God, if I hadn’t loved him before, I did now. That little admittance solidified that there would never be room for anyone else but him in my heart. “Why are you nervous?”
He ripped it open and put it on before positioning himself over me, putting his weight on his arms. “I want this to be perfect for you.”
“Brigham, everything I’ve experienced with you has been perfect.” I trembled when he lowered himself and thrust his hips so his tip teased me. He held eye contact before he pushed and slid partially into me.
It hurt, at first.
“Sarah,” he said, dropping his head onto my shoulder as his body shook. He made the final push so he was inside me, filling me and stretching me. He pressed a kiss to my neck and started thrusting slowly. “Jesus, this is… Baby.” He gripped my ass hard and groaned the sexiest sound into my ear.
“Wow.”
He paused, lifted his head up and stared at me. “Good wow?”
“Thebestwow.” I wiggled my eyebrows at him and ran my hand over his jaw. “It’s better than I imagined, ever.”
“Good.” He kissed me, matching the pace to the way he moved in and out of me. I adjusted to his size and gasped when he lifted one of my legs back, so my knee went to his shoulder. “Fuck,” he moaned, never breaking eye contact when he changed our position. “I don’t…I don’t think I can last long.”
“It’s okay.” I arched my hips and my eyes almost rolled into the back of my head at the sensations. The smell of his cologne and his sweat combined into a sexy musk, and it was intoxicating. Because it was him. All of him.
“Sarah,” he warned before grabbing my ass harder and pumping into me four final times. He let out a long, strangled groan before pinning me with his intense, worried eyes. “Shit, you didn’t come. Are you okay?” He scanned my face and chest before sliding out of me and wincing. “I’m so sorry, baby. I didn’t mean to come that fast. Honestly, I’ve been thinking about this for so long, I had zero control.”
“I’m okay.” I grinned, biting down on my lip. “I liked how you felt in…inside me.”
He got up and tossed the condom into the small trashcan, and it was embarrassing how cold I felt with his absence.
His eyebrows were set in determination and he huffed before sitting on the bed next to me. “I read that it can be hard to orgasm your first time. I was hoping that wasn’t the case, but I’m really sorry I disappointed you.”
“Brigham, no.” I pressed my lips together to stop myself from smiling. “You didn’t disappoint me.”
“Did I hurt you?”
“No.” I sat up so I could face him, but chose to straddle him from behind. I kissed the center of his back and he reached around to caress my thighs. “It felt amazing to have all of you inside me.”
“God, what’s wrong with me?” He spun around, pinned me to the mattress and stared at me with an unreadable expression. “I take your virginity, and you’re reassuring me. I don’t like this picture.”
“What’s a picture you would like?”
“You coming around my cock. You passed out because you’re so satisfied. You begging me to go deeper into you so you can’t see straight.” His nostrils flared and he stared at my rising chest. “Am I turning you on with all this talk, Sarah?”
“Yes.” My breathing came in pants now. “All of those sound g-great.”
“Is my girl eager to try again?”
My girl.
“Yes.”
“I’m going to spend some time eating your pussy, then we’ll have another go. Any complaints?”
I barely shook my head no before he kneeled on the ground and stayed true to his word.
* * * *
Waking up sore typically meant I’d done something stupid, like trip or dancing too hard. But this kind of sore? The ache between my legs? God, it was wonderful. I squinted at the clock and saw that it was just after eight in the morning, and that Brigham’s big, strong leg rested across my body, pinning me down.
The beast of a man liked to sleep-cuddle, and it charmed the hell out of me. I angled my head to the side and stared at his sleeping face. The perfect eyelashes. The lock of brown hair dangling from his forehead. The strong nose and full lips.
He opened his eyes.Busted.“Watching me sleep, Blue?”
