Page 110 of Falling Too Late

With my hand still holding him between my thighs, I gripped his hip with my other, urging him to enter me. I rolled his head through my wetness before settling him at my entrance.

“Alex, fuck me now,” I whispered against his lips. He pressed into me, pulling back and pressing in again, working his length into me until he was fully sheathed.

I had to breathe through it, allowing my body to stretch to accommodate his size.

“Are you okay?” he asked breathlessly.

My hand was in his hair, nails biting into his shoulder as I adjusted.

“Yes,” I panted.

He dropped from his hands to his elbows, more of his weight pressing down on my chest. A hand caressed my breast and I tried to focus on his fingers tweaking my nipple and the pleasurable pain that needled through me. He moved his hips and pleasure built again.

I pulled my lips away from his and he kissed my neck. My eyes flew open, and I stared up at our shadows on the ceiling.

Breathe, it’s okay, baby.

Hisvoice was in my head now, and I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to block it out. I focused on Alex’s pants, his shudders when he almost pulled all the way out before gliding back in.

My temple started to thrum in line with my heart rate and I could feel the panic working its way up my throat. My hand pressed against his chest. I couldn’t breathe.

Alex must have seen the panic on my face because I felt his hips jerk back, almost pulling out before my hands shot to his hips, nails sinking in so he didn’t leave me.

“No!” I shouted. “Don’t. . . I just. . .” His weight was taken off me and I took in a gasp, heaving air in and out. “I want this. Please, I want this, I just couldn’t breathe.”

Alex’s brow furrowed before understanding bled into his expression. Suddenly, still inside me, he moved us so I was on top, straddling him.

I felt the cool air hit my body and relief flooded me. My head sagged back as I took a moment, calming my heart rate. When I was ready, I looked down at him.

Concern was still etched in his face.

“Is that better?”

“Yes.” I nodded.

I was very aware of the new position I was put in.

“Come here.” He held his hands out and I leaned down. He cupped my face and softly kissed me, his thumb brushing mycheek gently. It’s slow, endearing. He kissed me until my lips felt swollen. He pulled back and looked up at me.

“You are in control here. Take what you need from me.”

I sat up, placing my hands on his chest and adjusting so I could get some leverage.

I moved up, and Alex’s eyes fluttered close, his head relaxing back against the pillow just as I moved down again.

It felt good, but having the control felt even better. I repeated the motion but lifting higher, until it felt like he might slip out, before dropping back down.

“Fuck!” His eyes shot open, and I moaned when I felt his fingertips bite into my hips. “I’m all yours, Wren.” The words were clipped, like he was fighting for control.

With that, I moved faster. Sensations built inside me and I tipped my head back before rolling my body forward, the change in position hitting a new spot inside me.

I was taken off guard and fell forward, catching myself on his chest. When I blinked away the stars, he laced our hands together and I realized what he was doing. I used his hands as leverage to roll my body back and forth repeatedly, hitting the spot I liked over and over. I was trembling and could feel myself getting closer.

“Alex, I-I’m. . .” I stuttered out the words but it was too late. My second orgasm hit me and my hips jolted sporadically. Alex pressed up and I felt his own release spill inside. I fell forward onto his chest.

My face found the spot I loved between his neck and jaw. His breath heaved, and it was no longer water coating our skin but sweat. I couldn’t form words, but I felt him move my hair to the side and his fingertips traced down my back, causing me to shiver.

CHAPTER 40

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