Page 58 of Save Me

When her body finally relaxes from her first orgasm, I strip her out of the bra.

Kennedy watches me with hooded eyes as I remove my clothing. The slight red flush in her cheeks looks so fucking good in contrast with the freckles on her face.

“I promised myself the first time I took you would be in my bed. You’ll have to forgive me for breaking that promise.”

She bites her lip as she smirks. “I’d like to see the inside of your home.” Her voice is soft as she says those words.

I kiss the tip of her nose, then her cheek and lips. “You will. Nothing will please me more than when you walk through my front door.”

It’s where she’ll be living soon, anyway.

I move over top of her again and position myself in between her legs. As the tip of my cock brushes against her pussy lips, I let out a hiss.

“Wrap your legs around me,” I order.

When she hesitates, I start to do it for her. Kennedy presses a hand to my chest.

“Dae, wait,” she pants. “Condom.”

Condom.

“Condom,” I repeat, hoping I kept the disdain for the word out of my voice. It’s not that I hate condoms. It’s the idea of wearing one with her that annoys me.

I lean in and kiss her once, twice before pulling back. “We don’t need—”

“We do,” she cuts me off. The look in her eyes is sharp.

I relent as I reach for my wallet to retrieve a condom. Kennedy watches me as I roll it down my length. I would’ve ordered her to wrap her hands around my cock to put the condom on me, but I’m running low on patience.

As soon as the condom’s secured, I wrap my arms underneath her knees and tug her body to me. She yelps in surprise.

I lower and suck one of her breasts into my mouth, letting my tongue circle her nipple the same way I did with her clit. I want to take my time and rush to get inside of her, both at the same time.

But my mantra of pressing for patience soon wears out.

“Hold onto me, baby,” I tell her.

She does, circling my shoulders with her arms. I start to push inside, and she’s so fucking warm and tight that the little bit of control I had wears out. Before I can think better of it, my hips jerk, and I push all of the way inside of her.

“Dae!” she screams. Her fingernails dig into the skin of my back. “Wait,” she pants. The rise and fall of her breasts make my mouth water. “I-It’s been a while,” she says by way of explanation.

I know exactly how fucking long it’s been for her. But not long enough. Her first time should’ve been mine. I console myself with the knowledge that from here on out, her everything will be mine.

I withdraw slowly, trying to allow her body to get used to me. And god, it’s so compliant. Her body soon accommodates my length and girth.

I lower to capture her lips. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” I tell her against her lips. “Do you know how fucking good you look taking my cock?” The words spill out of my lips as I thrust back in.

“Do you know how long I’ve waited to make you mine?” I demand to know with another thrust. “Years,” I answer. “You’re fucking mine, Kennedy. No other man will touch you from here on out.”

“Dae,” she pants. “I-I can’t understand what you’re s-saying,” she whimpers.

That’s when I realize I’ve slipped into my mother tongue.

She looks up at me, eyes dazed from lust and confusion because she can’t understand the words I speak in Korean.

“Mine,” I growl in English. I lower and bite the side of her neck, making her moan louder.

Her fingernails dig into my back again. There’s no pain, though.

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