Page 35 of Twisted Hunger

Licking my lips, I gaze back into his eyes. "God, yes…I want you, Beau…"

Thirteen

Beau climbs onto the bed, lifting one knee at a time as he does. When we are face to face, he cups the back of my neck and takes my mouth in a heated kiss. Nothing about his motions is hurried…he takes his time, and when he pulls back, it's to press his forehead against mine.

"I'll be gentle, Ryan." When I nod, he says, "This will only be my second time doing the full deed. I thought you should know that."

It's my turn to pull back. "Uh-uh…seriously?"

His grin is a bit sheepish. "I tried getting you out of my head, but it didn't work. I got slapped and called a bunch of names for calling her by your name."

"But you were always the talk in the girl's locker room as having a…" I glance down at his appendage, "large member."

"First of all, please don't ever call it a member again," he laughs. "And second, I never said I was an angel. I've let plenty of girls go down on me, but that's it. It was always your face I saw every time I came." He grips my hair and yanks my head back as he brings his mouth to my neck.

I whimper when I feel his teeth sink into my skin. He doesn't break it, but it does send the pain right to my core, where it bursts into a pleasurable pain. His cock slides between my thighs, where it finds my arousal. When he takes my mouth again, it's brutally, and I find myself returning it with the same fervor.

Beau doesn't initiate much more than the kiss. Maybe he wants me to take the lead since it's my first time; I'm not sure, so I take hold of his neck and bring him down on top of me. He keeps his weight off me, catching himself on his hands before coming down to his elbows.

"Fuck, Ryan…"

I lift my legs to each side of his hips, opening myself up for him. "Please, Beau…"

The words sound needy, but that's because I am. I don't know how I can need his cock inside of me when I have no idea what it feels like, but I do… I'm craving him to fill me. Thrusting my hips against his throbbing cock, I moan when it rubs against my clit.

"I'm sorry that I have to hurt you again, Ryan, but I promise, the pain won't last long." His voice is soothing as he says this, all while lining his tip up to my entrance.

"I'm ready, Beau…please!" I press against him, and then I feel it.

The stretch as he enters me is a bit uncomfortable, but Beau is not small by any means. Instead of pushing all the way in, he pulls back before pressing into me again. He does this a few times, each time going in a bit further until he reaches that barrier that will shatter my innocence forever.

"Are you sure, Ryan?" His green eyes are full of want, and I can tell it's taking a lot for him to hold back.

I wanted to save myself for the right man. Is Beau that man? I can't say, but something inside me is telling me that this belongs to him. Regardless of whether it works out between us or not, he was the one meant to have this gift of mine…nobody else.

"It's yours, Beau…take it," I gasp as he pushes through, pain searing through me as my hymen is torn apart. "Oh God!"

"I'm sorry, baby." Beau's mouth is on mine as if it can take the pain away.

He stills, not wanting to cause me any more pain. Instead, he continues to kiss me. "God, you're so tight…" he says against my lips.

After a moment, I wiggle and notice that the pain is subsiding. So, I begin grinding against him, making him groan. He takes hold of my left leg and brings it up to his hip before thrusting slowly. He's watching me as he does so, and just the way his green orbs stare down into my caramel ones, my body reacts, and a climax starts to build.

"God, Beau…this feels so good!You feel so good!" I bite my lip as my fingers curl up, my nails sinking into his biceps.

"You have no idea what this feels like for me, Ryan.This was so worth the wait!" His thrusts become faster, and I toss my head back at the pleasure it's giving me.

"Oh, yes...please…don't stop! God… don't stop!"

Our bodies fit perfectly as we sync with each other's movements. When Beau moves to his knees and spreads my legs even more, his cock goes deeper. I never knew someone could touch me as deeply as he is. He watches as he pushes into me, only to pull out and thrust in again. I find the sight of him watching himself fuck me very erotic.

Reaching down, I rub my clit and grin when his eyes move to my hand, and he bites his lip as he watches. The cords in his neck strain, and I know he's holding his release off for now. So, with my other hand, I bring it to my chest and twist and pull at my nipple as I moan with my building climax.

"Damn it, Ryan. I won't be able to hold back if you keep playing with yourself!" Beau's voice is tight, his jaw clenched, as he shoves my hand away from my clit.

He moves my legs, so they drape over his shoulders, leans forward, and starts slamming into me hard and fast. I can't do anything but take the pounding, and the surprising part is I love it this way. Even when beads of sweat drip from his forehead onto my breasts, it only turns me on more.

"Come for me," he orders.

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