“Yeah. And I’m ready for my next hit,” she tells me as she circles her hips so the slickness between her thighs coats my dick.
“Tae,” I whisper in warning because if she continues to do that, I won’t be able to resist.
As if she can read my mind, she pleads her case. “Stop resisting me. Please. I want you so badly. Don’t you want me too?”
“Of course!” I assure her.
“Then why won’t you show me how badly you want me? Maybe you don’t want me as much—” she starts, but I cut her off with a hum of desperation in her ear when she moves her hips and I nearly slide inside her.
“Mmm, do you know how bad I want you?” I pant out the question, my desperation making me breathless. “So bad—I want you sofuckingbad, baby,” I whisper the last word into her ear as she moves her hand between us and glides the head of my cock through her drenched slit.
That feels so good. Fuck, too good. “Oh, shit! Tae, wait.”
“What are we still waiting for Jackson?” she huffs out in exasperation.
“How about a condom for one?”
Her hips halt their movements as her hand freezes on my dick. “I-I didn’t really realize. Sh-should you have already put one on? I don’t know how to do any of this.”
“Shh,” I whisper soothingly against her lips as I tangle one of my hands through her hair as I cup her cheek. “No, it’s okay. I haven’t entered you or anything, but even though we both got tested and you started birth control, we should still use a condom to be safe.”
She nods and presses her cheek into my touch. “Yeah, you’re right. I’m sorry, I just got caught up in the moment.”
“You don’t need to apologize. It’s my job to keep you safe and protect all of your dreams.” Reaching over her, I open my bedside drawer and feel around until my fingers close around the foil wrapper I’m looking for.
Sitting back on my knees, I bring the foil to my mouth but hesitate. Looking down at her, I urge her to be honest with me. “Are you sure about this?”
“Yes, I’m sure. I want you, Jackson. Please,” she begs her consent, and I don’t have the willpower to resist her any longer.
I rip the wrapper open with my teeth and sheath myself before resuming my position of hovering above her. With shaky hands, I grip my length and give it a few pumps before guiding it to her entrance.
Taevin braces her hands on either side of my face and stares into my eyes as she gives me a nod of encouragement and assurance. It’s only when she whispers “make me yours” against my lips that I finally nudge the head of my cock inside her.
Shuttered breaths escape me as I brace my arms beside her head and gently tangle my fingers through her hair. Without breaking her lust-filled stare, I inch inside of her, going slowly to try to ease her discomfort as much as possible. I’ve never been with a virgin before, but I know once I push past her barrier, it’ll be painful at first for her.
She’s so tight that it feels like I can’t move further. “Take a deep breath for me, baby,” I encourage her, and when she does so, I pull my hips back before slowly pushing my length back inside her, causing her to gasp when I push past her tight barrier.
I halt my movements to give her time to adjust, my entire body quivering against hers as I take in her pinched brows.
“Are you okay?” I manage to rasp out the question between my gritted teeth. I’m hanging on by a thread right now as I continue to tremble above her.
“Yeah, I’m good,” she assures me.
“Does it hurt? Do you want me to stop?”
“Gosh, no. It was a pinch of pain, but I’m good now. Please don’t stop.” Raking her fingers through my hair, she grips my neck and brings my mouth to hers.
When I press my lips against hers, I push inside her further until I’ve nearly bottomed out. “You feel so perfect. It’s like you were made for me,” I groan in pleasure. “I love you.”
“Mmm,” she moans before nipping at my bottom lip. “I love you too. Now move, J.”
And so I do.
I pull out so only my tip is still sheathed inside her warm heat before pistoning forward until my hips collide with hers, and when she pivots her hips so her clit brushes against my pelvis, she bites down on my shoulder to keep from screaming.
Shaking my head against hers, I demand, “Let me hear you, baby. We’re the only two here. I want to hear every sound I pull from you.”
She does as I request and it spurs me the fuck on. I have to remind myself to hold onto my restraint so I don’t hurt her, but when she rakes her nails down my back and roughly squeezes my ass, my control slips and I drive into her faster. My frantic thrusts make her moan louder, and I fear I may come from the sounds she makes alone.
