She rises onto her elbows and bites her bottom lip. “I’m on birth control, and I’m clean.”
I freeze in the doorway and my eyes fall closed. “I’ve never taken anyone bare.” It’s not something I do. I’m rarely with someone long enough to get a feel for their true personality and whether or not they are trustworthy. Most people aren’t—they constantly lie. Not big lies, but small ones to make their lives easier. Honor rarely lies, and I can feel that she isn’t now, and what she’s offering—the trust in me to not hurt her—that’s my undoing.
I return to the bed and climb up and over her body. Her arms wrap around my neck as she welcomes me into the cradle of her thighs.
“Are you sure?” I ask.
“Yes, I trust you.”
I’ve thought a lot about the type of man she’s running from, the relationship she’s escaped, and how I want this experience to be different for her. I flip us so she’s straddling my thighs. Her mouth parts as I drag her forward so my cock rubs against her clit. Her teeth sink into her bottom lip as she twists her hips, making us both groan.
“You’re in control, firecracker. We are going to do this together. You choose when, but use my cock to do it.”
Her hands ball into fists on my chest as she grinds down, and her breathing stutters. My hands grab her hips and lift her off me. “Ah, ah, no coming until I’m inside you.” She huffs in annoyance, making me smirk. She has a little brat in her, not something I’ve ever found attractive until now.
“I’m scared,” she whispers.
I release her hips and wrap my hands around her neck as Iinch up the bed so I’m sitting up. I kiss away her worries and feed her my courage and strength. With each pass of my tongue against hers, I describe a future filled with love, not fear, but she has to trust me.
She grinds down on my cock, and I let her squirm a minute before lifting her away. I meant what I said.
“Honor, look at me.” Her eyes flick open, and her pupils are blown wide with desire. She’s so close to overcoming this hurdle, to healing herself from the torment. “I promise your night will end in pleasure, but sometimes to get there, we have to endure a little pain. But it will be worth it. Trust me to take your pain and turn it into restless heat and desire.”
Her hand drifts between her legs, and she grasps my cock before lining it up at her entrance. I’m already coated with her juices, and there’s nothing more I can do to help prepare her, so I just stay patient.
Her legs tremble as she holds herself above me. “You don’t have to—” She slams down and steals my breath as she takes half my length.Fuck.
She hisses and tears spring forth from her eyes and spill down her cheeks. My hands land on her hips, and I hold her steady as she adjusts to me. I kiss her wet cheeks, stealing the pain in her tears as she breathes through it. She rocks against me, taking another inch, then another.
My thighs are clenched as I fight the need to thrust inside her. I’ve never done gentle and slow—it’s not in my nature. But I will for her. I will be what she needs. But the feel of her heat, naked and tight, squeezing my cock like she’s trying to hold onto me—fuck.
“That’s it, firecracker, you are taking me so well.”
Her eyes lock onto mine as she works to take all of me. “That feels good,” she utters with a look of pure wonder as she finally sits flush against my thighs.
My lips twitch as I twist my hips to rub my piercings against her G-spot. Her head falls back and a moan of pure need erupts from her throat. I urge her up so I can create a little more friction. Watching Honor come apart while I’m inside her is a revelation. She clenches around me, and I fight not to come like a teenager. I’ve been worked up all day, so it’s not a surprise.
She twists her hips as she sinks back down, finding that one spot that drives her crazy. I’m going to find every single place that makes her moan like this, inside and out. I will know this woman better than she knows herself.
She gets more confident as the pain fades, and she realizes something very important—she is not broken. She owns her pleasure, and I’m the lucky bastard that gets to hold her on this journey of rediscovery.
I swipe a lock of damp hair from her forehead. “You okay, firecracker?”
She nods, then she says something that makes my control snap. “Fox? I need you to stop holding back. Fuck me hard, steal my air, and make me scream so loud that the pastor thinks I’ve been possessed.”
CHAPTER 38
HONOR
I’m done being broken.
His pupils expand and then he flips us, never losing contact between our bodies. He buries himself even deeper than before. The pain slowly fades as my body adjusts to his size. It wasn’t half as bad as I imagined it to be, largely due to him spending the day preparing me for him. The tenderness he’s shown me helped me get over my fear. Letting another man inside my body is a massive deal—it’s not something I ever expected to do again. But Fox has broken through every barrier, soothed every fear, and stoked a fire in my soul I’d long thought snuffed out by Gideon.
His hands tangle in mine as he presses them above my head into the soft sheets. It’s a dominant move, but it’s not to control, it’s to connect.
“Don’t take your eyes off me tonight,” he demands as he thrusts slowly into my body. His piercings rub me in all theright places. Damn. I’ve never come from penetration alone. In fact, I’ve never come while having a cock inside of me. He twists his hips, and my eyes roll in the back of my head. He freezes until I refocus on him.
“Good girl,” he utters, dropping a heated kiss onto my lips. My legs wrap around his hips, and I lock my ankles behind his ass, tilting my pelvis. We both groan at the new position. “Do you have another orgasm for me?” he asks.
