She looks wrecked in the best way. Her wet hair is tumbled all over. Her lips are damp and dark from the way she was sucking me off.
But it’s probably the look of delight—like she can’t quite believe what’s happening that hits me the hardest.
I brush a thumb across her cheek, my mind reeling over what’s about to happen.
“Right here, angel,” I murmur. “You and me.”
I reach over to the breakfast tray for the condom I placed there earlier. In case we took it to this point, I wanted her safe.
Holding it between two fingers, I let the question hang between us.
“Tell me what you want,” I say, dead serious. “We can use this. We can go as far as you want. Or we can slow down. It’s your call, sweetheart.”
Her fingers curl into my shoulders, tightening.
“You,” she whispers. “I want you. This. All of it. I need for you to love me, Saint.”
My chest tightens, the emotions there behind my bones both fierce and tender all at once.
“You want me to use protection?”
“Yes.”
“Copy that.” Eyes locked on her, I rip the package open with my teeth. “Help me roll this on.”
She does, her focus absolute as she rolls the latex down over the veiny ridges of my shaft.
“Wow, this feels real,” she says, flipping her gaze up to my face once I’m covered.
The way she looks at me. All excitement, and trust makes me drag in a tight breath.Don’t fuck this up, Spence.
“As real as it gets,” I rasp. “I wanted you to be sure. Didn’t want us to rush into anything that might frighten you.”
With a sweet smile, she lifts her hips, shifting forward as my hands curve around her thighs. “I’m ready,” she says, husky, never looking away from me.
Oh.Fuck. A cord snaps inside my abs, locking them up tight as she seats my cock’s head against her entrance.
“Will you fit?” she asks breathily.
“You’ll take me perfectly,” I say darkly, holding my growl in.
When I move my thumb to her clit she jolts. “That’s it, babe, feel me touching you. Relax and let my cock come home.”
“Ohhhh…” she whimpers as I rock her forward, wrapping my arm around her back until I’ve got the base of her neck in my hand.
“That feels good,” she grinds against my thumb, her pussy relaxing more around me.
“Let me in,” I growl through clenched teeth. “Fuck, honey. Let me into that heaven.”
“Yes, yes!” Her mouth falls open, her body softening in my hold as I finally make some progress.
“You’re driving this show, sweetheart. Move when you’re ready?”
“Oh, god.Me?”
I shift my hands to her hips. “You can grind on me like this, and your clit will rub against my base.”
With sweat already beading on my chest from restraint, I show her how to rock back and forth.
