Her hands find their way back to her breasts. She’s dripping, pussy engorged and leaking onto the bed.
I kiss her face and rub the head of my dick against her entrance. A shiver shoots down my back. “You have no idea how long I’ve waited to love you,” I whisper, my eyes fixed on hers.
Miriam reaches up to caress my cheek. I peck the inside of her wrist through slow breaths in an effort to calm down my heart, which is thundering behind my rib cage.
“Are you nervous?” I ask.
Her smile is shy. “A little.”
“Me too.”
Our kiss is gentle, a vow we make without words.
“Go slow, please,” she murmurs.
“I will.”
I drop a kiss to her forehead, unsure how long I’ll last.
“You’re shaking, Antonio.”
“I can’t believe this is happening,” I admit through a ragged breath. My eyes close, and I shake my head. “You’re my first crush.”
“I am?”
“My first love too, Doe.”
I kiss her again and slowly push into her. My back tenses at the grip, strangling my dick with every inch I take. She pulls her lips from mine in a gasp.
“You okay, baby?” Beads of sweat form across my brow. It’s taking every ounce of strength I have not to move too fast or nut too quickly. Fuck, she’s tight.
“It feels like you’re splitting me in two,” she moans.
I freeze. “Want me to stop?”
Her eyes snap to mine. “Don’t you fucking dare.”
I snicker and thrust deeper. Miriam’s eyes are closed, but mine are on hers, looking for any signs of discomfort. Tension eases into euphoria. The frown between her brows softens, and her lips part.
“Look at me, baby.” I kiss her collarbone and roll my hips. “I love you.”
She smiles, tears forming. “I love you too.”
I keep my pace slow, swiveling into her spot, which I knock on repeat. My lips close over a nipple as I drive deeper. Miriam lifts to meet my mouth, her breath skating over my face in a chant. I raise her thighs and thrust until my dick is kissing her back wall.
Watching Miriam come undone is ecstasy. My hips jerk, and I hold her in place in a slow release.
She’s a dream come true. One I won’t give up without a fight.
Chapter 43
Antonio
Tonight is a redo of our first date, an opportunity to prove to myself and Miriam that we can be in the same room without my tongue or dick buried inside her. I promised to take things slow, only to reenact interpretive dance moves while folding her into different positions. Miriam did initiate what became a three-day marathon of waxing her cheeks, but I don’t want her assuming she’s like the women in my past.
I want more than sex with her. I want it all.
She asked me to surprise her tonight, which left me stumped and out of options. There was dinner, but restaurants with Resurrection Sunday linens are a hard no for both of us. A quiet night on her couch with a baking show or at my place with video games would lead to fucking. The botanical garden came to mind. So did catching a movie, with minimal fondling.
