My gaze dropped to watch my shaft disappear inside her, coming back out soaked in her sweet cream and the come I’d pumped into her the night before. “You’re dripping all over me. Making a mess.”
She paused, looking a little uncertain, and I shook my head. “I fucking love it.”
I gathered some of that wetness on a finger before sucking the digit clean and groaning at the sweet taste on my tongue.
“Keep going,” I commanded roughly, thrusting harder up into her as she moved. “Ride me, little dove. Take every inch of my cock.”
She cried out, the bedsprings beneath us creaking softly in time with our heated movements. The room filled with our filthy sounds of pleasure. Her eyes fluttered briefly closed, her head thrown back in abandon, and her moans echoed around us.
“Eyes on me, baby,” I demanded, my voice a possessive growl. “I want to see you while you take me deep.”
Her eyes snapped open, locking onto mine with pure desire, the connection between us electrifying. The sight of her—flushed, breathless, and wild with pleasure—was the most erotic thing I’d ever witnessed.
“Good girl,” I praised. “This sweet little body was built to take my cock.”
She blushed so prettily, her freckles standing out even more. Finally, I couldn't take it. My restraint snapped, and I flipped our positions with one fluid motion, pinning her beneath me against the mattress. My weight settled firmly between her parted thighs, her softness pressing into me as I drove into her, burying my cock deep and hard.
My mouth captured hers in a fierce, claiming kiss, my tongue sweeping between her lips as I took control. Her gasp melted into a moan, her fingers clutching at my back, digging into the muscles as she surrendered beneath me.
The slow, sensual rhythm we’d built shattered into something primal. I slammed into her, each thrust deeper and harder than the last, driven by a desperate, possessive need to imprint myself onto every inch of her. Linden’s body tightened, her inner muscles convulsing around my cock as pleasure overtook her, and her pussy squeezed me so tight I could hardly breathe.
“Oh fuck, baby,” I growled, breaking away from her lips to throw my head back with a blissful groan. “That’s it. So hot and tight. Fuck!”
My hands shot up, my fingers gripping the headboard for support as the edges of my vision darkened. My hips pistoned into her relentlessly.
“Keegan.” Her body sucked me in just a little more, and I felt the tip of my cock bump her cervix.
“Fuck yes.” My voice was thick with lust as I stared down into her wide, pleasure-hazed eyes. “You feel that, little dove? That’s your tight little pussy milking me like it knows who owns it.”
“Oh yes! Yes!” Her cries grew louder, her nails ripping at the sheets on either side of her as she sought something to anchor herself. Her eyes locked on mine, glazed with ecstasy and trust, silently begging for release.
“Come for me,” I demanded roughly, my voice a dark command. “I want to feel you come all over my cock, right fucking now.”
My words pushed her over the edge. Linden screamed my name, her body arching sharply beneath me as she shattered into a thousand pieces. Her inner walls clenched hard, pulling me deeper as she convulsed, and I drove into her harder, chasing my own release.
“Fuck yes, little dove.” I sank deep one last time and buried my face against her neck, my hips jerking uncontrollably. Then the world around me blurred as my release hit, hard and powerful. I came with a primal roar, emptying myself into her and nearly blacking out from the sheer intensity.
Muscles shuddering and chest heaving, I tried to gather my scattered thoughts. She was still shaking beneath me, her arms looping around my neck, clinging tightly as our breathing slowly synchronized.
My forehead rested against hers, eyes closed, savoring the intimacy of the moment and the quiet stillness that settled around us. I had never felt so complete.
When I finally had the strength to move, I rolled over to my back, taking her with me.
She groaned so softly I almost didn’t hear it.
Shit, I was such a bastard.
“Fuck, little dove. I’m sorry. Took you harder than I should have last night when I popped your cherry. Now this morning, dammit. You’re gonna be sore for days.”
Linden’s head popped up, and she eyed me suspiciously, although humor glinted in the green depths. “You sound more proud than regretful, Keegan.”
My lips curved a little. “Maybe.”
She laughed and stretched up to kiss me. “It was perfect. Last night and this morning.”
“Still, I need to get you in a bath to help ease the ache.”
I climbed out of bed and scooped her into my arms before walking into the bathroom. After setting her on the counter, I turned on the faucet in the tub and let the water run until it was hot. Then I plugged the drain and cared for my girl while the basin filled.
