“Uh-huh,” I squeak in the form of an answer.

What was I saying about not being able to come again? If he just keeps up the dirty talk I’ll come from that alone.

He’s more aggressive with his tongue now, exploring every last bit of me as his fingers begin thrusting faster and harder. Arching my back, I yell out as he starts rubbing that perfect spot inside of me.

“Oh God, Exton! Right there, right there, right there! Fuck!”

I come apart with a hoarse cry as my pussy clenches and unclenches against his fingers. I moan when he removes his fingers, my body still reeling with aftershocks. The sound of a foil wrapper tearing brings me back from my cloud and I sit up fast to see.

When I see his cock at attention in front of me, I lose my breath. Jesus, he’s hard, huge and glorious. Licking my lips, I stare at the head with fascination. I’ve never given a blowjob before but right now the only thing going through my head is my inner voice screaming I want that over and over. When my hand reaches out and grips his shaft, he and I both gasp at the same time.

It’s hot in my hand, and the choked groan that Exton lets out emboldens me. Leaning forward I stick out my tongue and circle the tip, letting out a moan of pleasure as his flavor spreads across my tongue. I never imagined myself caring about a man’s dick being near my mouth, but right now I want to make a meal of Exton Alexander’s perfect cock.

Opening my mouth, I suck the head in, wetting it with plenty of my saliva for lubrication. I tread carefully because I’ve never done this before, but now I want as much of his cock in my mouth as possible. He lets me explore, encouraging me with his sexy but ridiculously filthy words.

“Fuck baby, you look so fucking good with my cock in your mouth.”

And then, “Yeah, such a good little cocksucker. Just like that, Beautiful.”

The more he reacts, the more confident I feel. I open my mouth wide as I suck and work on his shaft, desperate to get him as deep in my mouth as possible. When I finally get his tip to hit the back of my throat I let out an involuntary gurgling noise and immediately pull off in embarrassment.

“Oh fuck, Arden,” he growls. “That fucking noise. I almost just came down your perfect throat.”

Looking up at him in surprise I ask, “Really?”

“Yes,” he says firmly. “I loved that fucking sound and I plan to enjoy it over and over again.”

Now I feel like a million bucks, so I lean in to take him back into my mouth. Setting his hands on my shoulders, Exton keeps me from moving.

“It’s time to get off your knees and get up onto the bed. As badly as I want you sucking my dick, I need to be in your pussy more. I need to fuck you.”

Even at a moment like this, he’s still a gentleman. Helping me up onto the bed, he gets me situated before he grabs the condom wrapper he already started to open and pulls it out. I watch, fascinated, as he sheaths himself. Seeing it like this I almost can’t believe I just had that thing in my mouth—he’s huge. For the first time, I have feelings of panic as I wonder if he’ll fit inside of me without pain.

Climbing onto the bed, he settles on top of me, his cock resting against my soaked mound. Rubbing back and forth, he murmurs something I don’t quite catch before covering my mouth with his and kissing me. My arms wrap around him and hold on tight as he thrusts against me and kisses me deeply, our tongues locked in a sexual duel that I know is going to end with amazing orgasms for us both.

Lifting his head, he stares down at me with the sexiest look I’ve ever seen. “Now,” he says, “I’m going to fuck you until you scream for me. Spread wide, baby. I’m going deep.”

When I feel him position himself at my entrance, all of my breath leaves me in a whoosh. Holding himself up with one arm, he uses the other to rub my clit as he slowly begins sliding inside of me, one incredible inch at a time.

I struggle to remember to breathe as my pussy adjusts to his girth and lets him in. I’m so full of him that I swear I can feel him in every cell of my body.

“So fucking tight,” he moans brokenly. “You’re everything, Arden. You’re so fucking perfect, so fucking mine.”

I let out a yell of wonder when I feel him sink all the way in, and my thighs clamp tightly at his sides as he tries to pull back. “No,” I whimper. “Stay inside of me. Just like this—always like this.”

Setting his forehead against mine he rasps, “Open your eyes. I need to see you.”

As soon as I do, I find myself lost in the cognac colored ecstasy of his gaze.

“That’s right, eyes on me. I fucking love when you look at me.”

I tighten around him as my pussy responds to his words and the heat of his gaze.

“I need to move now, Beautiful. Let me love you.”

Nodding my head in understanding, I let out a sharp sound of wonder as he pulls out halfway and then thrusts back in. My body surprises me by naturally knowing what to do even though I have no real experience. I meet him thrust for thrust as he powers into me, his cock hitting me just right on every forward stroke.

When he picks up speed and hits me deeper, I scream out his name.

“Yes,” he growls. “Fuck yes. Scream for me, Arden. Yell my fucking name!”

The harder he fucks me, the louder I yell. His balls slap against my ass over and over again as the mattress groans beneath us. Kissing me deep and hard, he starts thrusting faster and really pounding against me. I’m aware that I’m scratching his back, but I don’t care because I can’t stop.

When he pinches my clit between his fingers, I break the kiss and come with a scream. I’m still coming as he flips me over and maneuvers me onto my knees before slamming back inside of me. I call his name again and again as he fucks into me.

“Your tight cunt feels so good,” he says breathlessly from behind me.

Grabbing the iron bars of my bed, I push back to meet him thrust for thrust. If he wanted to stake his claim on me, he’s done it because in this moment I understand that I’ll never be the same.

Reaching around, he slides his hand between my legs and begins rubbing circles on my clit. “Come on my dick, Arden. Show me how much you love letting me in so deep.”

“Exton,” I cry. “Fuck me!”

“Always, beautiful. Always.”

As my orgasm breaks over me, I arch my back and silently scream as my entire body shakes. He keeps right on going, pulling every last possible bit of my orgasm out. By the time it’s done, I’m dripping with sweat and completely overwhelmed.

Pulling out of me he says, “Turn over.”

As soon as I do and he has me where he wants me, he rips the condom off and starts jerking his cock. “You’re fucking incredible,” he pants as he strokes hard and fast. “Never felt like this, never knew—”

When I lift my head and touch the head of his cock with my finger, he lets out an animalistic sound of pleasure and starts coming hotly against my stomach. “Fuck, Arden, fuck! Yes, fuck . . . yes.”

I never would’ve thought that watching a man come on me would be sexy. Not only is it sexy, it’s intimate. He was right, I feel marked.

Dropping onto the bed beside me, he kisses me gently as he rubs his come around on my skin.

Breaking the kiss, he adjusts us so that he’s holding me in his arms. Looking down into my eyes, he smiles.

“I love you wearing me,” he says possessively.

I’m so orgasm dumb that I can’t even respond with a coherent sentence. Instead I chuckle softly and curl into him. Within seconds I feel my eyes drifting shut and I enjoy my last few seconds of being awake as his fingers trail over my skin.

LETTING MYSELF INTO EXTON’S house, I let out a sigh of pleasure as I kick my shoes off and carry my overnight bag up to the bedroom to change into some casual clothes. It took about a week after we made love for the first time for him to talk me into spending time at his house. I was uncomfortable at first, but now I’m okay. As the weeks go by we get closer and more of my walls start to come down. I’m still scared—not terrified anymore, but there is still fear that something bad could happen—but I’m getting used to being his girlfriend.