...Thankfully his shorts were the button-fly kind. She took her time opening them.
One button released was rewarded with a light kiss.
Two buttons, a lingering lick.
By the time she reached his third button, his hand was gripping her hair.
“Come here, you,” he said when she lifted her head and looked up at him. They were lying on the beach and, although it was dark, the moon was full and it was if they were in the spotlight. Everything around them was hidden in the inky blackness since they were far from the resort lights. In the daylight, it would no doubt be full of people. This night, it was if they were alone on the island. It wouldn’t have made any difference to Debbie if they weren’t alone. Her entire focus was on Dmetri.
“I thought I’d just settle in for a quick snack,” she replied.
“Oh, no, you don’t. If you continue that, I’ll be as worthless to you as a rookie quarterback,” he said. “And I can’t wait to taste some of your sweet honey.”
Before Debbie could muster her reply, he moved so fast she felt dizzy. She was now lying on the bed of soft sand and he was above her. Once again, for such a large man, he moved with the speed and agility of a cat.
She expected to feel crushed. Though she wasn’t little, he was massive. But he kept most of his weight off her. She didn’t have time to think of anything more as he started kissing her again.
Her hands and his removed their remaining clothes between stirring kisses and scintillating love bites. Debbie felt as if every inch of her skin was on fire, fed by prickles of the desire making her heart race, causing her blood to heat and her lungs to demand more oxygen.
Finally they were both naked, and she could feel the length and heat of him full against her. He pulled her legs wider apart, and she bent them at the knees. Most of his weight was on his strong arms, but he didn’t seem to have any problems holding it and her in place.
She could feel the heated tip of him just at the edge of her pussy. Her moisture, which had been soaked up by her panties, now had no barrier and she could feel how slick she was, how ready she was for his penetration.
“Ready?” he asked as he paused.
“God, yes.” She wrapped her hands around his butt, digging her nails in, in an attempt to draw him deep inside her.
He sucked in his breath and leaned forward. As his hips flexed, he ground his mouth against her.
Debbie couldn’t catch her breath. She couldn’t believe how big he was, how much his cock was stretching her quivering vagina.
“Damn, I’m too big, aren’t I?” His groan sounded agonized.
Debbie couldn’t reply. Every synapse in her brain was busy processing the wonderful feeling of him inside her. So all she could do was shake her head.
“Shit,” he said. “I knew it. I knew it. I should’ve made sure you were ready. I should’ve brought you off better.”
She felt him start to pull away. She still was having trouble sending words from her brain to her mouth, but she knew one thing without a doubt. She was not going to let him pull out. Not when he felt so delicious inside her. So she did the only thing she knew how. She wrapped her legs tightly around his hips. She didn’t think she had the strength to hold him in place, but she also tightened her pussy muscles, squeezing his cock inside her.
“Damn, baby,” he said. “That feels good. But I don’t want to hurt you any more than I already have.”
Finally Debbie found the breath and the sense to speak. “Don’t leave,” she gasped. Those two words took all the power she had. She could see from the look in his eyes, he was still afraid of hurting her. So she clenched him again and again.
“Shit,” he groaned. “I get the picture. I’m not going anywhere.”
Debbie finally managed to smile. “Good. Research.”
He chuckled. The sound of it rumbling through his chest warmed her heart.
“Damn, woman, you feel good,” Dmetri said. “Too damn good. Can you take more of me?”
Debbie closed her eyes on a wave of desire. There’s more?...