and more of my cock into her. It’s long and hard, but she stretches to take my thick length for a perfect fit. I look down at where we’re joined and see her clench around me. The sight of her pussy stuffed full is almost enough to make me cum. I’ve never had sex without a condom, but with Shelly this is right. This is the way we were meant to be. The only thing between us is the invisible rope that ties my heart to hers.
Leaning over her body, I want as much of my skin to touch her as possible. Her nails dig into my waist as she holds me steady, and she adjusts.
“Shit, you’re big,” she whispers as she circles her hips.
“Fuck, don’t do that,” I choke, and she grins.
“This?” And the little devil does it again.
“You’re going to end this before I’ve even gotten a chance to start.” I reach between us and rub the pad of my thumb over her clit. She hisses, and now it’s my turn to grin. “That’s my girl.”
Her pussy squeezes me tight as I pull out and slowly sink back in. I take my time rocking back and forth until she’s stretched enough that I won’t hurt her. Once she’s relaxed and her pussy is nice and soft, I go harder and faster.
“Goddamn, that pussy is tight,” I grit as I plunge deep. “Fucking perfect.” Every time I give her praise she clenches, so I keep doing it. “Look at you taking every inch of me. Damn, woman, you were made to ride my cock.”
“More, Westley.” She pulls her knees up to her chest so I can go deeper.
“That’s it, baby. I’m going to make this pussy mine.”
“Yours,” she agrees as her climax gets closer to the edge.
“I’m not letting you go,” I say, and her eyes widen. “I mean it, Shelly. Not after this.”
I adjust the angle of my hips and rub her clit with every stroke. She closes her eyes tight as her mouth opens and then she cries out. She screams my name as she cums, and I feel every single pulse of her pussy around my cock. It’s Morse code straight to my dick, and the message is to follow her into paradise.
When I cum, it’s like a rocket, and it takes my breath away. I see black spots dotting the corner of my vision and I can hardly keep myself from collapsing on top of her. I’ve had orgasms before, but this is nothing like that. This is my soul leaving my body and going into hers. I’ve transcended to another world where the only thing that exists is the two of us.
Try as I might, my arms give out, and I fall on top of her like a heap of rocks. Instead of her trying to push me away, her arms and legs wrap around me like she can’t get close enough.
When I hear her sniff, I lean up, worried I’ve hurt her. But she’s smiling at me as the tears roll back from her eyes and into her hair. I wipe them away and nod because I understand it. I can see everything I need to in her eyes, and it’s a direct line to my heart.
“Me too,” I say softly, because it’s all I can manage to get out. “Me too.”
She pulls me down, and I kiss her soft lips as I begin to move inside her once again.
This is the first time I’ve made love, and I plan on doing it to Shelly for the rest of my life.
