Page 65 of Undeniable

She smiled coyly and against my grip, she leaned forward and placed one last kiss on the tip. My cock jumped in response, which only made her smile grow.

Wicked little thing.

Done with the teasing, I guided her to lie down against the pillows and positioned myself once again between her thighs. That’s when it hit me.

“Fuck.I don’t have a condom.”

I groaned and dropped my head until my forehead pressed against hers. How disappointing to get all the way there, my cock nudging against her pussy only for the opportunity to be so unceremoniously ripped away because of one small slipup. I’d forgotten my wallet in my room, and had I known what position I’d find myself in, I sure as fuck would’ve gone back for it instead of hopping in the truck anyway.

Surprisingly, Ivy just shrugged and reached around to palm my ass, urging me closer.

“I’m on the pill, and you know I’m clean since I haven’t actually done this before.”

I nearly died on the spot. I was clean, too. Getting tested was part of the required physical before I started any college sport.

“I’ve never had sex without a condom before,” I whispered, and she bit back a smile.

“Then it’s a night of firsts for both of us.”

Her nails scraped down my back, and I settled between her spread legs, lining myself up. I wanted to watch her face the first time I pushed inside her.

I pressed forward slowly, my cock nudging her entrance and her warmth already seeping around me. For a moment, I paused, prepared to see doubt on her face, but it was only excitement and desire that danced behind her eyes.

“Please,” she whispered up at me, and I continued forward so,soslowly that I thought I’d never get there. Until I did, and her face was even more perfect than I imagined.

Her jaw dropped open and her breath rushed out in one quick release. Her long lashes fluttered and her eyes closed when I was fully seated inside her. I thought I’d prepared myself for how good she would feel, but there was no way I could have. The way her velvet warmth wrapped around me was otherworldly.

The blush that colored her cheeks from the warm night deepened, and then she cringed slightly when I shifted my weight. But slowly, she opened her eyes again.

With the steady hum of music in the background, Ivy said in an awe-filled whisper, “You’re so… big.”

Fuck, all I wanted to do was move inside of her. And hearing her say things like that was testing my razor-thin restraint. I wanted to pump into her until she was screaming and moaning and clenching around me. But I patiently waited until I slowly felt her relax. With each passing second, she became accustomed to the new sensations—the stretch and the fullness.

I smiled. “Way to stroke my ego, baby.”

She huffed and then lifted her hips slightly, testing the fit and the new sensation. There was nothing but pleasure in her features.

“Move,” she demanded.

And with her words, I let the reins on my restraint slip just enough to slide out an inch and then carefully slip back inside. I did it over and over again, picking up speed each time until she was pressing her hips up into me, meeting me thrust for thrust.

Her first true moan of pleasure was the prettiest sound I’d ever heard. And I swore I could feel the vibration inside of her and wrapping around my cock.

Her inner walls clamped around me as she fisted a hand in my hair. The other one tightened around my arm poised beside her head with a punishing grip.

I knew I’d never forget that. The image of her underneath me, staring up at me with such awe and pleasure, would never leave me. She was never going to leave me.

As my pace quickened, I glanced away from her face only for a moment to find the flower necklace around her neck. It was the only thing she still wore, the blue sapphire in the center glinting in the moonlight. I leaned down and brushed my lips over the little flower and then continued over her collarbone until I was again teasing her nipple with the tip of my tongue.

Her sounds grew louder and the more she writhed, her nails scraping down my back, utterly losing control, the quicker I realized I wasn’t going to last much longer. But I needed to feel her come around me before I lost it.

“Fuck,” she moaned as I reached between us and found that little bundle of nerves with my thumb.

Propping myself up on one hand, I kept my thrusts long and purposeful, making sure that each time I pulled back, the tip of my cock grazed her G-spot.

It was her first time, but it felt like mine, too. Every sensation, feeling, and movement was new and better than it had ever been before. And I knew it was because it was her.

Her quiet gasp pulled me back to the present, and her eyes flashed open as her jaw dropped. Her muscles did more than flutter. They held an unrelenting grip around my cock as she came. Hands tightening in my hair and around my neck, I was flying over the edge only seconds after her. Pumping into her with abandon as my own release barreled down my spine.

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