Page 80 of My Vows Are Sealed

I sat up halfway, pulling him into another kiss, and he groaned into my mouth. As we did the one thing we knew exactly how to do, letting our connected lips and tongues do the talking for us, I let my hand travel down his side until I got to the waistband of his sweatpants. A flurry of butterflies invaded my stomach as I swallowed my fear and pushed it down just a little, letting my hand rest on his bare hip. He broke the kiss to suck in a breath.

“Is this okay?” I asked timidly.

“More than okay,” he told me. “You never have to ask if you can touch me, baby.”

“You don’t either,” I whispered.

Taking a deep breath for courage, I pushed his pants and boxers down over his butt, and he did the rest of the work for me, shedding them and kicking them somewhere in the vicinity of the foot of the bed. I went for another kiss, and he pulled me close, hitching my leg over his hip and then moving his hand to my backside, giving it a gentle squeeze. I could feel his manhood pressing against my stomach, and instead of scaring or intimidating me, it just made me want him more.

“I love you so much,” he said, his lips still touching mine. “You own me too, you know. You always have.”

I smiled, and he kissed me again as he rolled me onto my back and slid his hand back down between my legs. His breath came in a shaky gasp as he pressed a finger between my folds. As he found my small bundle of aching nerve endings, I let out a moan.

“There?” he asked softly as he gave me another kiss.

“Yes,” I gasped.

Tentatively, he started to rub two fingers over the sensitive nub, and I couldn’t have stopped the stream of gasps and moans that escaped my lips if I’d tried. The rest of the world just faded away as the ache was both soothed and intensified.

His hand slid a little further down until he found my opening, testing it for a second before slipping a finger inside me and tentatively starting to move it in and out. I whimpered a little at the pressure and how full I felt, and I froze as realization dawned on me.

Just one of his fingers was completely filling me up. How washesupposed to fit inside me? This was going to hurt. Badly. There was no way it wouldn’t.

Brendan sensed the shift in my mood immediately and moved his hand as he pulled back to look at me.

“What’s wrong, baby?” he asked. “Do you want to stop?”

“No. But…it’s going to hurt,” I mumbled, feeling my cheeks flush with embarrassment. Talk about ruining the moment.

He sighed and gave me a soft kiss. “I wish I could promise it won’t, but I can’t. But Icanpromise I’ll do everything I can to help it hurt as little as possible. Do you trust me?”

“With my life,” I answered without hesitation.

“Are yousureyou want this tonight, Dar?” he pressed. “We still don’t have to.”

“I’m sure. I’m just nervous.”

“Would it help if I told you I am too?” he chuckled uncomfortably. “I’m actually kind of freaking out. But in a good way? If that makes sense?”

I giggled. “It does. That’s about where I’m at.”

He gave me the most adorable smile, complete with those dimples that always made me melt, and kissed me again. I moaned into his mouth as he searched my tongue out, and he put his hand back between my legs, massaging my sensitive nerves again.

“Just relax, baby,” he whispered.

I nodded, and he slid his finger back inside me, slowly starting to move it in and out. At first, I felt the same almost painful pressure from before, but after a minute or two, that lessened and gave way to sparks of pleasure that radiated all the way through me. I started to buck my hips in time with his movements, but just as I was starting to get into a rhythm, he pushed a second finger inside me.

“God,” I gritted out as the pressure came back.

“You okay?” he asked quietly, kissing my neck.

“Yes,” I hissed. “Don’t stop.”

If it had stopped being uncomfortable before with one finger, I knew it would get better with two too. And that gave me hope that maybe it wouldn’t be so bad when we actually got to the main event either.

“I love you,” he whispered, brushing a kiss on my lips.

The sparks and flickers of pleasure that started to course through me soon burst into full-on flames, and a completely different kind of pressure began building up inside me. I felt myself winding tighter and tighter, and I pressed back against his hand, needing more. Like he just knew what I needed, he put his thumb on my aching nerves and started to rub, and suddenly pleasure and warmth like I’d never known before erupted all over my body, making me see stars.

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