ZOLA'S P.O.V
He pushed my body against the pier dock, the water dripping between us, causing more friction than normal.
"You do realize that once I'm inside of you, nothing will ever be the same between us, right?" He asked me while he hovered above, genuine concern lingering in his eyes.
"Nothing will be the same either way."
"But that isn't an excuse to lose your virginity to me, Zo."
"I want this. Actually, I need this before everything changes."
He probably was thinking I meant everything that would change surrounding our friendship. Which wasn't completely wrong, everything would change there too. But I was referring to the fact that I was leaving after tonight, and I had no intentions of ever returning. Something I had yet to tell a soul. I only just decided before meeting him tonight that I was leaving. But before I did, I wanted nothing more than to be with the one I loved in every way possible. Which meant that it was time to allow myself to let loose. There was a die-hard whore trapped in my mind but I only allowed myself to live curiously through all the spicy romance books. The smuttier, the better. But now, it was time I let those imaginations run free and experience them for myself.
"How do you want it, peach?" When he asked the question, his voice came out husky and full of lust. Yet the question remained. How did I want it?
I had done research on what to expect when losing one's virginity but Google was so vague. Some bleed, some don't. Others say it was painful, while some said it was enjoyable from the start. The only way of truly knowing was to experience it myself.
"Can we just go slow?" I asked in a shy manner.
I wanted the whole experience with rough handling, but maybe not for the first time. Especially now that I see what he was working with. I was still questioning how his cock was going to fit inside of me. I'd once read a book where the female lead managed to accept two cocks at once. Don't ask me how, but apparently it's possible. So even if he was massive, my pussy should stretch to accept his girth. At least I hoped it would. The last thing I needed was for my vagina to rip from trying to take his full length.
"All we have is time. We can go as slow as you want, peach."
That's where he was wrong. It was roughly three in the morning now. Which meant that, technically speaking, we had only three, maybe three and a half hours until sunrise. Which was the time that the early birds of the pack woke up, and I planned to be long gone before then.
I managed to push those thoughts aside. Right now, I just want to live in the moment. And the view I had could last me a lifetime of memories.
My legs began to shake in response to his touch. He lightly brushed against my clit with his knuckle before the tip of his finger began to make circular motions in its place. My body was reacting in ways I couldn't explain. I'd masturbated before, but this was something far better. If I had known how amazing this would feel, I would've given into temptation a lot sooner. No wonder the girls always talked about how great sex was. I hadn't even received the D, and yet I could already understand the exciting thrill of it.
"Tell me what you want me to do to you."
His husky voice sent a chill all over me. The feeling of need and desire taking full control.
"Eat my pussy." I said in a demanding tone, not even giving it a second thought.
"As you wish, Ma."
I wasn't a mom, so why did that term turn me on like it did? I didn't have much time to think about it before the scruff of his beard tickled the inside of my thigh. I could feel my heart beating against my chest at a fast pace lub-dub beat. The feeling of anticipation about what was to come... only it didn't.
I was afraid to look, but I was determined to figure out what the hold up was. So I took a deep breath and lifted my head off the deck to see what was happening. That was when our eyes connected.
"When I eat your pussy, don't you dare close your eyes." His voice came out demanding, but not commanding. It was a different form of dominance that sent waves of excitement coursing through my body.
"I want you to watch everything that I do to you. If this is our only night together, then we both need to remember every single detail."
My breathing picked up, but something told me to be submissive in this situation. I didn't normally have a dominant personality, but I guess the whore in me did.
When I obeyed by not breaking eye contact, he smiled that crooked smile I loved so much before inching closer to my pussy.
I involuntarily jumped at the contact of his tongue touching my clit. I wasn't sure what I had thought to expect, but I promise this was better than even my imagination could conjure. My legs began to shake, making his head practically bounce back and forth. He moved his hand from between my thighs to hold one leg down, while he used the elbow of his other arm to hold the other in place. How the fuck was he this good?
No. Stop. Live in the moment.
I thought to myself.
"I want you." I blurted out shamefully.
"Which part?"
Another thrill of excitement coursed through my body. I was ready. I knew I was. Everything about this felt right. He was the one. He will always be the one.
The one that got away, an inner thought intruded.
No. Stop.
I thought to myself again. I didn't need to be in my mind right now.
"Was the finger too much? Do you want me to stop?" He asked with concern written on his face.
"What? No, please don't."
Did I just say part of my self-motivating booster chant out loud?
"You said no." He replied, confirming that I had.
"I was telling myself no."
"Were you also telling yourself to stop?"
"Sort of. I was telling myself to stop being in my head and live in the moment." I admitted.
"Well, then, I'll make everything we do tonight worth living in the moment for."
His head dipped back down, but his eyes never left mine. I watched as his tongue did unspeakable things to my pussy. It was dripping wet. Which wasn't saying terribly much considering we just got out of the water. But I could feel my body creating more slickness between my thighs. His face lifted, a twinkle shining bright in his eyes.
"If you were the last thing I ever ate, I'd be a happy man." His words were making me shiver with delight. "You taste even better than I ever could have imagined."
His words were making it to where I couldn't control myself. My body was in overdrive with need. I wanted him to be buried deep inside of me. I wanted to be fucked so hard that it made me see stars. Screw going slow, I want it and I want it now.
I laced my fingers in his hair, gently tugging him toward my face.
"Fuck me." I begged breathlessly.
"Once I know that your ready for me, I will fuck you till the sun comes up. Until then, relax your muscles and let me worship your body. I want to give you the pleasure you deserve while preparing that tight pussy of yours to take this dick." He answered with a dominating demeanor.
His lips crashed down against mine while his fingers rigorously pumped in and out of my pussy. He then added another finger, making a moan escape from my lips in the process. Tonight I was going to live every book-girl's dream. My innermost dirty thoughts will come to life, and I will ravish every second of them while I can.