She. Goes. First. Every. Damn. Time.He punctuated that thought with his fingers driving into her. She came, screaming out her release on a high pitched shriek that was too fucking sexy. Something he wanted to hear again and again. Her juices gushed over his fingers.
He brought them to his lips and sucked them clean. “Are you still with me?”
Her panting breaths had slowed. “Yes. So good.” She took his wrist and wrapped his arm across her belly, kind of hugging him to her. “I wish we hadn’t waited so long for this.”
He kissed the side of her head. “It’s only going to get better.” He hugged her to him, then took her by the hips and raised her up enough so he could set his aching cock free between her spread thighs. “You ready for me, or do you need another minute.”
“I need you now.” To prove it, she reached for him, taking his cock in hand and guiding him to her entrance.
He rubbed the head against her soft, wet folds.
“Now,” she begged.
He liked that, and didn’t keep her waiting. He slowly sank the head past her soft folds.
“You’re so big.”
He could feel the stretch. “You can take me.” He pushed in a little at a time, giving her body time to accommodate him. This wasn’t the easiest position, but it kept all her injuries from hurting worse. “You good?” He was halfway in.
“Yes. I want you. All of you.” She widened her legs.
He sank in deeper, trying to go slow, but she felt so damn good that he thrust in the last few inches and let out a ragged breath. “Damn, sweetheart, you feel better than anything.”
She squirmed on him, making him hit deeper. Her moan said she liked it as he bottomed out, his balls aching for release.
He wanted to make this last, make her feel good.
“Hawk?”
“Yeah, sweetheart.” He wrapped her in his arms, her body tight to his. Right here, right now, she was safe and happy in his arms. One with him.
“I don’t know how to explain what I’m feeling right now connected to you. It’s so…overwhelming and amazing. I don’t ever want to lose this. You.”
“I’m sorry, sweetheart. I really wanted to do this nice and sweet for you, but when you say things like that and my heart is about to burst with all the feelings I have for you…well, you brought this on yourself.” He unleashed himself, holding her close, pumping into her, fucking her hard and deep, so she’d always feel him and what he did to her. He couldn’t help it. Couldn’t stop.
The sounds she made were music to his ears, a cadence that he followed as he sank into her deep again and again. He held her to him with one arm and used his other hand to slide his fingers down over her mound, past her clit, to where they were joined.He brushed two fingers along her stretched lips on either side of his dick, collecting her juices.
She clenched around him.
“You like that.”
Not a question, but she answered him anyway. “Yes.”
He did it again and again with every stroke in and out of her until she was writhing, one moan rolling into another.
His balls drew up tight. He was about to unload, but she needed to go first. He slid his soaking wet fingers up to her clit and rubbed tiny circles over it until she was panting, her pussy squeezing him tight. He pressed down on her clit and she went off like a rocket. Her body convulsed with the force of her orgasm as she yelled her satisfaction to the room.
He thrust into her hard and deep, once, twice, then stayed buried in her as his dick pumped every last drop of his seed into her.
He had a fleeting thought about it taking root and seeing her round with their child. A child who would grow up with Mason and Lyric’s baby.
Too soon. But someday. He hoped.
For right now, he was content to have her in his arms. In his house. In his life.
All he had to do was figure out a way to make her want to stay.
Forever.
