Page 40 of Beautiful Nightmare
With a low moan, I tear my mouth from hers to drag my lips down her neck until I find the spot where her pulse thrums madly for me. I flick over it with my tongue, then suck on the delicate skin.
She whimpers, not quietly either. “You like that?” I growl against her neck.
“Yes. Please. I-I want you inside me. I’m ready.” Her chest expands, like she’s preparing herself before she exhales raggedly. “Please.” She reaches down, grabbing my ass and drawing me closer as her fingers flex into my skin.
I cup the back of her neck with one hand, running my thumb over the spot I know will be bruised from the exploration of my mouth. I like the idea of it. Knowing I’ve put that mark on her, knowing she let me do it. I grasp my dick, lining the tip of it up with her swollen entrance. I reconnect our mouths, kissing her hard and wild as I thrust inside her body. I groan out in pleasure. “Fuuuck, baby. Fuck.”Holy fucking tight pussy.
Beneath me, her body is rigid, and her breathing is all funny. I stop to look at her. She gives me a tight smile. An awkward one. And she’s not looking me in the eye like she has been, her gaze now lands somewhere on my forehead.
I dip my head down and kiss her neck, whispering near her ear. “Breathe, Lux.”
She nods. But she doesn’t. She’s actually holding her breath as if her life depends on it.
And then it hits me. I’ve just rammed my dick inside a virgin.Fuck.I squeeze my eyes shut for a split-second, wondering how this hadn’t occurred to me when I knew from our first encounter that she was at least a little inexperienced. My words grit up out of my throat. “Is this your first time?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want me to keep going?” My dick twitches. I’m no less desperate for her now than I was half a minute ago.
The seconds tick by slowly. She draws in a breath. “Just go slow. I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing,” she mumbles.
“Yeah. Okay. Look at me.”
Her breath stutters back out, but she meets my gaze.
“You’re so fuckin’ sexy, Lux. I love the way your body feels. You’re squeezing my dick so tight, and you have me so hard my eyes are practically crossing. You don’t have to know what you’re doing to blow my mind. Understand?”
She wets her lips, and instead of answering, she grasps me by the back of the neck and pulls me down for a kiss so hot, I think I’m going to fucking explode. She shifts beneath me, and I practically growl, she feels so fucking good. I nip at her lower lip, and she nips right back.
Slowly, I ease my cock almost all the way out of her, let our eyes connect, then slide back inside. My voice comes out husky when I rasp, “Bite my lip again.”
A slow grin spreads across her face, but instead of biting me, she sucks my lip into her mouth in a way that has lightning zipping through my veins and thunder rolling down my spine. I set an agonizingly slow pace for us. I want this to be good for her.
When I pause to really get a good look at her, her lips tremble. She kinda looks like she’s on the verge of crying, and I don’t know if I should stop or keep going. “Are you okay? We can stop—”
“No,” she says sharply, ”but I don’t know how you make me feel so good. I shouldn’t feel like this. I shouldn’t—” She shakes her head, and her lips part as I change the angle I’m entering her. “Oh God.” Grasping my shoulders, she closes her eyes and bites down on her lip.
Her words hit me in the gut. I feel awful for her confusion. But my head is hazy and full of her. The way she moves, the little sounds she makes. I run the tip of my nose up the length of her neck.Fuck.Her scent. I suck her earlobe into my mouth. And the way she tastes—all of her. Every goddamn thing about this girl sends me spiraling. “You’re so beautiful.” My fingers drift down to touch the two of us where my dick is moving in and out of her. “Fuck, your pussy feels good. So wet.”
“Keep— Um…” Breathless, she moans with each of my devastatingly slow thrusts. “Keep. Doing. That.” And then her eyes glaze over, and I can feel her pussy rhythmically pulsing on my cock.
“That’s it, baby. Come all over this cock.” I drive into her twice more, trying to hang on, but heat rushes down my spine. I mash my lips to hers, kissing her hard as my orgasm hits me like a great wave of water, crashing over both of us.
Out of breath and feeling a little weak, I do my best to hold my weight off of her while I stare into her dazed eyes. I’ve never felt so connected to anyone in my life. I should have known that having sex with her would seal our fate. I won’t let her go now. Not ever. I’ll have to find a way to make her understand.
I reach up and brush a strand of hair out of her face, then lean in and press a soft kiss to her check. “You okay?” I swallow, hoping she is. I knew she wasn’t the slut I’d been told she was… but I didn’t think she was a virgin. And that makes me wonder about a lot. Someone’s a goddamn liar. And after this? I’m positive it’s not Lux.
I pull out of her, ghosting my lips over hers before I climb off the bed. “I’ll be right back.”
She nods and rolls to her side, her arm draped across her body, pulling her legs up to her chest. She’s naked, in more than the literal sense. Vulnerable.
In the bathroom, I notice a trace of blood on the condom as I dispose of it—not a lot at all—it’s normal, I think. But that doesn’t mean I didn’t hurt her. I pause for a few seconds, closing my eyes and letting our encounter replay in my head. I hope like hell I wasn’t too rough, but at least I know she was aroused. Wet as fuck. Washing up, all I can think of is getting back to her.
Back in the bedroom, she’s moved to a reclined position against my pillows. And— I blink, trying to make sense of what I’m seeing.Fuck me.How insanely hot does she look with my purple football jersey on and nothing else? A smile stretches my cheeks, and upon seeing it, she releases her lip from between her teeth where it’d been caught.
“Is this okay?”
I rub my hand over my cheek, blinking a few more times to make sure that orgasm didn’t fuck with my head. “You? In my jersey? Fuck, yes. I have more. You should keep that one and wear it all the damn time.” I close the distance between us, lean down, bracing one hand on the mattress, and kiss her softly. She touches my cheek, almost experimentally with her fingers, as I groan and slide my tongue into her mouth. When we finally come up for air, I rasp, “You’re so fucking sexy.” Then, glancing down at the warm dampened washcloth that I’d brought with me, I hold it up. “Um. I thought maybe… uh… I thought this might help—” I hesitate as I squat down at the side of the bed.
