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Her hand clenches on my cock, her whole body vibrating with a shiver. “I get that.” She inhales deeply. “As much as I’d love to come on your face, I really want you inside of me.”
Fuck.
We have time for all the other stuff later. I want what she wants. I want to give her all the pleasure in the world. I want tokiss her mouth and thrust inside of her and watch the passion ripple across her face as it grips her.
I’m careful with her, silently helping her off of me. She drops down and spreads herself flat on the other side of the bed. I roll over, looming over her. She reaches for me immediately, tangling her hands in my hair, pulling me down and turning my face to run her tongue over my ear, along my jaw—even though it involves licking my beard, and then straight to my lips.
Our tongues stroke each other’s immediately, feeding us the taste of ourselves. Her hips ride up straight into my groin after she wraps her legs around my hips. She rubs herself along the length of me, moaning into my mouth as my cock bumps her clit and strokes down her center.
I support myself with one arm, so desperate to be inside of her that my brain is near the point of being scrambled. I slide my hand under her, running my fingers down her ass crack before I hoist her hips in the air.
“Oh my god,” she groans. “Fill me up, Zep. Right now. I need your cock.”
“You think you can take all of me?”
She looks up at me defiantly, with all that mischief and sass and heart that I love so much. “I can take it.”
“Are you okay to take it? I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I’m okay. You’re not that long or anything.”
I snort, laughing so hard that the rumble bursts out of me and flows through her where we’re connected. “We both know that you can’t even contain it all in both your palms.”
“I have small hands.”
“I’m not going to spank you right now, but I’m going to save it up and surprise you. And one day, you can see if you can fit my cock in that tight little asshole.”
She shivers. “Don’t tempt me with a good time.”
“It’s not supposed to be a punishment. If I wanted to punish you, I’d just withhold my cock until you can speak to it with respect.”
She laughs, knowing that I’m just playing with her. Withhold my cock? The only person who would be punished is me.
“Why don’t you try me then? Prove me wrong. Give me all of you, fuck me hard, and fill me up until I’m overflowing.”
My cock jerks and my balls tingle like they were just struck by lightning. “I just don’t want to hurt you.”
Her hand traces a path through my hair and cups the nape of my neck. “I trust you. You’d never hurt me.”
She does. Her eyes are heavy and her lips are curled in a soft smile. The rest of her face is serene. She looks up at me with all the confidence in the world. With all the gentleness and goodness and desire, but above all, with faith. She feels all the things that I can’t even feel for myself yet, but I’m getting there. One day at a time, with her.
Chapter 20
Ginny
This position always seemed like the worst one. Some sweaty, hairy man grunting and sweating on top of me, hammering away while I pretend to get something out of it?
Hard pass.
I never liked the idea of being pinned down either. You don’t have to be tied up or blindfolded to have to give up control.
With Zeppelin, it’s different. I asked for this because I craved the connection. There’s nothing better than being able to look him in the face and see everything that’s going on behind his eyes. He’s a little bit sweaty, but I love the way our skin sticks together. I love the weight of him pressing against me. I don’t feel out of control. I feel safe, guarded, and treasured. I’m not stifled or suffocated. Not literally, not figuratively. It breaks my heart and puts me right back together to see the same trust and affection reflected back at me.
This is the first time that I’ll ever do this where I truly get the concept of not knowing where you end and someone else begins.
Zeppelin shifts, adjusting himself, notching his head at my entrance. I want to force him to surge forward, but instead I practice something I’ve always been notoriously bad at patience.
I wait for him to fill me.
