that’s how you want it.” He sounded a little sad for reasons she couldn’t define or explain. Maybe it was just her imagination. “I’ll leave mine on too,” he said, going back to work on her skirt.
“All right.” She felt both relieved and disappointed. But it was important to preserve her anonymity, wasn’t it? After all, it wasn’t like she would ever see him again after tonight.
Her worried thoughts were swept out of her head as Mark finished undressing her down to the last boot. She was completely nude except for the mask she still wore and then he started pulling off his own clothes.
His body was magnificent, the broad chest and shoulders tapering to narrow hips and long, muscular legs dusted with the same coarse black hair that grew on his chest. But it was his cock that caught and held Chloe’s attention. Her earlier assessment of his size and length while she had been frisking him turned out to be right on the money. He was big —maybe too big. She felt her eyes widening and her breath coming short. God, he would tear her apart with that monster!
Mark’s gaze followed hers to the thick shaft nodding between his legs and he seemed to understand her fear. “Hey, sweetheart,” he whispered softly, stroking her cheek. “It’s all right. I’ll make sure you’re wet enough to take me and we’ll go nice and slow. I promised not to hurt you, didn’t I?”
Slowly, Chloe nodded. “It’s just…” Her voice felt lodged in her throat. “It’s just that I haven’t been with that many guys and you’re really… It’s just a little scary,” she finished softly.
“You don’t ever have to be scared of me.” His deep voice was caught somewhere between sorrow and tenderness. “I’ll never, ever hurt you. Here.” He produced a condom from somewhere and tore open the small foil wrapper. “Why don’t you help me with this?”
Shakily, Chloe rose from her supine position and took the condom he was offering in one hand. Then, hesitantly, she reached for him.
“It’s all right—go ahead,” Mark urged gently. “Let me feel your hands on me.”
Feeling as if her heart was beating in her mouth, Chloe did as he said. His shaft was warm and satiny smooth in her hand. It seemed to pulse in time to his heartbeat as she caressed its length with growing courage. She reached lower and cupped the tight, lightly furred pouch that hung below his cock, learning him with her fingertips as he knelt above her.
“Oh God…” His low, appreciative groan startled her and Chloe realized she had been stroking him for more than a minute when she was supposed to be putting on the condom.
“Sorry,” she whispered, beginning to fumble with the small latex coin. “I just…”
“No, don’t apologize.” He stroked her hair gently. “Your hands are so small and soft—feels wonderful. But I need to be inside you, now.”
“All right.” Chloe finished with the condom and lay back on the bed. Her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was trying to batter its way right through her ribs. Every beat seemed to shake her entire body. She tried to keep her thighs from trembling as she spread her legs for him, wondering what it would feel like to have that thick shaft inside her.
But instead of shoving into her at once, Mark began to kiss her again. He trailed warm kisses along her neck and down between her breasts to her sensitive nipples once more. His hot, wet tongue glided over the quivering plane of her belly and dipped into the rounded cup of her navel before reaching her sex once more.
“Spread a little wider for me, sweetheart,” he whispered, his warm breath puffing against her inner thighs. His large, warm hands caressed her legs as he spoke. “I want to taste that sweet pussy one more time and make sure you’re ready for me.”
The hot, erotic words undid her and Chloe felt her thighs relaxing once more under his touch. His mouth was softer this time, more gentle and less demanding, as
“All right.” She felt both relieved and disappointed. But it was important to preserve her anonymity, wasn’t it? After all, it wasn’t like she would ever see him again after tonight.
Her worried thoughts were swept out of her head as Mark finished undressing her down to the last boot. She was completely nude except for the mask she still wore and then he started pulling off his own clothes.
His body was magnificent, the broad chest and shoulders tapering to narrow hips and long, muscular legs dusted with the same coarse black hair that grew on his chest. But it was his cock that caught and held Chloe’s attention. Her earlier assessment of his size and length while she had been frisking him turned out to be right on the money. He was big —maybe too big. She felt her eyes widening and her breath coming short. God, he would tear her apart with that monster!
Mark’s gaze followed hers to the thick shaft nodding between his legs and he seemed to understand her fear. “Hey, sweetheart,” he whispered softly, stroking her cheek. “It’s all right. I’ll make sure you’re wet enough to take me and we’ll go nice and slow. I promised not to hurt you, didn’t I?”
Slowly, Chloe nodded. “It’s just…” Her voice felt lodged in her throat. “It’s just that I haven’t been with that many guys and you’re really… It’s just a little scary,” she finished softly.
“You don’t ever have to be scared of me.” His deep voice was caught somewhere between sorrow and tenderness. “I’ll never, ever hurt you. Here.” He produced a condom from somewhere and tore open the small foil wrapper. “Why don’t you help me with this?”
Shakily, Chloe rose from her supine position and took the condom he was offering in one hand. Then, hesitantly, she reached for him.
“It’s all right—go ahead,” Mark urged gently. “Let me feel your hands on me.”
Feeling as if her heart was beating in her mouth, Chloe did as he said. His shaft was warm and satiny smooth in her hand. It seemed to pulse in time to his heartbeat as she caressed its length with growing courage. She reached lower and cupped the tight, lightly furred pouch that hung below his cock, learning him with her fingertips as he knelt above her.
“Oh God…” His low, appreciative groan startled her and Chloe realized she had been stroking him for more than a minute when she was supposed to be putting on the condom.
“Sorry,” she whispered, beginning to fumble with the small latex coin. “I just…”
“No, don’t apologize.” He stroked her hair gently. “Your hands are so small and soft—feels wonderful. But I need to be inside you, now.”
“All right.” Chloe finished with the condom and lay back on the bed. Her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was trying to batter its way right through her ribs. Every beat seemed to shake her entire body. She tried to keep her thighs from trembling as she spread her legs for him, wondering what it would feel like to have that thick shaft inside her.
But instead of shoving into her at once, Mark began to kiss her again. He trailed warm kisses along her neck and down between her breasts to her sensitive nipples once more. His hot, wet tongue glided over the quivering plane of her belly and dipped into the rounded cup of her navel before reaching her sex once more.
“Spread a little wider for me, sweetheart,” he whispered, his warm breath puffing against her inner thighs. His large, warm hands caressed her legs as he spoke. “I want to taste that sweet pussy one more time and make sure you’re ready for me.”
The hot, erotic words undid her and Chloe felt her thighs relaxing once more under his touch. His mouth was softer this time, more gentle and less demanding, as
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