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“If you need me to stop at any point, just tell me. I’m not him, Lyla. I would never hurt you for my own pleasure or take what you didn’t want to give. I need to know you understand that.”
“I know that,” I whisper and lie my hand against his cheek. “I trust you.”
He searches my eyes for any doubt and nods when he’s satisfied. He reaches over and pulls out a condom from the nightstand. I stop him before he tears the wrapper with his teeth.
“I…he wanted to get me pregnant, so I secretly had an IUD put in without him knowing. I went to a health clinic once I got to Florida to make sure I was clean. If you are…if you don’t want to use one…” I stumble with the words. I have no clue what I’m saying at this point. I just know I want to feel him…all of him.
“I’ve never gone without a condom, so this would be a first for me.”
“Never?” I ask, surprised. I know he’s been with alot of women. It’s obvious the girls in this town line up for whatever crumbs he throws their way.
“Never. I haven’t trusted a single one not to trap me into a pregnancy, if I’m being honest,” he chuckles. “I would rather just have babies with my wife.”
“You can wear one if it makes you feel better. I didn’t mean…”
“With you, though,” he says, cutting me off. “I trust you. And if that one percent were to happen, I wouldn’t be unhappy about it. In fact,” he whispers, kissing the corner of my lips, “I probably would be very pleased about it.” His tongue swipes my bottom lip before sinking inside.
I pull him to me, deepening the kiss as I tangle my tongue with his. Our bodies fuse together like they finally found the part that was missing. He reaches between us, and I feel his fingers slide through my arousal before he adjusts himself at my center.
“Once I’m inside you, there’s no going back for me, Lyla,” he says quietly. “I have a feeling I’ll never be the same after this. If you aren’t ready to be mine, then this is your last chance to tell me.”
“I want to be yours, Jake. More than anything.” My heart hammers against my chest as I see the emotions cross his face. I feel him press into me, and I brace myself for the pain I always feel. He moves slowly, and my body stretches around him as he fills me inch by inch. The pain never comes, though…all I feel is love.
CHAPTER TWENTY
JAKE
My body is a tight wire as I force myself to go slow and easy with her. She feels like a goddamn slice of heaven as her body takes me in like we were half of a whole, just waiting for the other to create this perfect fit.
“Are you okay?” I ask, afraid to breathe, as I sit fully inside her now.
“I’m more than okay,” she whispers, blinking back the tears.
“You’re crying.” I swipe one away. “Did it hurt? I tried to go slow. I’m sorry if…”
“No,” she smiles, shaking her head. “It didn’t hurt, Jake. These are happy tears. I never knew it could be like this. It feels so good to have you inside me.”
My heart breaks all over again for the pain she’s endured in her past. I’m going to make damn sure she never feels anything but love ever again. “I never knew it could be like this either.”
I’ve been fighting what I’m feeling, telling myself it’s too fast, but the moment I buried myself deep inside her, I knew there would never be another for me.
I’m no longer falling for her. I’ve fallen about as deep as youpossibly can, and I’m going to show her exactly how much in every way I can tonight.
I’m used to being dominant in bed. I like it rough, and I like being in control. There’s never been any emotion for me except the end goal of making sure we both are deeply satisfied. There are no attachments and no expectations other than one night. Very few, I’ve slept with twice, but neither of us wanted anything but sex, so it didn’t get messy.
I never wanted anything else…until now.
Now, I want it all. I do one more thing today that I’ve never done before.
I make love to a woman.
My movements are slow as I take the time to feel and memorize every part of her. I listen to her sighs and little sounds as her fingers dig into my back. I absorb every detail like a sponge, wanting to hold it all inside and soak up every last bit I can.
When she wraps her legs around me tightly and arches her hips, I groan as I go deeper.
“God, you feel amazing. You take me so good, little hummingbird.” I go a little harder but still hold back, wanting to ease her into it.
Her fingers rake down my back, and pleasure shoots through me when I feel the sting of the scratches. My hand wanders over her body as I hungrily feel every inch of her. Bending down, I kiss her thoroughly as her hips raise up to meet mine.
