Page 23 of His to Unwrap
I can’t wait another second. I get myself lined up with her slick entrance and push inside. She’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before, hot wet silk squeezing me. “You’re so fucking tight,” I gasp, pushing harder.
“Big,” she gasps, shifting her hips, trying to adjust, to get used to the feeling.
I don’t let up. “You can take it,” I tell her, thrusting deeper, harder. “You’ll take all of me.”
“Yes,” she agrees, biting her lip. “I can. I don’t want you to hold back.”
There’s no question of that. She feels too fucking good to slow down, too good to restrain myself. All I can think is that I need more—need to feel more of her wrapped around me, need to feel more of the amazing clench of her cunt, need to get further inside her.
She lets me, taking every thrust I give her. Her back arches, hips tilting up to bring me even deeper. She’s moaning and whimpering, the sounds that drove me so crazy every time I watched her from a distance. But now those noises are in my ear, accompanied by her hot breath, her sweet whispered words.
So good, Roman.
Love this.
Love how you feel.
Please take me.
Make me yours.
She’s no longer an untouchable vision behind a glass wall. She’s real and warm and soft and mine. Mine to touch and kiss. Mine to hold down, to pin to the mattress. Mine to fuck. Mine to own.
It’s too much.
I go up onto my knees, barely pausing in the snapping of my hips, and grab a pillow to wedge under her ass. She whimpers as it presses against her still-stinging skin and I can’t help but grin wickedly. “I like that you’re still sore,” I tell her, grabbing her hips to give myself better leverage to pound into her. “I can’t wait to see how sore I can make you with my paddle.”
She moans like it’s the best thing she’s ever heard, and a rush of euphoria goes through me. She’s so fucking perfect for me. My sweet submissive who not only doesn’t mind my rough, dominating side—she craves it. Needs it just as badly as I do.
The realization, the connection I feel, brings the experience to another level. “It’s like you were made for me,” I say in wonder, staring down at her. “Just for me.”
“I’m yours,” she agrees, and it’s enough to send heat shooting up my spine. My balls draw tight, my orgasm too close to fight off.
I bring my thumb to her clit, rubbing in quick circles. “If you’re mine, you’ll do as I say.”
She nods eagerly, her eyes bright, cheeks pink. Her perfect tits bounce every time I thrust into her. So fucking gorgeous.
“Then I want you to come for me,” I demand, circling faster. “Come now, Noelle.”
And perfect submissive that she is, she obeys. Feeling her velvety walls clench down around me, seeing the look of pure bliss wash over her face—it’s all too much. I manage to ride out her release, keeping up the pressure on her clit, but the secondI sense her coming down, I collapse on top of her, my thrusts growing erratic as I chase my own orgasm.
“You’re mine, too, you know,” she murmurs in my ear, her voice sweet and satisfied. “I love you, Roman.”
That’s all it takes. I come harder than I ever have in my life, my mind whiting out with pleasure like I’ve never known. Eventually I gain enough consciousness to remember that I’m coming inside her unprotected pussy, that I could be putting a baby in her right now, and my orgasm gets a second wind, making me shudder on top of her, her name a roar dragged from my lips.
It’s a long moment before either of us manage to speak. “I kissed you,” I finally slur against her shoulder. “That means you have to move in.”
She laughs, still breathless, and I manage to roll off her, pulling her immediately to my chest. I don’t want an inch between us. Not ever again.
“Tomorrow,” I continue. “I’ll hire someone to get all your stuff.”
“I’ve never even been to your house,” she points out.
“Well, you’ll have plenty of time to get comfortable there. I plan to keep you naked until New Year. At least.”
She giggles, burrowing into me, and my heart feels so full it’s actually frightening.
I still have my doubts—not in her, fuck no. Not even in us. But I doubt myself, doubt my ability to be as open as she deserves. I’ll fucking try, though. I’ll try every damn day. Now that I’ve had her, there’s no going back. I’m going to work my ass off to take care of her, to make her laugh, to give her everything she needs.
