That earns me a grin and I take her mouth in a bruising kiss. And just like that, the wild Ginny I’ve come to know is back. The blanket falls, but she doesn’t seem to notice or care. She pulls at my hair and rakes her nails down my shoulders. I swear I could make this girl orgasm from kissing alone, if I could ever bring myself to only kiss her.

There’s no single part of her that I like better than the rest. I like it all and I show her so with a dedication to touching and kissing every inch.

She squirms underneath me as I move down her body, tracing a single finger along the middle of her stomach, past her belly button, and down to her slick pussy. She raises her hips to give me better access and I dip my head.

Her hands find my hair and her fingers slide along my scalp and tug the strands as I taste her. She writhes and moans and it’s so fucking hot my dick leaks with desperation. I wait until she’s so close she’s panting my name before I finally line up at her entrance. I inch in slowly, her tight pussy squeezing me.

I’m worried about hurting her and making it good for her for all of two seconds before pleasure wraps around my spine and zaps my brain.

“I’m okay,” she says when I don’t immediately move.

“That makes one of us.”

She laughs and the slight movement of her body nearly sends me over the edge, and I have to close my eyes and grind down on my back molars for a second to regain my composure. I move at a pace meant to keep me from coming, but that somehow tips Ginny over the edge. She looks up at me wide-eyed and gorgeous as she rides out her first orgasm.

Damn, she’s beautiful.

I pull out and place a kiss to her lips and then turn her onto her stomach and lift her hips.

I bite one ass cheek and then kiss it before nudging the head of my cock inside her pussy. She pushes back into me. “Hold on, baby. This won’t be as gentle.”

She flashes me a grin over her shoulder. With one hand on her hip and the other at the base of her neck, I bury myself inside of her sweet heat.

We both shudder. My balls are heavy, and I resist the urge to pound into her like a jackhammer. Slowly, I ease in and out, finding a nice rhythm.

“Harder,” she whispers so quietly it takes me a second to realize what she’s asking.

“You’re sure?”

She nods. “Fuck me hard like I know you want to.”

Stars dot my vision and my voice is gruff. “Grab the headboard.”