Page 42 of Straight, No Chaser
"Good morning."
Fuck yeah it is. "Good morning. I thought maybe you were going to sleep all day." My resolve to be good breaks with her peaceful sigh, and I thumb her rosy nipple, twisting enough to make her body lift, giving me an up-close view of her beauty. "Must have been pretty good cock last night to wear you out like this."
"Yeah, it was okay I guess."
She feigns a shrug and a smirk, but laughter engulfs her instead. Oh baby girl, I can play too. "I'm sorry to disappoint you." Palming her thigh, I spread her legs apart and kneel between them. Letting my fingertips drift closer to her already glistening pussy but never quite touching.
She writhes under my huge hands. Begging for the release she needs, but refusing to ask for it. Funny how she thinks she can break me first. Well, I guess since she keeps winning, I can see why she assumes as much. Fuck me. This girl is going to be the fucking death of me.
Her eyes squeeze shut while her lips part. Chest heaving with quick breathes. Knees bending to get some leverage with her feet. All fruitless with my stubbornness. "I guess you don't want it again."
"Can I get a rain check? Maybe tomorrow?"
I should spank her adorable ass. But I'm too fucking turned on to do anything but fuck her. Although I have to fucking control my desire. Reminding myself of the proof of her virginity still dappling our legs and chests. I cover her gorgeous body with mine, grazing her throat with soft, teasing kisses. "Are you sure you want to wait?"
"No."
I look up and meet her beautiful blue eyes. Finally open, wide and ready for me, as much as her heart and body. The playfulness evaporates from her sincerity. Welcoming my body coupling with hers. "I want you, but I don't want to hurt you. Are you sure you're okay?"
"Yes, because I know you'll be gentle with me."
“Always.” My gaze locks with hers. Reassuring her I could never be anything else with her. I rub the head of my cock through her pink folds. Coating the tip with her arousal. Priming her to accept me again. Her throaty moan encourages me, sucking in the corner of her plump lip as she watches me. Which is insanely fucking hot.
Using all of my restraint, I slowly slide inside. Only a few inches penetrate her before she gasps and rears back. An involuntary response to the pain blanching her face. And fucking stabbing my chest.
Damn it. I knew it was too fucking soon. Cursing myself for not waiting like I fucking should have, I pull out. Nothing's worth hurting my angel.
"Wait!" Embarrassment glows scarlet on her cheeks. "It's okay."
The fuck it is. "No, it’s not.”
"Try again." Insistent fingers dig into my lower back, urging me forward. “Please? I promise I won’t resist.”
I bite back a shitty response, well aware it's meant more for me than her. We only solidified this relationship last night. I can't expect her to completely trust me yet. To have faith in my assertion that just being herself is enough. That she doesn’t have to work at pleasing me. I cup her face, warm and smooth against my calloused skin. “I know, but I will never hurt you no matter how much I want to fuck you.”
She leans into my caress. Chasing the comfort of absolution she doesn’t need. Or ever have to fucking ask for.
"I don't want to disappoint you."
"That will never fucking happen."
At my definitive tone, her hands slide to my chest, and she gives me a growing smile. Relief softening her rigid body and brightening her expression. Good. Now that’s settled, we can enjoy the remainder of our trip. Maybe a run on the beach before we have to head home. “Do you want to go?”
Enormous eyes jerk from the glistening stone on her delicate finger to my face. I swear to god I can see her pulse pounding in her neck. Oh yeah, the ring. Now I’m the one with the huge ass grin. I fucking love surprising her.
"Oh my God, Luciano! What is this?"
Long hair billows in my face and her huge tits bounce dangerously close to my mouth as she scrambles to scoot out from underneath me. I roll on my side giving her freedom. At least in this bed. In this moment. That’s as far as I’ll ever let her fucking go.
A trembling hand holds her shaking fingers closer to her face, scrunched in disbelief. Fucking gorgeous sitting naked in front of me. Stunning. Sweet. Mine.
Now it's my turn to feign a nonchalant shrug. "Your engagement ring."
"B-but, but you didn't propose!"
I hold back a laugh from her spluttering in shock. "Would you have said no?"
I'm so fucking smug, yet not as confident as I sound. The fear of her rejection too much for me to fucking bear. But I’m a cocky bastard who admits nothing.
