My dark head loll as I nod, feeling the pleasure his fingers are doing to my clit.

“Yes, I want it,” I whisper, like I’ve been hypnotized.

I see his confident smile, and he kneels down in front of me. He gets rid of my panties and lifts me as though I don’t weigh any more than a piece of paper. My legs are hooked on his wide and strong shoulders. I look down at him and gasp when his mouth starts to explore my pussy while his hands support my bottom.

I cry in delight, as his tongue licks me down there. His hot tongue darts in and out of my entrance, parts my labia and rubs my clit. I make several curses under my breath as I groan. It’s really sweet torture to me. I can feel the tension building up inside my walls.

He continues to lap up and lave my ladybits. My moans become louder and louder as seconds pass by. With that ardent motion of his tongue against the small bundle of nerves down there, it’s driving me crazy and to the edge.

“Come now, Prosalie,” he coaxes, after less than a couple of minutes.

Yes! He can make me come in just a matter of few minutes. My body is like a dam that’s about to burst with all the sensation he’s given me. And for a moment or two, I think I see stars burst like in a supernova as my orgasm flows freely into his wet tongue and mouth. My thighs grip him tightly as my body trembles in ecstasy.

I pant as if I just ran a hundred miles.

He kisses and licks my pussy dry, which weakens my legs like jelly. After a few minutes, he shifts, letting me stand on my own again. But he bends down to kiss my mouth while his fingers tease my pussy. I can even taste myself in his mouth, and God! It is so sexy of him.

“I’ll make you come again in another minute,” he says as he kisses me deep and hot.

Even with only that thought, my body reacts. I begin to feel wet again. His fingers rub my clit in circles, never stopping. Oh! He really knows what he’s doing!

Just as he says, I have another wild orgasm. And another and another. The orgasms seem to drive me crazy, leaving me so weak.

My head rests against his shoulder as he gently holds me. My knees are still weak, and I feel them buckle underneath me. But he’s there to support my weight to not fall down and injure myself.

He slowly unties me and helps me with my clothing. We slowly walk toward the elevator, and we kiss the moment we stepped inside.

“My place or your place?” he asks in between wet and fiery kisses.

“You decide,” I say weakly.

“My place it is,” he says with a sexy grin.

When we arrived to his penthouse, he doesn’t waste his time. He undresses us both and makes me lie down into the long couch. He parts my tanned well-toned legs, and his huge manhood posits to enter me. It makes my heart beat so strongly inside my chest. I try not to panic because I want this. I want this to happen! It may only happen just for tonight, but I know I’ll not regret it. Because it’s him. It’s Antwan.

“Uh… Just so you know, I—”

“I know,” he whispers. “You’re still a virgin, Prosalie,” he guesses.

My eyes go round, and my jaw drops. “H-how did you know?”

“You were so tight when I touched you,” he says. “And all I can ever think of as I pleasure you tonight on the rooftop is that I want to be the first to break you.”

“Oh!” I say, heart fluttering.

He grins at me sexily. He kisses me again, passionately, making me whimper softly. My hips move in a primitive dance as the tip of his cock is guided to run up and down my pussy that gets me excited by the second.

I duel with his tongue, and I suddenly gasp when his big shaft begins to sink into my body. I curse under my breath, making him pause for a moment. I swallow hard, trying to endure the pain when he continues to drive inside of me.

Then he goes still when he is buried to the hilt. “Prosalie, baby?” he whispers and seems to be worried as he looks at me.

I try to swallow again and breathe. “I-I’m fine,” I answer. I give him a sweet smile despite the fact that I’m in a searing pain.

“Are you sure, baby?”

I nod and so he shifts his body weight to his elbows. With that, I also gently wrap my legs around his hips, cradling him. My hands touch his now sweaty face. It seems that he is straining himself to not hurt me. Seriously, it is so sweet and thoughtful of him.

Our eyes hold each other as he starts to move in and out of my body. I can feel his wide girth stretching me more and more.

“Ahh… so tight, baby!” he says.

We both groan—him, because of the pleasure, and me, because of the pain. However, I endure it until the pain subsides.

He keeps driving in and out as he kisses me again and again. It’s so delicious that my brain is focused on his mouth and tongue that gives pleasure to my own mouth. My arms cling onto him as though I don’t want to ever let him go. Our skin rubs against each other, damp and hot.

He continues his hard and long thrusts, which makes me cry with pleasure… until we both reach the peak of our desire. At that very moment, my mind is blown away while my body spasms.

He kisses my nose and forehead as we lie down side by side, facing each other. I smile as I bury my face into his muscled chest. I can feel the hard beating of his heart, which makes the butterflies flutter in my abdomen.