A cocky smile tugged at my lips as I started undoing the buttons on my shirt, one at a time, at a teasing pace. I put a lot ofhard work in when it came to my physique. I had to in order to make my body work for me in the way my job required. My abs weren’t quite as chiseled as some of the other guys on my team, but only because I was a hell of a lot bigger, which made cutting harder. But I was still strong as hell, and it showed in every other muscle.
I knew Holly liked what she saw the moment I stripped my shirt off and tossed it aside by the way she licked her lips and how her eyelids lowered to half-mast as they scoured over every bit of bared skin.
“Like what you see, Sunshine?” I asked with a cocky smirk. I couldn’t help myself. The lust and desire in Holly’s gaze as she took me in made my chest swell with pride, and I actually stood a little taller.
“Yes,” she said, licking her lips. “I like what I seevery much.”
Damn it, but this woman was going to be the death of me.
The need in her eyes moments ago disappeared, giving way to panic as I shucked my jeans and boxer briefs. She looked like she was about to swallow her tongue or possibly run in the opposite direction as she gaped at my straining erection. I could practically read the thoughts rushing through her brain just then.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” I assured her as I wrapped my finger around the base of my cock and gave it a stroke. Pre-cum immediately beaded at the very tip, and the relief at that simple touch was almost enough to take me to my knees. I’d beenachingfor her for hours, and I finally had her where I wanted her. “I’ll get you ready for me. I promise I won’t do anything to hurt you.”
I felt a sudden sharp squeeze in my chest at that declaration, like something deep inside me demanded those words to mean more than something sexual. But that couldn’t be the case. Right? I mean, I’d only just met this woman. But the pull I’d feltfor her was unlike anything I’d felt before. It was intense and inescapable. A constant pulsing sensation beneath my skin.
My cock continued to throb, my need for her literally dripping from me. “Do you trust me to make this good for you, Holly?”
It took a moment, but she finally forced her focus from my dick to my eyes. Her eyes were wide as she blinked, and I found myself waiting with bated breath for her answer. Like it meant something more.
“Yes,” she finally breathed out, and my shoulders actually slumped with relief.
Placing my knee on the mattress, I wrapped my fingers in the sides of her panties and pulled them down her long, smooth legs. Then I made quick work of her bra, unclasping it and tossing it aside, adding it to the pile of our discarded clothes.
“Spread for me, baby. Let me see that perfect pussy.”
She didn’t hesitate, showing me the proof of her arousal was already coating her inner thighs. “Jesus,” I grunted as I drew closer. “You really are perfect everywhere, aren’t you?”
The flush returned and her lashes lowered in that bashful way that made my dick twitch. “I’m far from perfect, trust me.”
“Sorry, baby. But on that one, we’ll have to agree to disagree.” I leaned to the side, reaching into the bedside drawer for a condom. Sitting back on my haunches, I ripped it open with my teeth and slid it on before moving over her, bracing one forearm on the bed beside her head as I grabbed my cock and guided it to her center. I could feel her heat through the latex, and the most insane thought filtered through my brain. Images flew through my head like a flip book of me sliding inside Holly with nothing between us. Just skin on skin. Some baser, caveman part of me wanted to see my cum dripping out of her.
I had to shove those images down before I did something incredibly stupid. I’d learned a long time ago how conniving andunderhanded some people could be. They’d been hard, painful lessons, but I’d promised myself I would never forget them.
Although when it came to Holiday Bradbury, it was like all rational thought flew out of my head. I wanted to mark her. I wanted everyone who saw her to know that she was mine. Hell, I might as well have beaten my chest and dragged her back to my cave.
I didn’t know what made this woman so different.
“Tanner,” she whispered, yanking me out of my head and back into the present where the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen was laid out naked beneath me. Her soft hand came up to caress my cheek, and my eyes slammed closed as I leaned deeper into her touch at the same time I nestled my hips between hers and pressed the crown of my cock against her entrance.
She sucked in a breath as I nudged deeper, holding it in. “No, baby. You need to breathe. Try to relax.”
Holly pursed her lips and exhaled slowly, her body melting into the mattress and loosening enough for me to slide in deeper. We both sucked in sharp gasps at the sensation. Nothing had ever felt as good as sinking into Holly. She fit me like a glove, her pussy squeezing like she wanted to hold me inside her forever.
Holly’s neck arched, her head pressing deeper into the pillows as she took even more of me, inch by inch until I was buried as deep as I could get. There was no other way to describe it; Holly’s pussy was the closest thing to heaven on earth.
“Ah, fuck,” I groaned, her heat driving me crazy. “You feel so fucking good.” I squeezed my eyes shut and breathed deeply as I silently willed myself not to come too soon.
“Tanner,” she said in a pleading tone as she wrapped those sinful legs around my hips, “please, move.”
“Hold on, baby. I want to give you time to adjust. I told you I wouldn’t hurt you.” Though holding myself back was fucking killing me. To the pointIwas the one in pain.
Holly’s heels dug into my ass like she was trying to force me in even farther. “I’m fine,” she insisted. “But if you don’t move, I’m going to go crazy.”
She was killing me. “I’m trying to be careful with you.” Because I now knew, without a shadow of a doubt, I’d rather rip off my own limb than cause her any kind of pain.
She brought her hands up, sliding her fingers through my hair before scraping her nails gently across my scalp. “Please,” she said on a whisper. “Don’t be careful. I’m not made of glass.” Her heels dug in harder. “You aren’t going to hurt me. I want you to do what you like,” she said, almost as if she could see inside my head and already knew my preferences in the bedroom.
Any hope I had of taking it slow was shattered with that handful of words. My hips pulled back without any input from my brain, and I slammed forward, relishing the way her cunt began to flutter around me.
