“Holy shit,” I panted. “I can’t believe that just happened.”
Jagger pressed kisses up my belly, stopping to nip at a nipple before pressing his lips against mine. “I can’t wait to take all your other firsts,” he murmured.
“All of my others?” I laughed. “I think there’s only one left.”
His smile was wicked. “We’ll see about that.”
Jagger slid his hands under my ass and lifted, scooping me into his arms and settling me back down in the center of the bed. “But for tonight, I’ll play nice. You’ll come whenever you feel like it instead of when I tell you that you can, and you’ll tell me when you’ve had enough.”
I didn’t have time to let the meaning of his words really sink in because Jagger pulled off his shirt and shorts and settled on top of me, straddling my legs. He reached to the end table for a condom and ripped the packaging open with his teeth before rolling it on.
Oh.
My.
God.
The sight of him touching himself sent a ripple of pleasure between my legs. The full package that was naked Jagger Langston was a lot to take in. There wasn’t an area of him that I couldn’t spend hours admiring. Chiseled pecs led down to a wall of perfectly formed abs. I’d always heard the term six-pack, but Jagger had double that. His waist was narrow and sported that brain-frazzling V that made smart women make dumb choices. And I hadn’t even gotten to his mesmerizing face yet. Though when I finally did, Jagger looked amused.
“Enjoying yourself?”
“I am. Do you think you can grab my phone so I can take a picture and stare at this whenever I want?”
“Later.” He smirked. “I have much better things to do now.”
Jagger stretched out his legs, covering my body with his, but being careful to keep his weight on his elbows. I felt the hot, hard length of him flush against my bare skin, and knew without a shadow of a doubt that the orgasm he’d been able to give me with his mouth was not going to be the last.
He brushed a lock of hair from my face and spoke softly. “You’re beautiful, Sutton.”
I smiled. “You’re not so bad yourself.”
“I have been trying to keep the hell away from you since I walked out of the bar that first night, but yet here I am, breaking all my own rules.”
“Every rule needs an exception. In fact, my mother has a saying. ‘Rules keep your life organized, but it’s the exceptions that make life more interesting.’”
Jagger smiled before taking my lips in a kiss. Brendan had always brushed his teeth or avoided kissing after going down on me, so when Jagger’s tongue tangled with mine and I tasted myself, I would’ve thought it would freak me out a little. But it did just the opposite—it turned me on. Kissing him back with everything I had felt like a thank you for the effort he’d put in.
Jagger pulled back and looked into my eyes. “You ready for me? I don’t mean your body—that’s primed, and I’ll go slow. I meanyou.”
I nodded. “I have never wanted anything so badly in my life.”
Jagger took a deep, steadying breath and pushed inside. His eyes never left mine as he eased in and out, being careful to go slow. I could tell from the strain on his face that it wasn’t easy, but something told me doing theimpossible was right up the man’s alley. I was soaked and ready, so even though he was thick, my body stretched to accommodate him.
“Fuck. You feel…” His eyes briefly closed, and he swallowed. “You feel like...my first.”
Emotions welled inside of me. I was really doing it. Havingsex, and it was nothing like the get-it-over-with experience I’d imagined my first time would be. It was raw, and beautiful, and exactly what I didn’t know I needed.
Jagger kept gliding in and out, each thrust in going deeper and deeper until he was fully seated. His arms shook as he buried himself to the hilt. “You good?”
I smiled and cupped his cheek. “I’m better than good. You don’t have to be so gentle.”
But Jagger continued at an unhurried pace. I wanted him to lose control, to feel the same thing that was happening to my body.
“Harder,” I whimpered. “Please.”
When he didn’t listen, I grew desperate.
I nipped at his chin. “I’ll beg if you want.Please, Jagger.”
