“So full. It hurt when you first pushed in, but that secondthrust didn’t hurt as much. I don’t think any of my research truly encapsulated what this sensation would feel like. It’s just overwhelming. I don’t know how to describe it.”
“I know,” he assures me, placing my hand on his rapidly beating heart as he rubs his forehead against mine. It fills me with comfort knowing I’m not alone in this, that he might be feeling everything I’m feeling too. “Are you okay?”
“More than okay,” I assure him. “Can I…can I try something?”
“Honey, you can do anything you want right now. I’m at your mercy,” he whispers against my skin, kissing my forehead.
“Don’t move,” I beg as I glide my hands up his chest, tracing the lines of his tattoos to ground myself. My touch is feather-light and I marvel as goosebumps break out on his skin and his breathing picks up. Ever so slowly, I begin rocking my hips against him.
“Fuck,” he rasps. I can tell he wants to move, but it feels too good having this kind of control over him, as brief as it may be.
“I like this.” I whine, rocking my hips a little faster. “It doesn’t feel like anything I’ve ever felt before. Your tongue, your fingers, your…” I trail off, suddenly shy.
“Say it. Say ‘cock’ for me, pet.”
I swallow the nerves and continue. “Your cock. It all feels different. I don’t know which one I like best. But it doesn’t hurt anymore.” My hips move faster. “I think I want you to move.”
“Are you sure?” His eyes are full of concern. “I’m only halfway in.”
I grip his cheeks, forcing him to see my sincerity. “I need you to fuck me, John. I need you to move, fill me up, make me come, make me yours. Please, John.”
“Fuck, I’m yours. I’ll do anything you want.” He grabs my face, kissing me hard as he takes over, pushing all the way in. The stretch feels so good, the burn nearly gone as he pumps inand out slowly building up speed as he sucks on my bottom lip, pulling on it hard before dragging it between his teeth. “I’m going to embarrass myself with how quick you’re going to make me come. You fucking own me, pet. I need you to come on my cock. Choke me with that perfect cunt.”
He slides a hand against my clit as he rubs it in quick circles. I’m not even sure his efforts are necessary since my orgasm hits seconds later, overwhelming me with its intensity. I can feel my walls clamping around his length as my clit throbs against his hand. “Fuck! John!”
“Yes, fuck, Emma. Oh fuuuuck,” he growls against my lips, as his hips still and I feel his cock twitch in me, a warmth filling me up everywhere. His eyes are locked on mine and I’m stunned by the emotion I see there. He’s looking at me with so much affection, so much adoration. Like this means everything to him. He almost looks like he loves me.
CHAPTER 31
EMMA
“Idid it!” I squeal as soon as Ella’s sleepy face appears on my phone.
“Did what? You are way too chipper this early in the morning.” She yawns, propping her phone on a pillow as she pulls her covers back up to her chin.
“Do you have your earbuds in?”
“Hold on.” She moves out of frame, and there’s rustling around before she’s settled again, earbuds in place. “What’s so important that you needed to wake me up this early, Em?”
“I had sex,” I say softly.
Ella shoots straight up and grabs the phone, moving closer to the screen like she’s examining me. “Are you fucking with me?”
“No, I actually did it.”
“Did Dommy Batman take your V-card?”
I giggle at her nickname for him. “Daddy Dom, Professor A-hole…” I trail off, teasing her on purpose.
“Youhad a threesome? Oh my God, tell me everything!”
“It wasn’t athreesome,” I tease, hoping she’ll figure it out.
“I’m not following.”
“Daddy DomisProfessor A-hole. His name is John, remember?”
“Holy fucking shit, I knew it!”
