“I’ll take speechless as a compliment,” he grinned.Thumbs hooked the waistband of her panties and he lowered them slowly over her hips and down her legs, pausing here and there to kiss the skin he’d uncovered.When she was totally naked, Dred climbed onto the bed, and pulled her next to him.It was the first time she’d ever felt skin against skin like this.It was heaven, and yet frightening as hell, the intimacy equally suffocating and liberating.
Dred’s hand roamed all over her body, sweeping the curve of her hip, between the cheeks of her butt, the crease of her thigh.His lips consumed her whole.Feeling too much like a passive observer, Pixie ran her hands over his shoulder and down his arms, savoring the way his muscles flexed beneath her hands.
When his mouth returned to hers he was ravenous.He kissed his way down her body, and Pixie flinched when she felt the warm heat of his breath on her most sensitive parts.Using his shoulders, he spread her legs wide.“Anybody else ever got this far before, Snowflake?”he asked gruffly.
Rising up on her elbows, she shook her head.
Dred closed his eyes as if in prayer and took a deep breath.“Everything about this ...it’s nirvana, Pix.”His eyes opened, alight with lust.He stared at her for a moment more then, using his fingers to pull her lips apart, he buried his head between her legs.Pixie gasped, her back arching from the bed as he touched her with his tongue, evidently trying to torture her to death.When he added a finger, slowly sliding it in and out of her, her vision doubled.“Magical” didn’t even come close to describing the emotions racing through her as she felt her orgasm start to build.
She tried to inch back up the bed, away from the sensations he was creating in her, but he placed his hand on her tummy and held her steady.He kept her anchored to the bed as she tumbled over the edge, crying out his name.
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Feeling her tighten against his fingers, hearing his name tumble from her lips, knowing he was the first person to do this for her, were sensations Dred wasn’t prepared for, nor did he know what to do with them.All he knew was he felt like someone had blown a shotgun straight at his heart leaving his chest cavity wide open.Pixie might be the one laid out naked on the bed in front of him, but he was the one who felt exposed.
Thank God for the sunlight so he could see every moment of this.A literal brightness to his dark.
Dred climbed up the bed and licked his lips, savoring the taste of her.Pixie looked at him through heavy eyes.Her neck and cheeks were flushed, a light sheen of sweat grazing her perfect skin.Was he really going to take her virginity?Could he hurt her like that?Fuck.
“I spent hours watching snowflakes fall from the sky as a kid, but I swear to God, none of them were as perfect as you, Pix.”He kissed her, allowing their bodies to slide against each other.
She didn’t reply, simply sighed against his lips and ran her fingers through his hair.
Dred grabbed the condom from his wallet and put it on.She deserved sweet, loving, and memorable, but he wanted to take her hard.To grip her hips and pound into her over and over.
Pixie watched him from the bed.Neither of them said anything, and he wondered if it was because she was struggling to give voice to what was happening between them too.Words would sully the perfection in the moment.
He crawled back onto the bed, moving between her legs, struggling to contain the grin of satisfaction as she opened them for him.
Lining up against her, he held himself up on one hand, using the other to help his entrance.Staring into Pixie’s eyes, he could see the depths of her fear and the heat of her need.“Please, play with me,” she whispered.
He slid in an inch.Fucking heaven.She was wet and ready as if she were made for him.He pulled back and pushed in further, harder this time, and met her resistance.Dropping his full body weight onto her, he kissed her with every ounce of everything he was feeling, the gratitude she’d picked him, the desperate need to consume her, to let her know how unbelievably perfect and unique she was.And most important to show her she was his in every way that mattered.
As she softened against him, he withdrew and pushed back in hard, tearing through the thin shield and settling deep inside her.He felt her tense, swallowed the whimper that escaped her, and held her tight.When she clenched around him, he almost came.So close to the edge, teetering on the brink of his own orgasm, he wanted to experience it with her.
He lifted off her and studied her eyes, which were filled with heartbreaking tears.He’d hurt her, and even though it was to be expected, it crushed him that this wasn’t the most perfect moment for her like it was for him.“You okay, Snowflake?I can stop.”Even if it killed him to pull out, he’d find a way to withdraw.
“It’s just ...I’ve waited ...and you ...it’s—”
“A fucking miracle.”Withdrawing slowly, he looked down toward where they were joined.“Look how perfect we are.”Seeing his cock slide out of her set off a tightening in his balls.This wasn’t going to last long.Pixie was watching it too.“See how you can take me?See how hard you make me?Hear how tough it is ...for me not to come in you ...right now?”
Grabbing her leg under the knee, he hitched it up by his waist, speeding up as he kissed her again.The difference in angle allowed him to go faster, deeper.Oh, fuck.
“Dred, I’m ...there.Please.Like that.”
The moment her orgasm hit, everything tightened.He could feel the vibration all the way down his spine.And without thought, he followed, pulsing deep inside her.
For a moment, he lay there stunned.No one else but him could claim to be her first.That memory would be reserved solely for him alone.The thought of it made him hunger to take her again and again.As much as he wanted to lie there, he rolled to the side, taking Pixie with him, her breath ragged, her heartbeat matching his own.
When he’d booked the private jet the previous evening, his only thought had been getting to her.Sure, once he was on the plane, he’d thought through all the different ways it could go, and strangely every outcome worked for him.Everything from a simple fun day hiking to an erotic tied-to-the-bed-frame fucking.Whatever she’d wanted.
But he’d not expected the first words from her mouth to be an invitation to play.Their ideas of “play”were still quite different, but he couldn’t wait to educate her.
He ran his hand through her hair, and smiled as she sighed.“You okay?”
“Mmm.Better than okay.”She wriggled closer to him, and he wrapped both arms around her.
He faced the huge windows that ran the length of Pixie’s room.The Miami sky was a brilliant blue, the water of Biscayne Bay a clear aqua.He felt the warmth in his bones and wondered if this was more to do with the woman in his arm than the panoramic view.
