I pushed until I was at the next knuckle. This time, I moved my finger, curved it to rub against him, then I went deeper, doing the same. I moved this way and that until I found the spot that had him crying out and his back arching off the bed.
24
FOREST
Oh my god, what was he doing to me? He was trying to kill me. That was the only explanation. Nothing had ever felt this good. How did I have this spot in me and not know how amazing it was?
I couldn’t talk. All I could do was gasp and thrash, moan and whimper. It was too much and not enough.
Then he added a second finger, and I moved for a different reason. “Holy fuck,” I bit out. This was pain.
“We don’t have to keep going,” he reminded me.
“I didn’t come this far to give up.” I’d be damned if Sheldon put two fingers in me and I didn’t get to experience him fucking me.
He took his time, pushing in slowly and retreating the same. I wasn’t sure how many minutes went by before he told me he was adding a third.
My hand went to my mouth as I bit my fist to keep from being even louder. The pleasure was completely gone. I lived in the world of torment and not in a good way.
“Why do people like this?” I asked, my voice strained.
“We can stop.”
“Hell no.” I didn’t care if tears ran down my cheeks. I was doing this.
And I did. Slowly, the pain began to recede as Sheldon stretched me, added more lube as necessary, and spoke to me in a soothing voice. He had the kind of timbre that should narrate books or podcasts for a living. I could listen to him all day.
My eyes blinked open, and I latched on to the man my heart beat for.
“There you are,” he said with a smile that spoke of things unsaid, words I felt so strongly. The fact he only gave them to me made me warm inside. “Doing okay?”
I nodded. “Much better.”
“Tell me what you want to do next.”
“I need you in me.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah.”
He leaned to the side to open the nightstand drawer, but I stopped him. “We don’t need it. I never go bare and get tested regularly.”
“Same, but are you certain?”
“I want to feel all of you.”
“God, beautiful, you do me in with your words and trust.”
Sheldon grabbed the lube to slick himself. I watched with rapt attention as he slid his hand up and down his dick. Then he added more lube to me, pushing it inside. “It’s going to hurt again, but I’ll do everything I can to make you feel good.”
“I know.”
If there was one thing I was certain of, it was Sheldon wouldn’t hurt me. This wasn’t the same kind of hurt he could do to my heart. This would be painful, but it would fade.
He positioned himself over me, his gorgeous eyes looking in mine. “Hi.”
“Hi.”
