Knowing what’s about to happen, anticipation and nervousness tremble inside me. With bated breath, I watch him crawl back onto the bed. He grips hold of my right thigh, and lying down on top of me, he hikes my leg over his hip. His cock brushes over my opening, making the air whoosh from my lungs.
Lowering his head, he claims my mouth in a possessive kiss, and it feels like he’s trying to brand me with his tongue and teeth. He moves his hand down between us and pushes his finger inside me, pumping in and out a few times before he adds a second one.
That feels so damn good.
My hips begin to swivel, my body begging for more.
I’ve never come while having sex before, so feeling another orgasm starting to build in my abdomen surprises the hell out of me.
Moans and whimpers escape me, the intimate moment we’re sharing forming a bubble around us. Our kisses grow even more urgent, filled with the desperate need to devour each other.
Easton pulls his fingers out of me, and positioning his hard length at my entrance, he starts to push inside me.
Finally!
Just as the head of his manhood stretches me, he pulls back before slamming into me with a single hard thrust.
Oh God.
My body bows off the bed, and I’m unable to stop the cry bursting over my lips from the sting deep inside me.
“Sorry,” he hisses, dropping kisses all over my face. “Fuck, you’re tight.” He presses his forehead to mine, his features strained from the effort it takes to keep still.
A breath quivers over my lips, and then I realize Easton is inside me, and my emotions threaten to overwhelm me.
A frown line appears between his eyes. “Are you okay?”
I force a smile to my lips and wrap my arms around his neck so he won’t pull away from me. “I’m good. Just a little emotional.”
“Good emotional?” he double-checks.
“Very good.” With our eyes locked, I admit, “I’ve dreamed about this for fourteen years.”
Surprise flickers over his face. “Fourteen?”
When I nod, his expression softens, then he gives me a tender kiss. His hold on my thigh tightens, and he pulls slowly out of me. There’s a slight burn, but nothing I can’t handle, until he plunges back inside me and the sting returns.
Easton notices the flash of pain on my face, and when it looks like he’s going to stop, I say, “Keep going so I can get used to you.”
Luckily, he listens, and keeping his pace slow, he thrusts into me a few more times. His body trembles and his muscles strain, telling me it’s taking a lot of self-control on his part to accommodate me.
I bring my hands to the sides of his jaw, and locking eyes with him, I say, “You don’t have to hold back. It doesn’t hurt anymore.”
Easton’s hand moves to my butt, and his fingers dig into my skin. Holding me in place, he drives harder into me. He keeps speeding up, his skin rubbing against mine and causing a world of intense sensations to build in me.
His eyes remain locked with mine, and the moment feels so intimate a lump forms in my throat.
Easton is making love to me.
“Fuck, you take me so well, baby.” He groans with satisfaction when he thrusts into me again. “It feels incredible to be inside you.”
I wrap my other leg around him, locking his body to mine, before I admit, “You’re everything I’ve ever wanted.”
Chapter 28
Easton
It takes more strength than I possess to not lose control with Nova. Feeling every tight inch of her wet heat wrapped incredibly tight around me makes it fucking hard to keep a slow pace.
