Page 19 of My Reluctant Valentine

“More,” she demanded, rocking against my hand.

“More?” I worked a second finger inside, stretching her slowly, groaning at how tight she was. “Like this?”

She nodded frantically, her nails dug into my shoulders.

“That’s it,” I encouraged, pumping my fingers in and out, my mouth back on her clit, sucking deep. “Tell me what feels good.”

“Everything,” she gasped. “The way you... oh.”

“There?” I found that perfect angle, pressing into it mercilessly.

“Yes. Yes. Please don’t stop.” She was magnificent like this—completely lost to pleasure, no more medical terms or shyness. Just pure need.

“Never.” I worked her higher, watching her face. Her breathing grew heavy, ragged. It didn’t take long, between the fullness of my fingers and my mouth on her, she stiffened, her release washing over her.

I took my time, easing her back down from the high. Finally, I pulled away, moving back up her body. Kissing her inner thighs, placing an open mouthed kiss on her mound, her belly. Then her breasts. “I think I neglected these, Ella.” I took one in my hand, the ripe flesh spilling over. I rubbed her nipple between my finger and thumb.

“Did you like it? Me making you come with my mouth.”

She nodded her head, her eyes half closed. “Yes. Yes.”

“Then we’ll do that again. But I think you wanted to know how this felt too, right?” I latched on to one of her hard nipples. She had thick nipples, and dark pink areoles. While I sucked one, I played with the other, tugging and pinching. I knew I was overloading her with sensations, but I wanted her on the edge again before I took her.

“I want to be inside you so bad, baby. I need to feel you come around my cock.”

Her gaze locked with mine. “Now. Do it now.” I loved the touch of command in her voice.

“You sure?” I had to ask, had to know she was ready.

She pulled me down for a kiss that was all heat and determination. “I want you to be my first. My only.”

Fuck. Those words hit me hard. I reached for a condom with shaking hands.

“Let me,” she whispered, taking it from me. Her hands were also shaking as she rolled it on, but her touch was sure.

“Such a good girl.” I positioned myself carefully. “Look at me. I want to see your face as I take you.”

Her gaze locked with mine as I pushed forward slowly. The trust in them nearly undid me.

“Okay?” I asked when I met resistance.

She nodded, biting her lip. “Just... so big.”

I kissed her softly as I moved again. “Breathe for me.”

When I pushed past that barrier, she gasped. I froze, letting her adjust.

I took her slowly, inch by inch, until I was fully seated. The feeling of her wrapped around me, hot and tight and perfect, nearly broke my control.

“Cole...” She shifted experimentally, making us both groan.

“That’s it.” I started moving, keeping my thrusts shallow. “Take what you need.”

She met every movement, learning the rhythm quickly. When I slid a hand between us to circle her clit, she moaned.

“Close?” I could feel her tightening around me.

“Yes.” Her nails scored my back, my hips as she tried to pull me deeper inside.

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