Page 41 of Scarred Heir
I gripped his shoulders when he forced my hips down and slid me onto his hard shaft. I squeezed my eyes shut, holding my breath when he was deep inside me.
“No.” He took my chin between his fingers. “Eyes on me.”
I opened my eyes and let out a slow breath as our gazes locked.
After a few seconds, I acclimated myself to his intrusion.He must have sensed my apprehension, because he stayed still inside me, allowing me time to get used to him. His tender kiss ignited a fire inside my stomach, encouraging me to move my pelvis up and down.
“I guess that means you’re ready?” He smirked before bracing himself against the mattress with one hand while he held my hip firmly in the other. “Show me how you want it,Sexy Sable.”
Heat filled my cheeks, but I couldn’t resist the urge to rock into him. He directed me, lifting me up and bringing me back down onto him. Each time he did that, the wetter I became, creating enough moisture that the thrusting no longer flared. The pulsing between my legs intensified, taking me higher with every pass.
“I think it’s time to properly fuck you.” Milo wrapped his arms around me, bringing me close to him and holding me tight against his chest.
He increased his speed with his pelvis, quickening the pace of his thrusts. I held onto his rigid biceps, trying to keep up with him, but at some point I just went along for the ride, allowing him to take control and take me to new heights.
For the second time tonight, I surrendered to him. Digging my fingers into his arms, I quivered against him as I released, but unlike my first climax, this time Milo came with me, releasing his warmth inside me as my name came out of his mouth in a low, guttural moan.
He held me tight, kissing me with long strokes of his tongue. I could taste the hint of vodka in his hot, seductive mouth. He pulled back and stared at me with a scrutinizing look in his eyes that seemed a bit warmer than before.
“What?” I bit my lip. “Was it okay?”
“It was better than okay.” He brushed the hair from my eyes. “Are you okay?”
“I’m better than okay.” That was the truth. I had waited for a man like him to come along and make me a woman. “Thank you for being understanding.”
“Don’t thank me,” he said. “I’m not that noble.”
When he shifted on the bed, I realized he was still inside me.
“Should we?” I motioned between us. “Move or something?”
“Are you uncomfortable?”
“No.” I smiled. “I’m not.”
“Good, because I like being inside you.” He tugged on the end of my hair. “Get used to it.”
“Not that I’m complaining, but now that we… well, now that I gave you what you wanted, aren’t we done?”
“Do you want to be done?” His thighs tensed beneath my bottom. “Because I’m not ready to let you go.”
That declaration probably should have scared me, because our arrangement had no boundaries. Considering he was still inside me, keeping his bodily fluids in place, proved that. This was Milo’s world, and I was happily living in it.
“I’m going to take you shopping tomorrow,” he said. “We’ll spend the morning at a private boutique making sure you have everything you need.”
“What do I need?”
“Everything.” He arched his brow. “Starting with a coat.”
“You don’t have to do that,” I said. “I’m the one who is working off a debt.”
“SweetSable.”
His ego didn’t need any more bloating, but I liked the nicknames. They made me feel important to him.
“You just gave me your virginity. That ten grand is paid off.”
I frowned, because after being with him, I wasn’t sure I wanted the debt to be paid off. What did that mean for our strange relationship?
