Fuck.
I slowly pull my finger out,watching how her body responds to the loss.
I quickly stand and take off my jeans. They drop to the floor, and I step out of them.
My cock is rock hard.My hand wraps around it, stroking once just to stop myself from doing something reckless. The friction barely helps; if anything, it makes it worse.
“Take off your bra,” I tell her, my voice rough.
She unclips the front and slides it off one shoulder, then the other, before she tosses it onto the floor.
My gaze lowers over her body, taking in the way her nipples tighten in the cold air.
I turn away and reach for the drawer next to the bed. I grab a condom, tearing open the packet with my teeth.
I roll it down over my cock, my jaw clenches as I smooth it into place. I am so damn turned on it almost makes me dizzy.
“Move up,” I tell her, my voice rough and strained.
I climb back onto the bed, settling over her again.
“I need to be inside you,” I admit softly, more to myself than to her. And that’s the most honest thing I’ve said all night.
I lift one of her legs and bend her knee as I settle between them.
My eyes drop straight to her pussy.
Fuck.
This is happening.
My hand wraps around my cock, guiding it between her thighs. Then I push in slowly.
The stretch hits us both simultaneously. A fractured moan escapes her lips, and I swear the sound fills the whole room.
“Holy shit,” I breathe, my head dropping for a second as I sink deeper.
She is tight, warm, and perfect.
My eyes squeeze shut as I go all the way in, my body going rigid from how damn good it feels.
“Fucking hell,” I mutter, voice strained.
I place my hands on either side of her and hold there, buried inside her, without moving.
“You feel amazing,” I whisper, leaning down to press a slow kiss in between her tits before lifting my head again.
“Don’t move,” I tell her. “Just… let me get used to this.”
Because if I move right now, if I lose control for even a second, I’m going to blow my load like a loser who’s never experienced a pussy this tight before.
And there is no fucking way I am ruining this.
After a few seconds, I move. Not rough or mindless the way I usually do. I drag out the first thrust, watching her face instead of chasing the friction. My eyes close for half a second because the sensation is that fucking good, but I force them open again because I need to see her.
I’ve heard the rumors. I know what people are saying about me. That I fuck hard. That I don’t care.
I can’t do that with her.
