Page 50 of The First Best Man

“Does that feel good, baby?” I murmur as my thumb works her clit a little faster.

She grunts something that sounds affirmative in nature, making me smile. Slowly pulling my finger free, I add a second one to it and push back in, just to the first knuckle. Kate groans and bucks her hips driving the digits a bit deeper.

I want to make her look at me, to hold eye contact while I drive her wild. I want to make her tell me what she wants, to beg me to let her come while she writhes, barely balanced on the precipice. But that’ll come later. Now is the time to make her as comfortable as I can so her first time is as pleasurable and rewarding as it can possibly be.

Pushing my fingers a little deeper, I find that sensitive patch of skin inside her and brush my fingertipsover it once. Kate yelps and bucks, then falls back into a twisting mass of mindless lust. She’s so close, her slick inner walls pulsating around my fingers.

It’s time. I need to do this while I still have at leastsomeof my wits about me. I refuse to take her like a mindless beast. Not today. And once again, that will come later.

I brush that spot inside her one more time, her reaction driving me insane as I pull my fingers free. Then I climb over her, holding my upper body aloft on straight arms, and wait for her to open her eyes. When our gazes collide, I give her a warm smile.

“Are you ready?” I whisper even as my cock shouts at me to not give her an out. Not now.

I mentally order that greedy little fucker to shut up, holding Kate’s gaze hostage while a myriad of emotions play across her face. I wait her out, and finally her expression fills with confidence as she gives me a single nod.

“I need to hear the words, baby,” I murmur, rolling my hips to nudge the tip of my erection against her opening. “Tell me you want this.”

I’m taking a chance here, making her talk, but I need to hear her sweet voice tell me she wants this as much as I do. There can be no regrets. No chance that she’s changed her mind and thinks it’s too late to back out, now. No way will I allow that to happen.

A shock of relief and excitement ripples down my spine as Kate holds my gaze and says, “I want this, Tucker. I want this more than anything.”

I nod, then reach down and curl an arm around her thigh, lifting it to open her up to me. Then I dip myhead and kiss her, teasing her tongue with mine while I push the tip of my cock into her slick heat.

I feel it the instant Kate tenses beneath me, and I freeze, gritting my teeth against the instinct to slam my hips forward and fill her, completely. Beads of sweat pop out along my hairline, and I loosen my jaw before kissing her again, worshipping her mouth until her body relaxes once more.

I push in another inch, and white sparks burst behind my closed eyelids. Breaking off the kiss, I gasp for oxygen before burying my face in her neck and nipping at the sensitive skin there. Kate responds, moaning and bucking her hips, driving my cock the tiniest bit deeper.

A groan slips out of my own mouth. This is such delicious torture, I’m afraid I might black out before I make it all the way in.

“Please, Tucker,” Kate begs, and it’s the straw that breaks the camel’s back.

I lose my tenuous grip on my control and drive my hips forward with a vicious roar. Pushing myself back up to hover over Kate, I pant like a dog in heat as I study her expression. It’s hard to concentrate, though, with her pussy squeezing and massaging my cock in the very best way.

“Are you okay?” I grit out between harsh breaths when she finally opens her eyes to look at me.

She nods, then clears her throat. “I’m good. I promise.”

“I’m going to start moving, now,” I croak, then clear my own throat. “You need to tell me immediately if I do anything you don’t like. There’s no pointof no return. This is a safe space. Do you understand?”

I know the first time can be painful for women, and I refuse to have Kate remember this moment as anything but pleasurable. She nods again, then her eyes fall closed as I slowly roll my hips. Fresh moisture heats my cock, so I repeat the move, this time pulling back the tiniest bit more before pushing back in.

“Fuck,” Kate growls, her face turning red as she pants for breath.

Fuckis right. I feel like it’s my God damned first time, the need to blow sending ripples of electricity down my spine and out to each of my extremities. I grit my teeth again, fighting the pressure as I pump out and in as slowly and as carefully as I can manage.

Kate’s making all kinds of noises now, but I can barely hear them over the sound of blood rushing through my ears. Her inner walls are squeezing me with every pass, gripping my cock and trying to suck me back in every time I retreat.

I’m not going to last.

There’s no way in hell.

There’s also no way I’m coming without Kate, so I dig my knees into the mattress and lift myself up just enough to slide a hand between us. Finding her clit with a single fingertip, I rub gentle circles around the swollen nub as I pump into her.

Sensory overload is real, and my mind scrambles to hold onto any semblance of control while my instincts scream at me to drive in harder. Faster. To chase the feeling until I explode with release.

Kate’s moaning on every exhale, the sounds likesweet music to my ears. She’s bucking beneath me, rubbing her skin against mine as her hands thread into my hair and hold it in a tight, almost painful grip. The smell of sex surrounds us, driving me even wilder.

Like I said…sensory overload.

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