When he moved over her again, when he whispered instructions and reminded her to breathe, she realized something powerful.
“I’m going to take this slow. If it becomes too much, you say the word, and we’re done.”
Yeah… no. She wasn’t going to say anything. After everything he’d just given her, he deserved to have the same. And she didn’t want to be a virgin anymore. Maybe then everyone would leave her alone. And maybe she didn’t want her first time to be with some stranger she’d been forced to marry.
She wanted it to be with Connor.
He placed the tip of his cock at her entrance. She tried to rock her hips up to meet him. A stinging swat landed on her left flank.
“Ow!” She glared at him, even though the pain was already melting into heat.
He stared down at her, his expression a cross between bored and amused. But his lips… Now they told a different story. They screamed alpha male. She shivered at the thought.
“Who is in charge right now, little girl?”
“You are, Daddy, but I was trying to help.”
“All I need is for you to relax and tell me if we need to slow down or stop.”
Bliss huffed softly, but her eyes sparkled. “Yes, Daddy. But I don’t want to stop.”
“Me either, babygirl. But I don’t want to hurt you even more.”
Her heart quivered at his words, so sweet she wanted to throw him on his back and kiss him. But she'd better wait until later for that.
And for the first time in her life, Bliss felt like tomorrow might not be a prison sentence. Because what they were doing wasn’t just about the way their bodies fit together or a cheap thrill. He was choosing her. And even if it couldn’t last, she was choosing him, too.
“Oh!” Her breath left her in a gasp as Connor nudged in and out of her entrance using just the tip of his cock. It sent shockwaves of pleasure crashing through her. She couldn’t come again before he made it inside her, right? Whatever he was doing, it had her clit pulsing.
He smiled, with just a pinch of smugness. “You like that, huh?”
“Yeah,” she answered. She hadn’t meant to whisper, but her voice didn’t seem to be working.
“Ready for a bit more?”
“God, yes,” she cried out. Oh, there was her voice.
He slid in slowly, a bit at a time, continuing the slight rocking motion. Careful, like he was memorizing the feel of her. It felt incredible.
With a guttural groan, he paused again once he was halfway inside her. “God, Trouble. You’re so damn hot and tight. So slick around my cock.”
“You… you feel good, too.” Her voice was back to being all breathy. Understatement of the century, but it was all she could get out.
Connor’s skin glistened with the effort he was making to go slow. “Babygirl, you feel incredible.”
“Can I rock a little, too?” The anticipation was overwhelming. If he didn’t say yes, she might pass out. Something was building inside her. Something huge. The need to move was almost more than she could bear. She needed more and was perfectly willing to meet him halfway. Did he think she was made of fragile glass?
“You stay still,” he growled. “I don’t want to have to stop and spank your ass.”
Her pussy spasmed at his words. Or was it his tone? Hard without being harsh. And so, so hot.
He grinned down at her. “Somebody likes that idea.”
She was going to scream. The need was so much harder to take now that she knew what it led to. Exquisite pressure, as his hips pressed against her.
Finally.
But instead of pounding her brains out, Connor held still. Would it break the mood if she hit him? She needed him to move. Still, the way he gritted his teeth did something for her. At least she wasn’t the only one who needed him to move.
