Hot-Bites, Volume Two by Jenika Snow
Chapter Sixteen
Cooper
Ican’t wait any longer. I’ve made sure she’s ready. I know, no matter what I do, it will hurt her when I take her virginity, but I’ve done everything I can to make sure it’s as easy as possible. She has no idea the restraint it took to do that. All I really want to do is fall on her and bury my cock so deep inside of her that she could taste me for days. I never thought of myself as a family man before, but I know putting my baby inside of Jo is what I was born for.
I never thought much about destiny or soulmates, but if that stuff is real, then I know Jo is mine. I knew from the first moment I walked into the office at the gym and saw her standing there she was different.
She was special.
And now, she’s about to be mine.
I can’t believe I’m the lucky bastard that she’s giving herself to. It’s a gift that I’ll never take for granted.
I position myself over her body, pulling her legs so they rest on my hips.
“There’s no going back, Jo,” I tell her, needlessly.
“I don’t want to,” she replies. “I want to belong to you.”
“Keep your eyes on me, Jo. Don’t look away,” I order. I want to watch her every minute I’m inside of her. I want to see every thought, emotion, feeling that moves over her face as I claim her. This is a moment I don’t want either of us to ever forget.
She bites down on her lip, reaches up to slide her fingers against the scruff on my face, her gaze soft.
“I won’t look away, Cooper. I’m right here with you. I don’t want to be anywhere else.”
I position my cock against her slit, sliding it up and down her wet depths so that my shaft is covered in her juices. The lips of her pussy cling to my cock, sucking at my hard length, trying to take it inside of her. The feeling is unexplainable.
“This will hurt,” I grumble, my voice thick with emotion.
“Only for a minute,” she responds and I pray she’s right. I don’t want to hurt her, not even for a second.
“You belong to me now, Jo,” I tell her as I push just the tip of my cock against her entrance.
“I know,” she answers, surprising me. “And now you’ll belong to me, too,” she adds and as she says that, she wraps her legs around my hips and thrusts up, impaling herself with my cock.
“Fuck,” I hiss as my dick breaks through the thin barrier of her virginity and slides into her tight tunnel. She cries out my name, her eyes wide, her gaze locked on mine. “Baby,” I whisper, doing my best to hold still, letting her body get adjusted to me.
I curl my hand against her nape, holding her tenderly. My heart feels as if it’s turning somersaults in my chest as a feeling so intense grips me, I know I’ll never be the same.
“Oh,” she gasps, licking her lips.
“Are you okay, sweetheart?”
“I’m better than okay,” she says with a shy smile. I kiss her gently, needing the touch, the taste of her mouth. I need to solidify our connection on every level.
“You feel so good,” I groan.
“I think you’re supposed to move,” she says against my lips.
“I didn’t want to hurt you,” I say and as significant as this moment is, I find myself smiling, close to laughter.
She moves under me, shifting her body slightly, causing me to sink even deeper into her, my shaft moving fluidly against the side of her honeyed walls—giving me a taste of heaven with a little bit of hell. I need to fuck her hard, but I want to give her time.
“I’m not feeling pain, Cooper. I need more,” she pleads.
Tentatively at first, I withdraw from her body. Her pussy sucks my shaft, the sound exquisite to my ears. When I’ve almost withdrawn, I plunge back inside, going deeper, thrusting harder.
“Jesus,” I groan, never having experienced pleasure this intense before.
“Take me, Cooper. Take me,” she urges, her nails biting into my back, scraping into the skin as I fuck her hard and slow, memorizing every second with her.
“I am, baby. I’m taking every fucking inch of this pussy, carving my cock in it, tunneling in it so that it’s shaped to accept my dick and only mine.”
“Yes!” she gasps. I lean down to suck her nipple into my mouth, biting down on the hard, little nub, pulling and teasing on it. Jo’s body jerks and trembles beneath me, her pussy impossibly wet. Her walls flutter against my cock. She’s so close to coming, I can tell, and I’m not far behind her.
“This is my pussy now, Jo. All mine,” I growl, fucking her harder, pushing in and out of her tight little cunt. “I own it now.”
“Cooper, more…” she begs, her head falling back against the mattress.
“Look at me, Jo.”
“I… I… I’m going to come, Cooper.”
“Only when you’re looking at me, Jo. I want to see your face when you come, baby. I want to see your face when I plant my baby inside of you.”
She drags her gaze back to me, her eyes hazy in appearance, filled with desire. I take my fingers and reach down between us, rubbing her hard clit as I fuck her.
“Who does this pussy belong to, Jo?”
“You, Cooper,” she says, her body tilting up to meet my thrusts as we move together.
“That’s right, baby, and you’re going to give it to me any time I want it, aren’t you, Jo? You’re going to offer up this little pussy and beg me to fuck you any fucking time I need you.”
“Yes. God, yes.”
“That’s my girl…” I groan, pinching her clit, and then thrusting deeply inside of her.
“I’m coming,” she cries out and I watch her face as her orgasm takes over.
“That’s it, baby, keep your eyes on me, watch me as I fill you up with my cum,” I demand, fucking her harder and harder.
I can feel her orgasm move through her, the climax so intense that it triggers my own. I groan out her name as jet after jet of cum pours from me, painting her womb with my seed.
“Give me your baby, Cooper,” Jo cries, pulling my hair, demanding I kiss her.
Damn, those words do something to me, have this primal instinct rising up. I want to plant my seed in her, make her take it all, have it take root. I want to knock her up, to get her big and swollen with my baby.
Our lips collide roughly, teeth clashing as our tongues fight and mate with one another, just like our bodies.
As I ride out the storm we’ve created I have to admit, I may have told Jo that I own her body now, but the simple truth is just the opposite.
She owns me.