Page 30 of Another Round
All of my resolve finally shatters when her hips grind against me. Dangerously close to sucking in my cock trapped and desperate between us. Not yet. Not until she’s ready. Really ready.
I ease back the slightest distance and reach between us. Drenching my fingers with her arousal when I glide over her pulsing clit. Losing my mind when she moans and thrusts into my hand. Demolishing my plan to just kiss her for the rest of the day after her hesitation. I roll her onto her back and prop myself up, nestled between her legs. Studying her expression for any sign of doubt or fright yet finding none. “Are you good?”
“Yes.”
Me too. More than I ever imagined. With her delicate face cupped in my hands and the smile on her swollen lips and the trust in her gaze. “I’ve been tested and know I’m clean.”
“I’m clean…” A blush blooms on her face from a conversation we probably should’ve had before she was naked and underneath me. “…and I’m on the pill too.”
Perfect. I can’t hold back any longer. Only willing to release her to line up my cock to her dripping pussy. Sweeping a few times through her lips which already feel like they’re welcoming me in. Her body eager to envelope mine. So I give her what she wants. What I want too.
With one long drive, I plunge into her. Breaking through a resistance I never expected. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Now I know why she was so damn frightened.
Her small body jerks up involuntarily in agony. Fingernails scraping my scalp. Mouth parting in a sharp gasp. I fight against my body’s urgent need to thrust and keep still. Balancing on my forearm with my other hand cradling her head. Holding her tight while she pants through the pain. “You should’ve told me.”
Silky lips brush against my ear. “You would’ve freaked out too much.”
She’s right, I would have. The first time and last time I’ve ever taken anyone’s virginity. I’ve fucked up not realizing, not knowing, but she’s mine now. I won’t ever be able to let her go. I won’t ever be able to let another man have her after me. “I don’t like hurting you.”
“I know.”
The death grip on my back loosens, and she nuzzles my cheek.
“That’s why I picked you. I knew you would be gentle and take it slow. You’re the kind of man I’ve always wanted to be with.”
Rarely am I tongue-tied, but this woman has fucked up my heart and my head. Laying herself bare to me physically and mentally. Captivating me with her body and her words when it’s me who should be confessing to her since it’s taken me so damn long to admit my feelings to her and to myself. “Thank you.”
Despite her discomfort she giggles. Shaking underneath me with my mind blown and my cock still rock hard inside her. “Thank you?”
Yeah, I’m horribly inept with expressing my feelings. I lift from her neck and meet her humorous expression. “I didn’t want to freakyouout by telling you that I’m falling in love with you.”
Now I get the whoosh of air I expected as she processes my proclamation. Can’t blame her for being shocked. I am too. Well not from loving her but from admitting the truth to her already. Too late to take back my declaration and no sense lying. I’ve never really believed in second chances in life or in love. I always thought if you fuck up, then you get what you deserve. But she’s giving me another shot at happiness, and I’m sure as hell taking it. “All this time I’ve been half-dead, just numb and going through the motions. Then I meet you and fuck…” The intensity of her gaze almost slays me, and I can’t barely catch my breath either. “…I feel like you’ve brought me back to life.”
I’ve said too much. Sound too irrational yet she doesn’t seem to mind or freak out. Just takes my face between her warm hands and kisses me. Urgent and sincere and I let her in. Giving her the entrance she seeks and my desperate dick answers swelling inside her again. I move cautiously but her hips rise in approval, accepting and encouraging the intrusion.
I’ve never made love like this before. So slow and so sweet. With tender touches and whispers. Yet even more intense than just a hard fuck. A powerful difference because she trusts me with her innocence and I’m grateful to her for giving herself to me.
I don’t ask her if she’s okay because I know she’s not. Her clenched eyes and taut muscles let me know the sting of my invasion lingers. But I know she doesn’t want me to stop. Not with her fierce grip on me as I thrust into her. Stretching and filling her in preparation for the next time. When I’ll make her scream in the good way, begging for more.
So for now, I do the only thing I can think of to comfort her. Whisper how much I love her, how much I love being here with her like this, how fucking crazy it is for a woman like her to let a man like me love her.
That makes her laugh. I like hearing the sound after the agony she’s been in. “The spoiled brat princess with the wild British punk?”
Pretty much. “Something like that.”
The smile I’ve missed lifts her pale cheeks. “Don’t you know the good girl always falls for the bad boy?”
“I thought it was the other way around.”
“Maybe.” Her thighs squeeze me as her body starts to keep pace with my rhythm. Moving in tandem with me for the first time since I took her. “Or maybe you bring out the bad girl in me?”
Her flirting pushes me to the edge. My spine and hips and balls all aching for release. So damn close but I refuse to get off without her. Sweat rolls down my back and my muscles sting from inaction but I can’t pound into her without hurting her more. I reach down and lavish attention on her clit the way I now know she likes. More concentrated with each flick, strumming with more and more intensity until she’s bowing off the mattress. Her breath and her body erratic as she jerks closer to release. “Or maybe you’re making me good?”
All I get is a nod. Too much ecstasy for her to respond. I answer for her with a pinch of the pulsing silky nub and a plea for her to give into what we both want. “Let go Evie. Let me see again how fucking beautiful you are when come all over my cock.”
She does and it really is beautiful. A small but gorgeous orgasm that makes my dick deliriously happy. She’s satisfied, and he can get his now too. Needing to protect her from more pain since I don’t think I can control myself to be gentle anymore, I pull out and grab my cock. Slick with her purity and her release, I only need a few hard strokes before I explode on her thigh. Endless sticky streams that have been a long time coming literally. “Next time I’m coming inside you until you can’t take me anymore.”
Another nod. She really is spent, tucking into my chest and snuggling against me. Unfazed by the mess on her leg. Just cuddling with me as I wrap my arms around her and hold her until both of us drift off.
