I nearly sobbed with relief.“I need to come, but I can’t!”
He gave me a startled laugh but held my hips still.“I can help with that, but I’m gonna need a second.Otherwise, I’m gonna come before you and that ain’t fuckin’ happening.”
I smiled down at him.“I should probably be embarrassed and maybe that will come later.But I…” I bit my lip as I trailed off.“OK, maybe I am embarrassed.”
Tiny pulled me back down for another slow, gentle kiss.One filled with longing and hunger to match my own.“How many times has a man actually made you come?And don’t tell me you don’t know because I know you do.”
I narrowed my gaze at him.“None.”
“There’s a lot we’ve got to talk about.Probably should have before we started this.But I swear, I’ll do everything in my power to make this good for you.”
“Then do it.Because I feel like there’s something inside me trying to explode, and if it doesn’t, I think I’ll die!”
With careful movements, he rolled us over, keeping us joined.He supported his weight on his forearms, his massive body caging me in without crushing me.I expected to feel trapped, to feel the familiar panic rise, but it didn’t come.Instead, I felt… settled somehow.I sighed in relief because I could tell the instant he felt me relax.He got a soft look on his face and he settled more of his weight on me.
“You good?”
I smiled up at him, hoping he could see the wonder on my face.“I’ve never been better in my life.”
He lowered his face to mine again and kissed me as he began to move.He was careful at first, thrusts measured as he sweated above me.It was obvious he needed more, that he was desperately trying to hold himself back.Whether to keep from hurting me or to keep from coming, I had no idea.But I appreciated his restraint more than I could express.
Once I relaxed Tiny leaned down and kissed me again.“Tell me if you need me to slow down or stop.OK?I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Of all the things I have to worry about, Tiny, you hurting me is not even in the top fifty.”
“Good.Hang on.”His movements quickened to deep, commanding thrusts that made me gasp.His movements were controlled, deliberate.He watched my face intently, adjusting his angle when I moaned.“You feel so fuckin’ good,” he murmured, his beard brushing against my neck as he lowered his head to kiss my throat.“So fuckin’ perfect.”
I wrapped my legs around his waist, drawing him deeper.I explored the broad expanse of his back, feeling the muscles flex with each movement.The contrast between us was striking.I wasn’t exactly a small woman, but Tiny absolutely dwarfed me in size.No one was getting around Tiny to either me or the girls unless he let them.And he wasn’t letting anyone near us who meant us harm.Including Andy.
My hypervigilance, the constant alertness that had been my companion for years, began to melt away.For the first time in longer than I could remember, I wasn’t bracing for pain, wasn’t watching for warning signs.I was simply here, present in my body, feeling without fear.And, oh, my God, I felt so fucking good right now.
The realization brought tears to my eyes, not of sadness but of relief.Tiny noticed immediately, his movements stilling.“Penny?Did I hurt you?”
I shook my head, cupping his face in my hands.“No,” I whispered.“Just the opposite.Please don’t stop.”
He grunted his approval and kissed me deeply, resuming his movements.His powerful body moved with mine in perfect harmony, building toward something I could feel approaching like a storm on the horizon.I surrendered to it completely, to him, to us, to this moment.And for the first time ever, surrender felt like freedom.
Tiny’s movements grew more urgent, his hips driving forward with increasing power.Despite the growing intensity, his touch remained gentle, his eyes locked on mine as if constantly checking that I was still with him, still wanting this.The contrast of his restraint and his obvious need was intoxicating.
“Faster,” I whispered, my hands sliding down to grip his hips, urging him on.My body arched beneath him, seeking more of the pleasure he was giving me.“Please, Tiny.More.Take what you need because I’m gonna come.”
He responded immediately, adjusting his rhythm to match my demand.His breathing grew heavier, hot against my neck where he pressed his face.“God, Penny,” he murmured, the words vibrating against my skin.“How the fuck have I survived without you in my life for so fuckin’ long?”
The heat between us built with each movement, my skin slick with sweat.His too.I gasped, my fingers digging into the solid muscle of his shoulders.
“Yes,” I breathed, my voice barely audible over the sound of our ragged breathing and the rustle of sheets beneath us.“Now, Tiny.Now!”
His rhythm changed, each thrust hitting exactly where I needed him.One of his massive hands slid between us, finding my clit with surprising ease.The dual sensation was almost too much.
“I’ve got you,” he murmured, his voice a deep rumble that I felt as much as heard.“Come for me, honey.I’ve got you.”
My body responded to his command without my permission.The building tension in my belly had my muscles tightening around him.I was dimly aware of the sounds I was making, of the breathy moans and half-formed pleas, but I was beyond caring.The world had narrowed to just this man, just this building wave of pleasure threatening to crash over me.
“Open your eyes,” Tiny whispered.“Look at me when you come.Know who’s giving you this.”
I hadn’t realized I’d closed them.I forced my eyes open to find him watching me with such intense focus, such overwhelming tenderness that it almost pushed me over the edge instantly.His pupils were dilated, his breathing harsh, his movements becoming less controlled as he neared his own release.
“You’re beautiful,” he said, his voice strained.“So beautiful, Penny.”
