Page 95 of Shattered Skull

He climbed up my body, tasting my nipples before licking a path up to my neck. He fit his hips between my thighs, and the feel of his hard dick against me had me lifting my hips in search of penetration.

He pulled back and looked down at me, his eyes moving over my face as if it were the first time he was seeing me.

“Your first time should be special.”

Reaching down, I filled my hands with his perfect ass and pulled him into me.

“It is,” I said, leaning up and kissing his neck.

I wanted him. I didn’t want to wait anymore. I was so hot and ready my entrance had started clenching, and my clit was throbbing so hard it was becoming painful.

He hissed when I sucked the skin beneath his ear. “Fuck, Everly. I need you to tell me to stop.”

“That’s not going to happen. I want you, Aiken.”

He rested his forehead on my collarbone and exhaled.

“Fuck,” he muttered, battling with himself.

Then he moved his hips, lining his cockhead with my entrance before he pushed into me. I gasped at the sensation—the sting mixed with the rubbing of my ache. He looked me in the eye when he drove in deeper, and a crease formed between his brows like he was in pain.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

He chuckled breathlessly. “I’m pretty sure I’m supposed to be asking you that.”

“You look like you’re in pain,” I said.

“No. You feel so fucking amazing. I’m struggling not to pound into you hard and fast.”

I ran my fingers down his spine, and he shivered.

“Then do it.”

“I don’t want to hurt you. Fucking fast feels amazing, but I want you slow and deep. I want to feel every inch of your depth.”

I lifted my knees, and his body slipped in deeper.

If he didn’t move soon, I was going to lose my mind.

“I don’t care how you do it, just please move.”

He grinned down at me before he pulled out and thrust back into me. My mouth fell open, and a moan slipped out. He repeated the action, my stomach going tight with the sensation of his cock sliding against my sensitive canal.

His hips moved in perfect rhythm—slow and deep—stroking me inside while grinding against my clit just enough to help me peak. Each time he rocked into me, his jaw went tense, and masculine sounds poured from his plump lips.

“More,” I said, feeling myself getting close.

He angled his body, touching a new spot within me that made me growl in pleasure. He was good at sex and knew the female body well.

“Faster,” I begged, my body coming to life beneath him.

I was teetering on the brink, and I knew if he sped up, it would send me over the edge.

“Goddamn, baby. Your pussy feels good. You’re so fucking tight—soaked and sucking at my cock. If I go fast, I’m going to blow my load.”

His words only intensified the sensations moving through my body, and I found myself using the heels of my feet against the back of his thighs to pull him into me.

Sweat broke out over my body, and I tightened around him as my pussy swelled. I panted, my breath exploding from my body in quick spurts.

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