Page 17 of Love Him Like Water

“Easy. Easy,” he said, voice softer, his hands grabbing my thighs, preventing them from closing as I tried to squeeze them shut.

There was more movement, more pain, until, suddenly, the full sensation was lost as he slid out of me.

The burning feeling became a raw ache that had me pressing my thighs tightly together as I fought another wave of tears.

The bed depressed, and I was aware of Renzo’s back as he walked.

Away from me.

Into the bathroom.

The door clicked closed.

And I pressed my hands to my face to muffle the sounds as I cried.

This wasn’t right.

It was supposed to be different.

Not so painful.

I’d dreamed about this for so long.

And it was just all… wrong.

CHAPTER SIX

Renzo

Fuck.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

What the fuck?

Not only was she too young, too soft, too shy, but she was innocent too?

What was her fucking family thinking?

This wasn’t the goddamn seventeen-hundreds.

I wasn’t after her fucking virginity.

Why hadn’t they said something?

Why hadn’t she?

She’d been a little reserved, sure, but she’d sparked under my touch until she was a goddamn wildfire. I couldn’t have known. Not with the way her hips were riding my face as I tasted her sweet pussy.

Maybe if I’d taken more time with her, slipped my fingers inside of her.

Maybe if…

Fuck.

There were no more maybes or ifs.

I’d teased my cock down her pussy, then I’d slammed balls-fucking-deep inside of her in one thrust.

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