Page 384 of Steamy Ever After

“Never been more sure.” I bite my lower lip and hesitate. “But what if it’s too much?”

“Luv, if it gets too intense, tap my shoulder twice. I’ll slow down. If you need things to stop, just say the word.”

“Okay.”

The entire time we talk, he guides my hand up and down his cock. His hips engage, thrusting forward and drawing back.

“What if you’re too big?”

“I won’t be.” His voice grows hoarse as the stimulation to his cock continues.

He releases my hand and braces against the tailgate, closing in on me and crowding me with his broad frame.

Without his help, I can’t squeeze as tight as him, but I try out what he said and drag my nail down the undermost side of his shaft where it’s most sensitive.

Drake buries his chin into my neck, convulsing with pleasure.

“Fuuuck, but that feels good.” He nuzzles my neck while I continue stroking him.

The more I have my hand on him, the bolder I get. I want to suck him, but I’m not really sure how that will work given our current positions. My legs spread wide as he stands between them. My feet dangle like before. There’s no rush, and it feels as if we have all the time in the world.

A hypnotic trance slips over me as my hand glides up and then down his shaft. My breathing relaxes. My lids bounce as my eyes close. I tip my head back as a sigh escapes me.

Drake’s arms shoot out. He grasps my hips and lifts me up and into the air. I cry out in surprise as my hands grab at his neck. He takes several steps back, holding me in his arms.

His erection bobs between us, brushing against my ass. Without a word, his biceps flex. I rise. Then he holds incredibly still as the tip of his dick slips into position. Just the tip pokes against my wet folds.

“Remember,” he struggles to speak. “Two taps if it’s too much.”

Two taps? I’ve already forgotten why I would do that, but then the most intense burn makes me cry out.

He lowers me down, using gravity to accomplish the inevitable. It’s been some time since I’ve had sex—and never like this—and I can’t help but think back to the last time.

It wasn’t good.

Drake’s massive cock slides into me, stretching the tight walls of my pussy as he relentlessly forces his way inside.

“Doing okay, luv?”

I give a tight nod and bite my tongue. Holy hell, it hurts, but it’s going to be magical if I can get through this little bit. If a ten-pound baby can pass through a woman’s vagina, I’m sure I can manage Drake’s well-endowed cock.

Totally not what I should be thinking about while having sex, but my mind goes off on random tangents, and… Holy hell!

A ripple of pleasure rushes through me, making me gasp.

“What’s wrong?” Drake tightens his hold on me.

“Nothing—it feels amazing.”

And that’s the truth.

What was that? A micro-orgasm? Is that even a thing?

Drake kisses me, then slowly relaxes his biceps. As he does, gravity does its thing. I slowly, inextricably, slide down the steel shaft of his cock until he’s fully buried inside of me.

A jolt of pleasure shoots through my body. I’m not doing a thing, yet I’m strung out and panting with the deliciousness of all the sensations rioting through my body.

I feel him everywhere.

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