Page 392 of The First Time
I bring my hand to my mouth to muffle my groans. My sex pulses as I come. Pleasure spreads out through my limbs. It pushes away all the storm clouds in the room.
Blake brings his hands to my hips and pulls me into position.
I shift my hips as he enters me. It's like I'm home, like I'm whole.
He brings his mouth to my ear. "You feel so fucking good." He groans, digging his nails into my hips.
He pushes deeper. Deeper. Deeper.
I gasp. It's so much pressure, so much it hurts. But that's its own kind of good.
He brings his hand to my pelvis and holds me against him. All I can do is surrender to the feeling of him deep, deep inside me.
Pleasure whirs around inside me. "Blake," I groan. I rid my mind of conscious thought.
"Tell me you're mine," he commands.
"Tonight," I say.
"Always." He slides his fingers over my clit as he thrusts into me.
"Tonight." My legs shake. My breath catches in my throat. "I'm yours tonight."
He lets out a low, heavy groan.
He moves harder. Deeper.
I arch my back to meet him, rubbing my clit over his fingers like they're my personal sex toy. The ache inside me fades to bliss. I'm close.
"Don't stop," I moan.
"Like hell." He grabs my hair and pulls my head back, so my neck is pressed up against his mouth. "You're mine," he growls against my neck.
Tonight. I'm his tonight. It's the only thing I want to be.
He grabs my hips and pins me to the wall. I turn my head, arching my back to keep him as deep inside me as he'll go.
Blake kisses me. It's hard, hungry, desperate. He moans into my mouth.
Then, his lips are on my neck, and he's moving harder. Deeper.
His fingers slide over my clit with that same rhythm. Almost. Almost…
"Blake." I groan his name as I come.
The release is a rush. I go into free fall. I lose track of everything but the bliss spreading through by body.
He doesn't stop. He keeps rubbing me. Keeps thrusting into me. It's too much sensation. It hurts like hell.
Blake nips at my ear. "Fuck. Kat."
Then it's not too much. It's perfect. This orgasm is fast and hard. It starts high. Builds and builds. Tighter and tighter.
Everything releases as his nails dig into my skin.
I come in waves. I shake. I lose my grip on the wall.
Blake grabs me and throws me on the bed face first. I hold on to my comforter as he pushes my legs apart and slides inside me.
