Falling Down(47)

I can't remember what I said. What did I say? Oh…
"Really?" I squeak.
He nods. That's one way to break the tension. No thinking, just rip-each-others-clothes-off-f*ck-against-the-wall sex. I nod back and then our mouths crash together, tongues tangling and our hands are everywhere. He's unhooking my bra as I'm lifting up his shirt. He pulls his shirt over his head and throws it across the room where it lands next to my bra.
I'm unbuckling his belt and he's sliding his hand between my legs. I moan as his finger rubs against my throbbing clit. I unbutton his pants and unzip them. He backs me against the wall.
"I want to leave your garters on this time," he growls in my ear as he tears my panties off. Tears. Them. Off. Oh my God.
I push his pants and his boxer briefs down his legs and he steps out of them. I'm not wasting time here. I want to know what he feels like and I am dying to have him inside me. I'm liking this no-thinking thing.
He leans down and pulls a condom out of his wallet. Oh yeah. Now we're talking, I think… then I look down and my eyes widen. There is no way that's going to fit. No way. I've had sex before but wow. I try to back up but I come up against the wall.
He rolls the condom on. "It'll fit and we'll go slow until you get used to me."
"I’m not so sure…" The man is huge. If he were anyone else and I didn't want him so much, I'd be outta here.
"Trust me, Luce."
I nod, eyes wide but full of desire. He cups his hands under my thighs, lifting me up and I wrap my legs around his waist, my arms around his neck, and press my mouth to his. I want him to have no doubts as to how much I want him. That was never in question.
He slips his finger down between my legs, gliding down my slit to my opening. I should be embarrassed that I'm dripping wet for him but when he slips a finger inside, I lose all train of thought.
"You're so tight, Lucy," he says sliding a second finger inside. "Let's get you ready."
A moan is all I can manage for a response as his fingers glide in and out of my *, slowly but deeply, deeper than he went in the car.
When he starts pressing kisses to my neck again, I can't hold still. I want more, I need more. I want to feel him inside me.
"Jesse."
"Not yet," he says against my neck then licks me there.
His fingers move faster, harder, and I can't hold myself still. I start moving against his hand.
"There you go, Lucy. Take what you need. I want to feel you come all over my fingers." He begins circling my clit with his thumb and I'm teetering on the edge.
"Oh God, Jesse."
"You're so close. I can feel it. Let go."
I throw my head back and continue f*cking his hand. He presses his thumb harder against my clit and I moan louder.
"Yes, just like that…" I moan
He chuckles. "You're so f*cking sexy."
I moan again when he circles harder.
"Come for me, Lucy. Come for me so I can slide inside you."
Those words alone throw me over the edge and I cry out. "Jesse!"
"There we are, give me all of it. Jesus, I can't wait to feel that around my cock." He works my * and my clit, drawing out every possible second of pleasure until I stop moving. Then he rubs the tip of his erection against my clit causing my entire body to jerk. I'm still sensitive from my recent orgasm.
"I could get you to come again just from this but I want to feel you squeezing my cock when you do."
He positions the tip against my opening and meets my gaze.
"Slow."
I nod, eyes wide because I really don't know how he's going to fit.
The head slips inside and I gasp.
"Okay?" he asks, watching me intently.