Page 162 of Insolence
“Go ahead. You can touch me wherever you want.” I gesture at my chest. “Just not here, please.”
“Of course.” Her eyes drop back down.
I shudder at the pressure of her hand.
She responds with a tremor of her own, fingers wrapped around my shaft. Moves up to explore the thicker sculpted tip. Blue eyes glittering, her whisper is fierce: “I want you inside of me, El Asher. Right now. Every last inch of you.”
Fuck me.I about buckle. “Lie back. Try and relax.”
I grab a small bottle of sunflower oil from a nearby cabinet. It’s useful for mixing with pigment to get a certain silky finish. Comes in handy for this too, from time to time.
Hooking my hands behind her knees, I give a firm tug. Bring her ass to the edge of the low sofa.
She squeals, gazing through her lashes at me. “Well,” she giggles, “I think someone’s excited.”
“Yes,” I hold her gaze. “Very fucking much.” The hitch in her breath sends electricity through me.
I coat the tip of my cock with oil. She’s already wet and fully aroused, but causing any discomfort whatsoever is the last thing I want. Especially her first time.
“Just breathe,” I instruct. “We’ll go as slow as you need.”
She nods, teeth tearing at her lower lip, eyes focused on my cock.
I kneel between her legs again. Line myself up with her opening and glance up. She takes a breath and nods.
Slowly, gently, I push forward with little stroking thrusts. She gasps as soon as I ease past her entrance. Her hands fly to the sides of my face.
I freeze. “You all right?”
“You f-feel amazing,” she moans, eyes rolling back. “I just— I need a moment. It’s sointense. Different than your f-fingers.”
Pausing, body on fire, I hold her. Let her adjust to the hardness and fullness. Her lips catch mine, drawing me into a feverish kiss while her legs wind round my hips.
She uses those legs to draw me deeper, inch by agonizing inch, stopping every few moments to get used to having me inside her. Slowly adjusting to being filled and stretched before pulling me closer. Taking more of me.
Desire scorches my veins the deeper I sink. Finally, when she’s taken all of me, I groan and kiss her, every part of me pulsing.
“Can you feel me?” she whispers, fingers combing through my hair.
I let out a soft laugh. Press a kiss to her wrist. “Yeah, I can fucking feel you.”
“What’s it like for you?”
“Mm. I feel how wet and slick you are. The slight resistance when I move. When you clench and relax around me, it pulls and—Fuck.It’s incredibly intimate.” Brain swimming, I lean forward. Brush her mouth with mine again, never wanting this night to end. “Gods, Tiss, you’re unbelievable. I’ve been dreaming about being inside you, connected like this, since the day we met.”
She gives a happy sigh, but almost instantly, fear clouds her features. She tenses in my arms.
“What is it?”
“Even after I marry him, I’m still going to love you. I’m still going to want you, El. Now that I’ve had you, my desire isn’t going to disappear,” she says in a shuddering breath. “It’s going to be somuchworse.”
“Hey. Look at me.” I cradle her face between my hands. “I’m not going anywhere, Tiss. I don’t give a damn who you marry. It doesn’t change the fact that I’ll still love you and want you with my whole heart. I can and will share you. But when we’re together, you belong to me.Onlyme. Understand? I will fuck you like you are mine and mine alone.”
Her cheeks flush. The sweet citrus scent of thousand-petal roses curls around us. “Yes, sir,” she says at last, giving a bratty little jerk of her legs. Forcing me deeper.
“Fuck!” I brace my hands on the sofa back. “And you are obviously ready to go.”
I start slowly. Smoothly. Moving in time to her more and more enraptured moans. It’s not long before she’s shoving her head into the cushions, hips lifting, meeting my harder, faster thrusts.
