Page 6 of Wild Hearts

CHAPTER THREE

Wren

ISHIVER AND PULL MYdoona over me as Brady gets up from my bed and walks over to his overnight bag. I’m still on cloud nine from the explosive orgasm he managed to give me with only his tongue, but I meant what I said: I want him.

I want all of him.

I hadn’t planned on losing my virginity to him this weekend, but I’d also known it was a possibility. I’ve been in love with him for years.

Brady stands up and walks back toward me, a foil packet in his hand. My gaze washes down his naked, muscular chest to the straining bulge in his pants. My tongue darts out to moisten my lips. I’ve never seen a naked boy before, and the anticipation in my stomach is mixing with the throbbing of my core.

His hands move to his zipper, but he hesitates and I bring my eyes up to meet his.

“It’s okay,” I tell him.

That’s all it takes. He quickly shucks his jeans, kicking them to the side. I sit up and hook my fingers in the waistband of his boxers and suck in a deep breath before pulling them down.

His cock springs forward, long and thick with a glistening head.

That’s going to fit inside me?!

He fists his shaft and gives himself two slow pulls, watching my face the entire time.

I take the foil packet from his other hand and rip it open with my teeth. My hand shakes as I reach over to grasp his length, and it twitches in response to my touch. Guiding my hand, Brady helps me roll the condom on before he lifts the blanket and slides into the bed beside me.

I roll on my side to face him as his hand cups my cheek. “This might hurt a little,” he says, brushing his lips over mine. “If you want me to stop, all you have to do is tell me.”

I can only answer with a nod.

“Before we do this, I just want to tell you something.” My heart hammers in my chest as his green eyes bore into mine. “I love you, Rookie. I don’t expect you to say anything, but I wanted you to know.”

Before I can respond, he leans forward and captures my mouth with his, his tongue slipping between my lips and dancing with mine. His fingers leave a tingling sensation on my skin as they trail down my body until they find my slick entrance. He starts with one finger, pumping it into me slowly as his tongue licks into my mouth, but soon he adds another, and I gasp at the feeling of my body being stretched.

I feel the build up of another orgasm, but before I can float over the edge of oblivion, his fingers are gone and I let out a small whimper at the empty feeling. He rolls on top of me, resting his weight on one side as he takes his pulsating cock in his hand and swipes it along my entrance, covering it in my arousal.

Brady rests his forehead against mine and murmurs, “Remember, you can tell me to stop.”

Bringing our lips back together, I reach down between us and guide him back to my entrance, wincing a little as he pushes into me.

“You need to relax, baby,” he whispers into my ear, nuzzling into the crook of my neck.

There’s a slight stinging pain as he pushes in a little further.

“Breathe, Rookie,” Brady murmurs pressing sweet kisses against my sweaty skin.

I do as he says, and with another painful stretch, he’s fully seated inside me. His lips return to mine as he gives me time to adjust.

“Are you okay?” he asks.

I nod, my bottom lip fixed between my teeth.

“Are you ready for me to move?”

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