Page 53 of Accepting Love

I writhe as my channel pulses around nothing. It feels good but it leaves me wanting more. “Please,” I beg.

He leans over and kisses me as he eases off my clit. “Would you like to be on top so you can control how much of me you take and how fast?”

I shake my head. Definitely not. “You do it, Daddy.” I manage to lift my hands finally, and I boldly bring them to his erection as I lower my gaze.

His shaft is much softer than I expected. It’s hard as a rock but smooth.

He lets me explore for a minute and then eases my hand away with fingers around my wrist. “You can play another time. I want to come inside you.”

I nod as he lifts my hand over my head.

Suddenly, his expression changes. He winces.

“What?”

“Condoms. They’re in the other room.”

“I’m on birth control,” I inform him.

He hesitates, holding my gaze. “Normally I would insist. No one should have sex with a new partner without a condom. I’ve never once been inside a woman bare, angel.”

I smile. At least I get one of his firsts.

“I haven’t been with anyone in a long time, and I’ve been tested.” He lowers his body over mine, finally covering me with the pressure and weight of his frame. “Are you sure? I can walk across the hall.”

I shake my head. “This way it will be special for you too.”

His brows shoot up. “Carolina, this is going to be the most special moment of my life, hands down, condom or no condom. Having sex with you will not compare to anyone I’ve ever been with because I’ve never been so emotionally invested in a partner before. I’ve never known with certainty she was mine for life. I’ve never felt even one tenth of what I feel just being in the same room with you.”

I bite my lip.

“Special won’t begin to describe this gift you’re giving me. Not even close. If you have any hesitation about taking me bare, I’ll go get the condom right now.”

“No. I want you. Just you. No barrier.” I grab his hip.

He lines his erection up with my entrance, but doesn’t push inside. Instead he slides the tip back and forth through my folds. Precome has coated the head of his shaft, and he’s rubbing it on me. It’s so erotic.

I lift my hips. I want more. I want him inside me like I’ve never wanted anything before.

“I’ll take it slow, angel, but it’s going to be tight. The pressure will be intense at first, but I promise it will ease and then feel so good.”

I nod. I wish he would just do it. I’ve waited a lifetime for him. I’m tired of waiting.

Bracing himself with one elbow beside my head, he threads his fingers with mine and holds my hand tight.

I grip his hip with my other hand, willing him to enter me.

He continues to guide his shaft along my slit over and over before finally lodging at the entrance and inching forward.

I gasp at the pressure, and I’m pretty sure he’s only like a millimeter inside me.

His expression is tight, brows drawn. He looks like he’s in pain. I assume it’s restraint.

He lowers his forehead to mine, breathing heavily. “More, Little one?”

“More.”

He releases his hold on his shaft and pulls that arm up to rest on the other side of my head. His elbows are keeping him from letting his entire body weight crush me.

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