Oh, she liked.
Very much.
Thenitwas upon her, theither body had been reaching for, and she suddenly understood what this act was about and why people risked all to experience it.
She fell over an edge and tumbled headlong into a cluster of bliss she’d had no notion of as her body clenched and held for both the longest and shortest moment in the history of time. Then her body released in quivers that tremored through her, shot lightning into her veins.
His finger slid from her, and she mewled a tiny cry of protest. His voice rough velvet, he said, “I think you’re ready.”
He unbuttoned his trousers, and his manhood pressed against her sex. She glanced at its rigid length, thick and ready, and experienced a wave of raw lust. She wanted him, every last inch of him, inside her,now. He pushed at the slit of her sex, and her hips lifted to receive him, guided by instinct.
“So wet,” he whispered, the hot, dirty words only increasing her lust.
He was so . . .big. She gave a cry of frustration as her hands found and clutched his tensed buttocks. She wanted himnow, didn’t he understand?
His smile said he knew, and he wasn’t going to give her what she wanted.
He would give her what sheneeded.
His body angled forward, his delicious weight pressing into her, his cock hard and ready at the opening of her sex.
He’d only begun to enter when he went still as stone. Unsettled eyes met hers. “Bloody hell.We must stop. You’re a—”
She pressed light fingertips to his mouth. “Shh.”
If he finished that sentence,theywould be finished.
And she wasn’t done. “Not for much longer.”
Her body adjusting to the thick feel of him, she wrapped her legs around his waist. His body trembled.
A storm gathered in his eyes. “I can’t think when you do that.”
“When I do what?” She squeezed her thighs.
The storm in his eyes hadn’t abated, but the hunger in them expanded.
He wanted her, and she would have him.
“We are here, now. Ineedyou.”
Unnamable emotion flickered in his gaze. One hand slid beneath her and cupped her bottom, in the process tilting her hips up. “Are you certain?”
She nodded, never more certain of anything in her life.
With a single, swift thrust, he entered her fully, and she cried out in a combination of pleasure and pain.
He’d pierced her maidenhead.
She gave her hips a shallow swivel as she adjusted to the feel of him. Already, the pleasure outweighed the pain.
He tucked his thumb beneath her chin, forcing her to meet his eyes. “We are going to slow down.”
“But—”
He pressed his mouth to hers, inhaling her protest that she didn’t want slow, and gave her what she needed with a deliberate thrust of his hips.
“Oh,” she moaned. How had she doubted him?
