Page 181 of Small Town Firsts
He grabbed my ankle and widened my legs before fitting his shoulders between my thighs. “Oh, there’s no way we’re going fast.” He grinned up at me and I was relieved to see the thrill in his eyes again.
Challenge accepted.
I could see the change building inside of him. I was pretty sure I was in a lot of damn trouble.
When he lowered his head, and slipped two fingers along my slit, I fell back against the pillows with a groan.
He looked up from between my thighs. “Let’s just make sure you’re ready for me. Now that I know I need to be a little more careful.”
“Not too careful.”
“It’s not supposed to hurt.”
“How many virgins have you deflowered, buddy?”
He twirled his tongue around my clit. “Just one.”
When I tensed, he grinned. “This one.”
“Oh.”
“So it’s technically a first time for both of us.” He rolled his hips into the mattress and I was suddenly very jealous of the high thread count sheets and his cotton underwear.
I wanted him to roll those hips against me, dammit.
“I’m a big guy. I’m used to having to get a woman ready for me.”
“Oh, that’s very kind of you.”
He grinned then dragged the flat of his tongue over my center. “Jealous?”
“How would you like it if I was talking about another cock inside me right now?”
His nostrils flared again. “I’ll be the only one inside this pussy from now on.”
“You don’t own me or my pussy.”
He dragged in a breath and slipped those two fingers in farther. I arched under him and groaned when he stretched me further. He went at my clit like a man possessed. I slapped the mattress and bowed up and pushed pillows out of the way as he drove me up and through another orgasm.
Not sweetly.
No, I’d asked for the sweet Seth to step aside and it seemed like that was exactly what I was getting.
Part of me wanted to tweak the demon out again, but I couldn’t quite breathe yet. The lights of the bedroom were sparking and my thighs wouldn’t stop quivering.
“Mine,” he muttered and went in for another round.
I was weak and my elbow collapsed beneath me as I giggled my way through the band of hysteria around my chest. How many orgasms were too many?
He blew over my clit and I shuddered and tried to roll away from him. “Seth, please.”
“I like when you say that word.”
“Don’t get used to it.”
He inched up my body finally and settled his hips between my thighs. He pressed his cock against my pussy and I cried out. Christ, I might just come from that little touch.
Every nerve ending was firing and my synapses had crossed and recrossed until I was so wrung out, I was ready to flip him over and take care of things myself.
