Page 56 of Furever Loyal
The touch of his giant hands was so firm, so possessive that a soft moan slipped through her lips. She didn’t stop him when he reached around her sides and swiftly undid her own belt and button, having much better luck than she was having with him.
“Fix this,” she said, putting as much sass into it as she lay back and stripped off her own pants, too busy watching him to put any effort into making it sexy. She simply yanked them down and tossed them on the floor. Her mind was elsewhere now.
Haley needed him. Needed his touch. She wanted to feel him against her,inher, and she had only thoughts about that. The moment he dropped his underwear, she began to think of what it would feel like to have him take her.
His body was hard. All of it. His abdomen rippled with muscles, each one perfectly sculpted, right down to the little v-shaped handles that stopped just above his hard cock. She’d never been with anyone so in shape before, and the excitement of that served to amplify her already considerable desires.
She thought about taking some time to play around, but not today. Today she was too impatient. It had beentoolong. They could take their time as he slid inside her, but she was more than ready.
Kincaid seemed to read her mind, climbing onto the bed and atop her, his knees gently spreading her legs wide, exposing her completely. As he leaned in to kiss her, one hand slid up the inside of her leg, gently teasing her with soft, slow movements, until Haley was practically shuddering in anticipation of what would happen next.
“Stop teasing me,” she said, the words coming out in a growl. “I want you inside me. Now.”
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he whispered, gently sucking on her earlobe as he waited for her reply.
“Then go slowly, but don’t you dare waste any more time.”
There was no getting around it. She was going to be sore the next day no matter what, but just then she needed what she needed, and Kincaid was going to give it to her.
She shivered with nervous anticipation as he moved up closer. The pressure of him against her was almost more than she could take, but it was only when he first slipped inside of her that Haley lost control. It was unexpected and took her completely by surprise. The eruption of dormant desire burst its seal without warning.
Muscles locked up, then spasmed. Her back arched and she bit down hard on her arm to keep the cries from growing louder than they already were. Bucking her hips upward, she tried to capture more of him, all of him, but succeeding with only another inch or so.
Stars exploded across her vision. Haley had forgotten what it was like. What it felt like on such a primal level to lay with someone and make love. She’d so long buried that urge that the wonder and ecstasy accompanying it had faded into the dust of her memory, dimmed by the long time between partners.
Now she remembered. Now she experienced it anew, and with it came the hunger formore. More…
“More,” she gasped. “Please. I want more.”
Kincaid growled and bit her neck, pushing deeper inside her.
Haley screamed. It hurt, but beyond that, past the pain, there was more. Much, much more. “Oh, my God,” she said. Probably. Her body wasn’t responding properly, it might not have said anything intelligible.
A presence descended over her. Kincaid lowering himself onto her completely, his elbows on either side of her head, his massive body atop hers. She welcomed the closeness, reveled in it, in the way he seemed to read her body, to listen to her breathing and feel her muscles. Each time she began to relax, he moved further inside her, until they were hip to hip, grinding against one another.
“Kiss me,” she ordered.
Kincaid grinned and obliged her. Haley had long ago lost all sense of time. They could have lain together for an hour. At least twice more, she climaxed. Her body was battered and weary, but above all else, it was satisfied. Almost. There was one thing missing.
“I want you to fuck me now,” she said, pulling back just enough to look him straight in the eyes.
Blue met hazel. They were locked on, totally lost in one another. Kincaid’s hips rose and fell, driving the air from her each time he thrust deep. Her eyes watched him, noticing the way his face twitched and the pleasure on his face as he did the same to her. It was that most intimate of moments, where all guard is dropped and the truth of a person is revealed.
Haley liked what she saw. A lot. Kincaid was a good man. There was dark in his past, and hurt at the corners of his eyes, but in his core, at the depths of what made him Kincaid, there was nothing but good. She saw this, and once more felt at ease with her decision.
“Yes,” she urged, watching him intently. She was enjoying this, but her body was spent. Her attention now turned to him. She wanted him to gain the same enjoyment, the same closeness she was currently feeling.
“Haley, I’m going to—”
“My stomach,” she urged, biting her lip, letting her eyes go big and round.
His face tightened, sharp lines growing sharper and she watched, thoroughly aroused simply by looking at him as he withdrew swiftly and emptied himself onto the exposed skin of her stomach and up to her chest. The heat of it made her gasp in surprise, which delighted Kincaid.
After he was spent, his face finished contorting, he half-sank, half-fell onto his side, bouncing the bed slightly as he collapsed next to her. Haley turned her head, still watching him. It never ceased to amuse her how soft and cuddly men became after sex. Personally, she thought it was adorable.
Kincaid nuzzled up next to her, kissing her neck, her cheek and her ear. “I’ll get you a towel,” he said, still half out of breath.
“No,” she said, reaching out to hold him tight.
