Taste Of Love: Loving Jenna #1 (4 page)

“My
sexy pleasure kitten,” he teased, looking up at her with eyes now dark with
heated desire. He finished undressing her, and now that she lay naked on the
bed with him, she felt a little twinge of embarrassment since he was still
fully dressed. She licked on her lips as she gazed at him and she wished she
could touch him, feel his hard body beneath her hands. But she was too shy to
tell him to take his clothes off.

He
seemed to notice her hesitation, and guessed correctly that she was starting to
feel a twinge of doubt.

“Relax,”
he said softly, running a gently hand through her hair. “Let me take care of
you. Don’t even think about me.”

How
could he say that, Jenna thought with an inward moan? He was all she was
thinking about right then, what with him lowering his head to her belly to lap
at her navel when his hands drew her thighs far apart. All her senses were
trained on him and there was no way anything else could draw her attention.

Feeling
his mouth on her sex again was an incredible, stomach-melting delight. At first
she blushed to think he’d find her flooded down there; she’d practically
drenched herself in her own juices thanks to his slow, steady attentions.

But he
seemed to love every drop he lapped up from her secret spring.

“Tell
me how this makes you feel,” he said thickly, as his tongue raked across her
slit. He swept over her soft folds and made them swell and pulse beneath his
tongue. Jenna sighed and gasped at the same time, fighting for enough breath to
speak.

“Makes
me feel hot,” she confessed on a moan, and somehow her fingers found themselves
buried in his dark wavy hair. “Makes me feel ready to shatter to pieces. Oh
Morgan…”

“How
about this?” he asked, spreading her folds aside with his
finger
tips
and dipping his tongue deep into her crevice.

“
Oh
my
…,”
was all she could let out in
reply as she felt that hot, moist tongue slide in and out of her. As impossible
as it seemed, she felt herself begin to grow even wetter than ever till she
thought she’d pool on the sheets.

“Let
go, darling. Give it all up for me,” Morgan said huskily, before latching onto
her virgin clit and sucking hard. Jenna screamed, her fingers tightening in his
hair till she was afraid she’d pull some out of their roots. But he didn’t seem
to care, groaning with pleasure at her savage gesture.

The
spiral tightened where it lay in waiting deep within the bowl of her womb;
sensations never before imagined came to life inside her and she just never
wanted it to end. Stroking upon just the surface of her cunt with his
fingertips, Morgan worked her up till she was just one sopping, moaning mass of
shivers. That was when he delved deep, deep into her opening, twisting his
fingers and then wriggling them inside her till lights started to come off
behind her eyelids. At the same time, he attacked her clit with his tongue,
making the tiny fleshy nub swell up with blood till even her cunt lips became
puffy. Her cries of bliss filled the room till she thought she’d go hoarse from
the effort. But then he suddenly hooked his fingers inside her cunt, locating a
spot she’d never believed existed and making her half-coil off the bed with the
loudest scream of all.

He
didn’t stop licking her clit and the top of her sex even when she started
climaxing. She was coming so hard she almost bucked his face off her; till her
legs closed around his head unconsciously, fucking her pussy into his face
until her orgasm subsided.

She
heard him chuckle softly when she lay there with her face turned to the side,
her cheeks flush with shame at the sense that she’d totally lost it back there.
She’d acted like a fiend! But he wasn’t laughing at her; he was simply amused
that she’d think it was wrong to be so responsive in bed. He told her how sexy
it was to watch her come like that; he pulled her hand down to his crotch so she
could feel how painfully hard he was from going down on her and then getting
her to cum all over his face.

Finally
allowing herself to face him again, she saw him straighten and begin to take
off his clothes while she tried to make sure her world had stopped spinning.
Jenna knew she’d never forget her first orgasm, and couldn’t help staring with
awe at Morgan as he shed every scrap of clothing till he was gloriously naked.

Once
again Jenna found herself too shy to tell him what she was thinking; how she found
his body to be too beautiful for words. Yes, he was beautiful
;
all hard muscle and sinewy flesh. His chest was broad and hairless as the rest
of him, with just a dark thatch of curls at the base of his spectacular cock.
She felt her throat convulse as she saw the rigid staff with its thick,
helmet-shaped tip. It was powerfully veined and purple with arousal.

From
somewhere deep inside, she found the courage to finally say, “I want to suck
you, too. I want to put my mouth on you.”

“I want
that too,” Morgan groaned, coming to kneel by her
head which
was propped up on the pillows. His tip was just a breath away from her lips and
she hungrily parted wide over the broad cap. She sucked him in and her mouth
sealed tightly around the head of his magnificent shaft.

“Fuck
yes,” he gritted out, cupping her head and gathering her tousled hair up with his
fingers. “Take it slow, baby. Just do what feels natural.”

Hypnotized
by his guiding words, she grasped the base of his dick in both hands. It
marveled her how soft and yet how taut the skin was, like it was stretched
tight over a drum. She let her fingers dance along the stem, tracing the
pulsing veins and teasing him with her feather-like touch till he groaned.
Instinctively, she started to jerk him off, barely getting one hand to go round
his impressive girth. With her other hand, she stroked his firm balls, loving
the feel of him in her hands. She used her thumb to caress the slick tip of his
cock, before raising her thumb to her mouth and sucking hard on it, moaning
with her eyes closed.

His
precum
tasted so good on her tongue that Jenna just knew
she had to have more. Moments later, she bent low and closed her mouth down
over the thick crown. As much as she could, she took his length inside her
lips, moving her head around to get the perfect angle. His sharp intake of
breath made her look up at him, wide-eyed.

“Don’t
stop, for heaven’s sake,” he groaned, meeting her questioning gaze with his own
glowing with coals. “You’re doing perfect.”

Smiling
as much as she could with his cock stuffed in her mouth, she went back to her
task. Popping his length from her mouth, she planted kisses all over the head
and sides. She ran her tongue flat along the bulbous tip right down to his
base, coating him in hot saliva. Soon she was taking him in her moist, eager
mouth once again, rolling her tongue inside around the tip and making him growl
deep in his throat with approval.

Jenna
began to speed the stroking of her hand at his base, all the while sucking hard
on as much of him as she could take down her throat. She bobbed her head up and
down repeatedly, never quite managing to take all of him but making a ravenous
effort to do so. He was just so deliciously hard and meaty that she didn’t ever
want to ever stop.

But
then Morgan was pulling her off him with a chest-rumbling groan. Tossing her
over on her back, he crouched over her with his tensed, sexy and warm body and
kissed her lips hungrily. “That was good, baby – too good and that’s why
I had to stop you.”

A smile
tilted her lips as he looked down at her with smoky eyes. She liked that there
was something she could do to make him get close to the edge like he’d done for
her. He was gazing into her face, watching the play of her different
expressions. She wondered if he could see how much she was dying for that same
sensation of having him in her mouth, to be transferred straight to her pussy,
which was already twitching ravenously.

He
traced a tender forefinger down the line of her face, saying softly, “Do you
know what scares me? That once I’m inside you I won’t know how to stop.” He
sighed raggedly, smudging on her lips with his thumb, adding, “I don’t want to
go crazy and forget all about being gentle since it’s your first time. But
damnit
Jenna, you make it so easy for me to shed all
restraint. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You
haven’t so far,” she reminded him softly. “And you’ve got me so wet and ready…I
feel all boneless, like I’m just a load of cotton candy. I can’t wait for you
to take me with your cock, Morgan. It’s all I’ve wanted since I set my eyes on
you. And besides…I trust you.”

He
groaned deeply, nuzzling his face in her neck. “I was right; you will make me
go crazy, woman. Now spread your legs.”

His
tone was gruff, mixed in with lust and yes, tenderness. Smiling sensually, she
parted her thighs wide, lifting her hips slightly off the bed.

She
watched as he quickly rolled on some protection, her heart pounding as she
realized that finally, she was going to feel like a real woman for the first
time in her twenty-three years.

Once he
was ready, he took hold of one of her ankles and placed her foot flat against
his shoulder.

Jenna
could feel the tension growing in him as he palmed himself and lined his cock
up against her slit. She looked down at their touching privates and almost came
again right there at the erotic visual. Her smooth wet petals moistened his tip
as it brushed along her slit, and she knew that would make penetration easier.
But nothing prepared her for the sweet agony she experienced when he suddenly
rocked forward and entered her with one stroke.

A
startled squeal escaped her lips at the persistent intrusion, agony and bliss
blending into each other in her system which was all jumbled up now. She felt
his cock glide out to the tip, before he swung in with an even deeper thrust,
ripping past her hymen and making her gasp soundlessly in shock.

She
stared open-mouthed at him, her face mirroring the exact picture of sensual
anguish he had on his. She could see the tiny beads of sweat on his brow and
suddenly she realized how much self-control he was exerting.

“It’ll
be okay now,” he told her hoarsely, still buried deep inside her but not
moving, just letting her breathe around him, letting her muscles accommodate
and ease up their clench on his cock. Leaning over her, he inched his mouth
closer to hers. “Kiss me, Jenna. Or I’ll go insane.”

Whimpering,
forgetting her own biting pain, she leaned off the pillows to meet his lips in
a moist, sharing kiss. Slowly, the discomfort she felt within her core started
to fade as he kissed her with deep, dark hunger. Almost unconsciously, she
started to move against him, first slightly and then with earnest. He must have
taken this as his cue because he took a ragged breath and only then did he
start to move.

He
started up a pace that was at first slow and measured. He slipped in and out
with a steady, grinding rhythm that was as intense as any hard and fast fuck
could be. She felt every inch of him inside her and it was glorious.

She
clung to him with everything she had; deep inside, her vagina walls clenched
and unclenched with every downward lunge of his shaft. Her legs and arms
wrapped around him tightly as it to weld him to her.

“Don’t
stop…oh please don’t stop,” she moaned against his lips, loving how he
gradually began to pick up speed till she felt like she was standing on the
edge of the knife of ecstasy.

“I
can’t, even if I tried,” was his reply, his voice hoarse and strained. “Damn it
feels so good inside you. I feel ready to explode.
But no…not
yet.
Is it good for you, kitten?” he asked with a teasing gleam in his
eye as he lifted his head to look down into her glowing face.

“You
know it is,” she told him on a half whisper. Everything within her just wanted
to be engulfed by him. Her walls felt stretched beyond endurance by his cock
that seemed to be growing impossibly thicker by the second. Could he really get
any more immense?

“Good.
Because it’s like heaven for me,” he said, and those were the last words he
spoke before he really went
in
. He
gave her no doubt of how much power could be unleashed if one truly let go. He
held nothing back and fucked her like she needed,
deserved to
be fucked
. He moved and glided till he found her favorite angle, which
he discovered from the way her moans increased to a fever pitch when his cock
tapped
that
spot.

Jenna
was throwing her head from side to side as she finally let the pleasure take
over her senses. His rapid, surefire thrusts brought her to the breaking point
and she had to cry out that she was close because she felt that familiar blast
of pure, tingling energy just waiting to escape from her aching loins.

Every
tiny muscle in her vagina rippled against his plunging cock, making him groan
as if in pain. She bucked against him and felt him reach underneath to cup her
ass, molding and stretching the cheeks apart as she clenched upwards with her
orgasm. Jenna felt his finger probe into her asshole and then slide deep
inside, causing her climax to hit the roof.