He crawls up my body and settles beside me, pulling me against his chest. His arms wrap around me, warm and secure, and I press my face into his shoulder, trying to catch my breath.
“Look at you,” he murmurs against my hair. “Twice in a row.”
“That was so good,” I whisper. “But I really don’t think I can take anymore.”
He laughs, a low rumble that vibrates through both of us.
“Oh, I think you can. In fact, now I think you’re ready for the real thing.”
Chapter Five
BEN
Tilly’s chestrises and falls in shallow breaths, her skin flushed a deep pink that tracks all the way down to her stomach. Her thighs are trembling where I’m holding them apart, the muscles still spasming from her orgasm. She looks dazed, her eyes unfocused, her lips swollen and wet from my mouth.
Fuck.
My whole body is vibrating with a need so intense it feels like I’m going to crawl out of my skin. I’ve fought in arenas with thousands of screaming fans, taken punches that would drop most men, and my heart has never pounded like this.
She’s untouched. That tight, wet heat I just tasted has never known another man. I’m going to be her first.
Her only.
I shift my weight, settling between her legs, and the movement snaps her attention back to me. Her eyes widen as she looks down, her gaze catching on the length of me pressing hard and heavy against her thigh.
“Oh wow, you’re huge,” she whispers, her hands coming up to rest on my shoulders. “I don’t know if it’s going to fit.”
“Trust me, it’ll fit.” My voice comes out rough, almost wrecked. “You were made for me, Tilly. But I need you to trust me and let me lead.”
I lean down and kiss her softly, tasting the sweetness of her mouth. My hand moves between us to guide myself, and when the head of my cock brushes against her entrance, she gasps and her hips jerk up toward me.
The sensation of that wet heat against me nearly ends everything right there.
I hiss through my teeth.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Every muscle in my body is straining with the effort not to just drive forward and bury myself inside her. I want to so badly I can taste it. I want to feel her wrapped around me, squeezing me, taking everything I have to give.
But I force myself to slow down. This is her first time. I’m going to make it good for her even if it kills me.
“Easy,” I murmur against her lips. “I’ve got you. Just listen to my voice and let me do the work.”
She nods, her fingers digging into my shoulders. “Okay.”
“Drop your knees wider for me. I need you completely open.”
She obeys, her legs falling apart, and the sight of her spread out beneath me like an offering makes my cock throb.
“Good girl.” I watch the way her entrance flutters, wet and ready for me. “I’m going to push in now. You’re going to feel the stretch, but don’t fight it. Just breathe and let me in.”
I push forward.
She’s impossibly tight. It’s like pushing into a velvet fist that doesn’t want to let me go. The friction is incredible, a ring of heat gripping me so hard I see stars behind my eyes.
“Ben,” she gasps, her body tensing beneath me.
“Breathe, baby. Breathe out and push down against me.”
