Page 26 of Torn
Chapter Fourteen
Becca
An intense heat was building in between my legs. I'm not sure how much more I could take. He's been so great. He took his time, and everything he did felt so amazing. He leans down and begins to kiss me again. God, I can get so lost in him. He starts to work his way into me, before pulling back and looking at me. "I know this is gonna hurt you, and I'm sorry, but it won't last for long. He kisses me and then thrusts all the way into me at the same time. I gasp from the fullness, and he stills.
“Are you okay?”
I nod my head. "Yes." He leans down to kiss me but still doesn't move. The ache is only intensifying now that he is inside me. I lift my hips to try to get him to move, and he moans. I do it again, making it clear what I want from him.
He lets out a loud groan, “Becca, you’re so fucking tight, you keep doing that this will be over before it even starts.”
“Please, I’m ready.”
He gets the message and begins thrusting into me, filling me with all of him. He is going so slow and being so tender with me.
“God, you are so fucking tight.”
“Go faster, Storm, please!”
He picks up the pace, and I start meeting him thrust for thrust. My head is spinning, and I am getting lightheaded from the feeling of him moving inside me. I feel myself begin to tighten around him. I know what is coming, but I'm not ready for the intensity of it. "Storm! Oh god!"
I am spiraling down when he thrusts into me a couple more times, then buries his head in my shoulder and finds his own release. “Fuck, Angel!”
I open my eyes to see him watching me. His green eyes are brighter than I've ever seen them before. We just stay there like that for a few minutes. When he pulls out of me, I instantly miss him. He throws on a pair of shorts and the walks out of the room coming back after a few minutes with a washcloth in his hand. I move to take it from him, but he shakes his head.
"I'll take care of you, babe." He slides it over me, and I jump from the cold water and the fact that I'm tender. He's so gentle with me; it reinforces that I made the right decision asking him to be my first tonight. I wanted us to have this night without anything else interfering.
He lays back down next to me once he’s done, pulling me against his chest.
I drift off to sleep knowing that whatever happens, we can make it through.
***
When I wake up, the next morning Storm is already out of bed. I throw some clothes on and go looking for him. I find him in the main room, and it's already really crowded in here. He pulls me to him planting a kiss on my mouth. "Morning, you sleep okay?"
I shrug, “ better if you were there when I woke up.”
"Sorry babe. We have stuff happening here. We need to leave for a little bit around twelve-thirty today, okay?" He looks down at me, and I feel like he isn't telling me the whole story.
I choose not to ask and try to force it out of him. "Okay, I'll be ready."
“I have to go deal with some stuff. You going to be okay until then?” he looks down at me.
“Yea, I’ll be fine.” He bends down kissing me once more.
“Hey, how you holding up?” Lucy walks up to me.
“Okay, it’s all just happening really fast.” I shrug feeling almost crazy for the way everything has happened.
“Yea, that’s usually the way it happens with these boys.” She laughs and shakes her head.
"How did you meet…" I realize I don't know who she is with.
“Around here they call him Whip, I still call him Jordan. Our story is a little crazy, but I’m sure it will get told a bunch of times while you’re here. Everyone has a story as to what brought them together. I’ll tell you one thing though, once these guys choose you that’s it. They love hard and fast. I’m sure you’re already noticing that though. Want to grab some breakfast?” she nods her head to another room.
"Sure," I follow her into the kitchen and the rest of the girls are in there. We spend the morning talking, and they all end up telling me their stories. Being here feels like being part of a family I never knew I wanted.
“Babe, you ready?” Storm walks into the kitchen.
