Page 56 of The Right Kind of Wrong

I should have been scared perhaps, maybe doubt whether this was right or not. But when his warm eyes met mine, eyes that shared the same grief that mine did, eyes with the same longing, all fear was erased. He kissed me again, and I felt him, the tip of him at my entrance, slipping past my folds as he lubricated himself with it. I moaned, the sensation making my body tingle with need.

“I want to be inside you,” he said against my lips. “Would you like that, Evelyn?”

“Yes,” I breathed, raising my hips eagerly. “But please kiss me,” I whispered, almost feeling pathetic.

He gave me a small smile before bringing his lips down to mine, my hands tangling in his dark hair while my legs did the same around his waist. Thankful I was on birth control, I let myself get lost in kiss and touch.

Then he thrust into me. I cried out, breaking the kiss and throwing my head back with a sharp inhale of breath. My nails dug into his shoulders at the feeling of him stretching me out, the intrusion proving more painful than I anticipated.

“Holy shit,” Nathan grit out, his hand running over my sweaty forehead. He looked concerned, shocked, eyes roaming my face as understanding dawned on him. “Evie, you're a virgin?”

I nodded, biting my lip as my flesh spasmed around him.

“Oh, fuck,” he hissed, burying his face in my neck. He began kissing the skin there, his tongue flicking my earlobe seductively, earning a throaty moan from me. Taking that as his cue, Nathan pulled out and then pushed himself back in, both of us shuddering with the sensation of being so close…finally.

“You feel so good, so fucking tight,” he murmured, biting my neck as my body began to adjust to his size. I started meeting his thrusts, urging him on. Sensing my needs, his rhythm steadied, the gentle thrusts almost torturous but so good. Soft moans left my lips, pleasure cascading through my body with each and one of his movements.

There was no way things would go back to being like before. Nathan was with me, inside me, surrounding me; taking my body and capturing my soul. I wouldn't have had it any other way.

“Nathan.” His thick length caused things in me I'd never felt before.

At the sound of my voice, he rested his forehead against my own.

We didn't break our gaze, not as his pace increased, not as I felt his hand between us, flicking over my sensitive clit, not when the climax started welling up inside of me. My moans grew louder and I lost control. My walls contracting rhythmically around him, letting the feelings of ecstasy take over.

He kissed me, swallowing up the noise I made without stopping, my sensitive clit being teased even further until I was a whimpering mess. Nathan didn't let up until I felt him swell inside me, his thrusts growing erratic as he let go with a grunt. I whimpered, struggling to catch my breath.

After a few minutes, Nathan pulled out, his absence leaving a void in my body. He picked up the towel we'd discarded on the floor, cleaning me and later throwing it back without a care. His arms wrapped around me and he nuzzled my neck, humming in contentment against my skin.

“You should have told me you were a virgin,” he said softly. “I would have been more careful.”

“Was it bad?”

He looked up at me, gray eyes sparkling with adoration. “It was amazing,” he reassured.

I sighed, relieved. “I was so afraid you wouldn't like it.”

“You have nothing to worry about, Evelyn.” I gave him a small smile and he pulled me closer to his chest, running his fingers through my crazy, tangled hair. “Go to sleep, Evelyn. Tomorrow's a new day.”

I nodded, closing my eyes and drifting away into a peaceful sleep in the arms of the first and only man there would be in my life.

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