“No, let me hear you.” His voice is as grainy as the sand on the beach. “I want to hear every single sound you make when I touch you.”
He thumbs my nipples, pinching them into hard buds. I buck beneath him, but with him pinning my hips down, there’s not much wiggle room.
“That feel good?”
“Yes,” I moan. Everything he does always feels so good. And I want to feel thateverywhere.
He lifts up enough to be able to quickly remove my shorts and underwear, until I’m completely naked sprawled in front of him. I rub my thighs together, wetness already pooling between them.
My skin warms as he covers his body with mine once more. His hand slips between us while his knee gently parts my thighs, and I jump when his fingers brush my core, surprise and pleasure sparking in twin flames.
He kisses me feverishly as his fingers swirl my wetness around my clit, working me up quickly. I thrust up, meeting his movements, moaning against his lips.
All the blood rushes to my core as he flicksmy clit back and forth. The familiar building sensation swirls low in my stomach, warm and electric.
I clutch his shoulders as his fingers send me crashing over the edge while he swallows my cries.
“Something to warm you up,” he whispers, breaking our kiss. I relax into the bed with a satisfied sigh. There’s no nervousness left to be found. Any hesitation I ever had leading up to this moment is wiped away as he rolls a condom over his hard cock. The knowledge that soon he’s going to be inside of me, breaking that final barrier, washes over me in a calming wave.
His eyes shine with sincerity as he braces himself over me. “Tell me if you need me to stop.”
“I won’t.” I’m ready for this. I’ll welcome the pain because I know with him it won’t last.
He brushes the hair back from my forehead with one hand, positioning his cock at my entrance with the other. I’m wet from my orgasm and muscles relaxed from the pleasure.
I’m as ready as I’ll ever be.
And so fucking happy it’s him.
His tip prods my entrance. With a devastatingly slow push, he slips the tip inside of me, allowing me to stretch around him, the burn instant.
I bite the inside of my cheek in a sad attempt to stifle the whimper that threatens to slip free. Reid pulls back slightly, jaw razor sharp, before slipping in a little further. “You okay?”
I nod, because if I try to speak, I know my voice will waver. And I don’t want him to stop.
His lips find mine, distracting from the aching stretch as he continues to fill me. But when he hits something, my entire body seizes.
“Fuck,” I whimper, unable to stop it this time.
Concern shines over Reid’s face as he stares down at me, one hand cupping my cheek. “I’m sorry.”
“Just do it,” I tell him. I know it has to happen, and I trust him. I know he’s trying to go slow for my sake, but right now, I just want him to fill me completely. Shred that last barrier.
Get through the pain so I can find the pleasure.
“Are you sure?”
I lift my head off the pillow to capture his mouth, pulling his lip between my teeth. I nip at it and Reid’s fist clenches against my face.
He understands my approval, and a moment later his hips pull back slightly, before driving forward all the way.
I cry out against his mouth and he swallows my pain. Our hips sit flush with each other, but he doesn’t move, just lets me ride out the sensation around him.
It hurts, yes, but the full feeling of him seated inside of me overwhelms it. The knowledge that there’s nothing left between us.
It’s just him and me.
My pussy continues to try to stretch around him, but the longer he stays still, the more it aches. I shift my hips slightly, testing the movement.
