“Am I hurting you? Shit, I should’ve known you weren’t ready yet.”
“No, no please, it doesn’t hurt. Just give me a sec, okay?”
I brushed her hair from her face.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes… it’s just… you’re…”
“I’m what?”
“So big.”
I bit my lip to keep from grinning.
“Oh, you’ve barely felt me yet, Avery. Did you forget what I told you?”
She shook her head.
“Mmm, say it.”
“You said I want you to give it to me deeper and harder than I’ve ever had before.”
Fuck. If I wasn’t so concerned about hurting her, I’d have slammed into her up to the hilt.
“That’s right… Now, we’re not going to talk anymore. I want to fuck you and I’d much rather hear you moaning and crying out my name.”
She squirmed beneath me. Fuck. She was so innocent. Her hands curled around my back. I took it as a sign she was ready. I thrust into her a little further before I pulled back. I fucked her with slow, shallow thrusts, only giving her as much as I thought she could take.
Her pussy was the tightest I’d ever felt. So fucking wet. She gripped me, pulsating with heat.
Her eyes were wild with desire, pleasure. Her lips parted as she breathed out small pants and moans. The sweetest fucking sounds I’d ever heard. And I fucking needed more. I thrust deeper, harder and her moans got louder.
“Aiden, fuck, please, I want all of you,” she cried out.
Her wish was my command. I gripped one of her hips as an anchor. I pressed deeper. Her pussy. Fuck. She was so tight, it was almost fucking agony. I could feel her stretching, trying to accommodate the intrusion of my cock.
“Fucking hell, you’re like a fucking vice.”
“Aiden, please, I need it.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Don’t stop. You feel so good. I want this. I want you so much.”
Her words spurred me on. I pressed harder, breaking through the last of her resistance and seated myself fully inside her. She felt like nothing else. Her moan, a mixture of pleasure and pain almost fucking broke me. How could she want this when it was clearly hurting her?
“Avery…”
“Fuck me, Aiden,” she moaned, her eyes flying open. “Fuck me hard.”
Well fuck.
I pulled back and thrust into her, setting a steady rhythm. She gripped my back, staring up at me with those fucking doe eyes. Only her doe eyes spoke of lust, need, desire and pleasure.
I captured her mouth again, kissing her without mercy. My fingers entwined with hers as I rode her harder.
No one fucking told me it would feel this fucking amazing. Fucking her was ecstasy. She moulded to me perfectly, her body so in sync with mine. With her, my need to restrain and control disappeared. She was so pliant, so fucking perfect, I didn’t need any of it. I already had her submission and that was enough right then.