“Can I do that the next time?” she asks, watching mesmerized.
I harden more at her words. I don’t know how that is possible, but it happens.
“Yes,” I murmur hoarsely. The truth is that I’ll give her anything she wants, anything she asks. I’ll lay my life down for her.
I position myself over her, the tip of my erection brushing against her dripping entrance. I pause and look into her eyes. "Are you sure, Dove?"
"Yes," she breathes, her nails digging into my back as she urges me to fill her.
I do so, slowly. She’s so tight.
Virgin like me.
It takes time, more than I expected, to slowly fill her. When she finally eases around me, I go balls deep.
"Are you okay?" I kiss her lips, her nose, her forehead. I know I hurt her, probably still am.
My Dove smiles. “Yes, Cade.”
She softens around me, her wetness urges me on.
My hips move in slow, deep strokes, each thrustsending shockwaves of pleasure through me and, based on her moans, through her.
“Dove, does it feel good? Does it hurt?”
Her cries of pleasure mingle with the crackling of the fire. “It’s…I’m so full…I’m so…Cade, this is the closest I’ve ever been to you.”
“Yes,” I groan.
My rhythm quickens. I can’t help it. I want her so much, all the time.
I need to touch her, hold her, talk to her, and now that I’ve been inside her, I don’t think I’ll ever be the same again.
Her hips move in tune with mine.
“Does it hurt?” I ask again.
“Yes…and no.” She can barely form words.
I feel her getting ready to come again, and it’s a wonder because it took weeks for me to learn how to make her orgasm with my fingers.
“Dove.” I pump in and out of her. "I can't hold back much longer."
A part of me isn’t sure that I can wait for her, but I want to.
I’ll always wait for her.
I slip my hand between us, find her clit, and start to thrum it.
The whole act is awkward, but the reward is stupendous because she starts to moan and then suddenly, out of nowhere, her orgasm strikes like a tidal wave, her body convulses around me, and she screams my name.
Nothing has ever felt this good in my life before.
With a final, deep thrust, I come undone, my climax tearing through me as I spill into her.
We collapse together, our bodies damp with sweat, our hearts racing.
I hold her close. She’s the most precious thing in my life. "I love you, Dove."
