Page 76 of Secrets in Love
“All my favorite memories are of you… I have loved you my whole life. I can remember so many of your firsts—primary school, high school, college. Your first bikini, your license, your first finished book…”
“Nate. Please…”
“And now I—we—have a new first: fucking you senseless as I take your virginity.”
“Oh my God, shut up and fuck me before I change my mi—”
I never did finish that sentence. Nate’s lips shut me up, and his dick sliding inside my entrance kept me that way…kind of.
“Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God.”
“Are you alright, baby?”
“Yes, yes.”
A sharp stinging and delicious stretch I could have never imagined had me hissing through my teeth. “Jesus, Evie. You’re so damn tight. So soft and warm and perfect.” He kissed my nose, squeezed my hand, and studied my face in a way no one ever had. “Are you sure you’re alright? Please, Evie, you have to tell me if I’m hurting you. I never want to hurt you.”
“It does hurt a little, but I like it… Hurt me more, Nate.” His eyes rolled to the back of his head, and his chin fell to his chest.
“I’m barely inside, and you and your filthy little mouth and tight cunt have ruined me for anyone else.” He pressed in deeper, then stilled, breathing heavily, and allowing me time to adjust and relax before pushing again. I was overcome with the sensation of fullness.
“Yessss,” I cried, closing my eyes as the most perfect mixture of pleasure and pain sunk into my bones.
“Open your eyes, Gidge. Let me get lost in them as I lose myself in you.” On command, my eyes fluttered open. “Good girl.”
He pulled all the way out, grit his teeth, and pumped back in, faster than before but still gentle and cautious. Then he did it again and again, rocking into me a little harder, rougher, each time. I writhed beneath him, still captive by his hand. I wanted to beg for freedom, touch him, and hold him as he bucked into me, but he was fucking the ability to speak right out of me. All I could do was moan, pant, and breathlessly beg with my body.
The pain began to subside, and the feeling of fullness increased with every thrust. “You’re so perfect, baby. I know it’s new, and you say you don’t know what to do, but you’ve wanted to be fucked for a long time. I can feel it. Can you? Can you feel yourself opening to me? Taking more and more of me?”
I tried to say yes, to tell him how good it felt and how big he was, but it came out sounding like the Swedish chef onTheMuppetShow. “Yerdy verdy gggoood.” Though not able to speak in English, I was beginning to feel more confident and bolder. I released the sheet I was gripping with my right hand and, for some unholy reason, raised it, then slapped Nate’s ass—hard. His whole body tensed.
“Jesus, woman. Do it again.” I did, again he roared, and I could swear he felt ever bigger inside me.
“Evie, I’m sorry, but I don’t think I can last much longer. I want you to come. I want you to feel as good as I do, so I am going to touch you as I press all the way in.”
“You’re still not all the way in?”
“Not even close, sweetheart.” He chuckled proudly, gave me an arrogant wink, and then slipped his finger between us. Like he had done it a hundred times before, he hit the perfect spot on the first go. A hideous memory of Luke Bailey fumbling around in the dark, jabbing me blindly and acting like there was something wrong with me, reared its ugly head. But as Nate whispered sweet praise into my ear and began to push deeper, all memories of Luke and his tiny cock disappeared.
“Oh my God, Nate. I like that… I like that a lot.”
“I thought you might.” He smiled against my lips. “Me too. No one has ever felt this good.”
Every muscle in the lower half of my body began to tremble, quiver, and shake in the most spectacular fashion, and I began to roll my hips to meet Nate’s. And the sting…it was sharp and sweet, and I fucking loved it. “Harder. Fuck me harder.” My nails clawed into Nate’s shoulder as he continued to rub that magic spot.
“Evie. I can feel you clenching around me. I’m going to come, baby.”
“Harder, Nate. Harder.”
He began to lose control, and the sound of his body slapping against mine, combined with his grunting and groaning, was the hottest thing I had ever heard.
“Evie, I love you. I think you’re… I’m going to…”
The most amazing flash of energy, light, and love filled my body, blinding me for a second and sucking every last drop of air from my lungs. Nate was hovering above me. His body was stiff and shuddering, pumping slowly into me, his face buried into my neck.
“Oh my God.” He collapsed on top of me and gently sucked the flesh on my neck. “You’re mine, Aoife. Tell me you’re mine.”
“I’m yours, Nate. Yours.”
