But instead of immediately retreating—Stefan swore a loud, pained, “Fuck!”as he thrust inside of me.
Hard.
He held me tightly to him.I could feel him jerk inside of me, filling me with his come.
Uh, oh.
That was not what was supposed to happen.
Not at all.
He stayed inside me, his cock pulsing over and over again.One thing I knew for sure—Stefan was not in any hurry to pull out.
And I guess—what was done was done.I could get a morning after pill when we landed.I assumed there would be stores and pharmacies where Stefan lived.
“I'm sorry.”He hovered over me and lightly brushed his lips over mine.“That ended a lot quicker than it should have.”He chuckled softly.“You shouldn't have told me you weren't on birth control.”
I looked at him and frowned.“What do you mean I shouldn't have told you?I should have told you earlier.Before you were inside of me.And you,” I shoved at his chest, “should have pulled out.I thought most guys were terrified of—” I waved my hand in the air indiscriminately, “the consequences.”
Stefan laughed.
Loudly.
And then he did pull out of me.And that hurt just as much as before.He collapsed onto the bed and slid me over.I snuggled into him.
“I am not most—” he took a deep breath, “guys.”
His arms circled around me and held me closer.I inhaled deeply, smelling our combined musky scent.
And I smiled.
It was perfect.
“You okay?”Stefan asked after a long while of silence.He rubbed up and down my back with no real agenda.
I nodded slowly and snuggled into him further.The exhaustion of the day—and night—was finally taking hold.I could drift off right here in Stefan's arms.I answered with a mumbled, “Yep,” against his chest.
He sighed and hugged me tightly.“Don't lie, Francesca.I know you're in pain.”
I opened my eyes and swallowed.“I'm fine,” I lied.Again.I really didn't want to talk about this.Ever.
This time, he sighed louder and lifted my head from his chest.“I'm sorry.I know I hurt you.”His eyes scanned my face.“It'll be better next time.I promise.”
I shrugged awkwardly and bit my bottom lip.I had no idea what to say next.“It's okay.We don't have to do it again.”
Oh, my gosh.Before that even left my mouth, I knew it was stupid.Why did I say that?
Stefan laughed so hard I bounced on his chest.“Oh, we're doing it again.Many times.Trust me.”His eyes sparkled, even in this low light.
And my poor, poor lady parts screamed in protest.They were not interested in doing that again.Not even with Stefan.
I pursed my lips together and looked down at his chest.“You took my virginity, Stefan.”I gazed into his eyes.“Mission accomplished.”
I shrieked as he rolled us, and I ended up on my back with him on his side.“I don't know what you think is going on here.”His hand landed on the side of my face and held me there.“And I don't really give a fuck at the moment.I know that's an asshole thing to say, Francesca.And I still don't fucking care.”His eyes bore into mine like they were digging for something.“You're my wife.I finally have you naked in bed with me.And that's all that matters.Right now,” he leaned down and kissed my lips, “I want to make love to you again.”
I inhaled as my thighs shut all on their own.“But I know you're hurting.And even though I hate the thought of you in pain,” he smiled and kissed me gently, “I can't tell you how much I'm getting off on the fact that you're in pain because I took your virginity.”
I shoved my hands against his chest.“What?What are you talking about?”
