Page 85 of When We Were Them


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“I can’t—it’s too sensitive.” She wiggles underneath me.

I hold her in place with my hand on her low belly, but I lift my mouth off of her body just enough to talk to her.

“You can. I promise I’m not going to hurt you. I’m only going to do what’ll make you feel amazing. If you want me to stop, I will, but if you trust me, I promise you won’t regret it.”

My words practically vibrate off her pussy, and I’m dying to put my mouth on her again.

“I trust you,” she whispers.

I grin against her pussy, but I don’t use my tongue on her again… yet. Instead, I slide a finger into her, filling her up, and she clenches around it.

Her expression is one of pure bliss. She lifts her head and peers down at me, and damn, it turns me on that she’s trying to watch. I use my tongue and slowly circle her clit while I fuckher with my fingers. As I watch her pleasure rise—her face my compass to her body’s reactions—I pick up speed with both my fingers and my mouth.

“Oh, God. Harrison. It feels so good, and it looks—” She doesn’t finish her sentence as another orgasm roars through her body, and she’s louder this time than the last. Her body spasms underneath me, but I don’t let up until she’s finished. I didn’t think my cock could get any harder, but I swear, watching her, it does. She just came all over my face, and I could die a happy man right this minute.

“I need you in me,” she begs. “Please, I need you to fuck me.”

“Are you ready now? Are you ready for my cock, sweetheart?”

“Yes. Now.” Ooh, she gets a little bossy when she needs to be fucked. Good to know.

I reach into the nightstand, pull out a condom, put it on, and then I slip between her legs.

I enter her slower than I want to because I’m big, and I don’t want to hurt her. Her eyes are closed, but I’m watching her face intently for any sign that it’s causing her pain. So far, her moans tell me she’s feeling pretty damn good.

Her eyes fly open, and I still. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”

“Oh, I’m perfect—a million times more than okay. You’re really good at that, you know. Except when you stop.”

A relaxed laugh escapes me, and I smile at her. I resume moving, slowly still.

“More. Give me more, Harrison.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“It’s hurting me that you’re not giving me everything you have. Give me everything.” Her face leaves no question that it’s what she wants. I just hope her body is ready.

“Okay,” I whisper. I push my pelvis forward until my cock fully buries itself in her, and the sexiest fucking sound I’ve everheard—the unrestrained moan of her owning her pleasure—fills the room.

“Oh. Oh, yes!” she cries.

I fuck her, letting her responses guide me on the pace and angle. Being inside her feels so damn spectacular. When she comes again, her pussy grips my cock, and I roar out a groan of pleasure as I find my release buried in her. We continue to move together until it’s clear that we’ve both come down from our climaxes.

Fuck, she’s done me in.

I lean down and kiss her on the lips and then on the forehead. I hold my lips there for a few seconds, and then I roll us over so I’m underneath her.

“Christ, Bets. I didn’t think it could get any better than that night at the hotel. I think this actually topped it, though.”

“Mm-hmm,” is all she gets out.

Her body is spread across me with her head on my chest, and I don’t want to stop touching her, so I slowly draw lines up and down her naked back with my fingers.

“Do you know how incredible you are?” I ask.

She doesn’t answer, and I have a nagging feeling it might be because she doesn’t see it. I’ll just have to help her see it then.

After a few minutes, I go to the bathroom and take care of the condom. When I come back out, she’s gone. I check in the bedroom across from mine, and she’s not there. That’s when I notice the hall bathroom light shining under the door. I lean against the doorframe of my room and wait for her.