I nuzzle her neck, letting her consume all my senses. The unique scent that’s so very her, the feel of her soft skin against mine, the way she’s slowly soaking the head of my cock, the teasing hint of how warm she is inside, and the way herbreathing is slowly picking up—it’s intoxicating, and I happily let her overwhelm me as I very slowly push inside the only woman I’ve ever loved, the only one I want to spend the rest of my life with.
I press in just hard enough to part her lips so she can take my head. My mouth is on hers the second she hisses out in pain and I feel something give inside her, allowing me to press in even more. I kiss her slowly, holding my body still, not wanting to hurt her any more than I already am.
“Are you okay?”
“I will be,” she whispers and then gives a soft laugh. “Eventually.”
I rest my forehead against hers until she says, “Okay, I think I’m ready for more.”
The feel of her clenching around me is a thousand times better than I imagined. She’s so warm and wet, and when I give her another inch, I groan and pull her knee up even higher, desperate to bottom out inside her.
I start to stop when I feel her tense again, but she shakes her head, “No, keep going,” and I don’t make her ask twice. She’s obviously wanting to use therip the band-aid offmethod, but I still keep my movements slow as I gently sink into her.
“Fuck,” I growl, completely consumed by the sensation of our bodies joining, and wondering how in the hell I’m ever going to be able to leave. Why would I ever separate her body from mine? Not when it feels this good, and not when it makes me feel so close to her it’s like we’re one person.
When I’m in as deep as I can get, I press her thigh up even higher and then sink in a bit more. Overcome by too many sensations to even acknowledge, I press my forehead to hers and stay like this—me inside her, her locked around me, and nothing separating us as her eyes search mine and she whispers that she loves me.
It’s perfect.
“I love you, Van,” I tell her before cupping her face and kissing her like she’s the reason I was born, because she is. She is my life, my everything, and I will spend every day I have left loving her and taking care of her and knowing that I’m completely and utterly unworthy of her.
With my hips still, I break our kiss just long enough to ask, “Are you okay? Do you need me to not move?”
I feel her grin against my lips. “Move,” she murmurs before giving my bottom lip a soft bite. “I want to see what you can do with this thing.”
I smile before I kiss her again, groaning into her mouth when I pull back and feel the way her inner walls grip my shaft the whole way.
“You feel so good,” I tell her when I sink back in. “Goddamn, Van, I had no idea it would feel this good.”
When I thrust into her just a bit faster, she moans my name and starts to rock her hips, slowly at first, but then I feel a shiver run through her body before she hikes her leg around my waist and speeds up. She meets my movements, both of us falling into a rhythm like we’ve done this a million times before, like we were made for each other, always meant to end up in this exact moment with me sliding into her and her body taking it all with greedy whimpers and a sensual rocking of her hips.
Fucking perfection.
“Feel better now?” I ask while driving into her again just so I can hear the way her breath catches and feel the sharp sting of her nails biting into my back.
“Yes,” she moans. “I’m really starting to appreciate your size.”
I grin against her lips. “I’m very glad to hear that, Van. You would’ve broken my heart if you didn’t like how I feel inside you. I want you to crave this,” I say, rocking into her in onefluid stroke and then keeping our bodies pressed tightly together as I circle my hips, a move that she really seems to enjoy. She moves beneath me, grinding and moaning when it’s hitting her right where she needs it. “I want you obsessed with my dick, sweetheart, just like I’m obsessed with this tight, perfect pussy.”
“Oh fuck,” she whines, rocking even harder, and all it takes is one more circle of my hips before she falls apart beneath me. Her mouth opens on a gasp as her blue eyes lock on mine so I can watch her as she comes. She’s stunning, and the sight quickly pushes me over the edge right along with her. She clenches around me while I pulse inside her, and it’s so fucking beautiful that it almost hurts to experience it. My throat grows thick, my eyes sting, and I quickly kiss her before I start crying like a goddamn baby and ruin our first time.
Her kiss is slow and sweet, both of us coming down from our high, neither one of us in a hurry for it to be over. I settle into her, keeping us locked together while I cup her face and let her feel how much I love her.
Her fingers dance along my back, slide into my hair, and then finally land on my face. The pads of her thumbs graze my cheeks, and when I start to pull back, she stops me so she can kiss my nose ring.
“I never want to be anywhere other than right here,” I tell her.
“I never want to be anywhere else either.”
I grin and kiss the thumb that softly runs along my lips before I say, “Good, it’s settled. When can you move in?”
Chapter 14
Savanna
Ilaugh, but Niki just kisses my thumb again and lifts a brow, waiting for me to answer the question that he just surprised the hell out of me with. His large body is still cocooning mine, his cock still not fully soft and still taking up enough room to remind me of how sore I’m going to be, and the expression on his face is a mix of so many emotions, but the one I notice most is the worry I see in his grey eyes, the fear that I’ll say no.
“What about my classes?” I ask, figuring I’ll start with the most obvious issue.
