“Are you sure?”
My chest ached at his care. He never pushed me out of my comfort zone. He listened and asked questions, always cautious of my feelings. But I wanted this man on top of me. I wanted to feel his full power as he thrust inside me.
“Please.”
That one word set him loose. Between one breath and the next, he was on me, kissing and licking my neck as he lined himself up.
“Don’t be gentle,” I said, digging my nails into the muscles of his back. “I’m not going to break.”
He’d taken his time. He’d let me call the shots. But tonight I wanted something different. I wanted to feel all of him. I wanted to experience the power in his body and the force of his desire for me.
Kissing me hard, he pushed inside me. “Fuck,” he growled in my ear. “You feel incredible.”
I clutched at him, my body arching to meet his, kissing and biting his neck and moaning as he thrust. I wasn’t scared. I didn’t feel unsafe. This was perfect.
“Harder,” I cried as the headboard beat against the wall.
“Can I go deeper?” he asked, pulling back.
When I nodded urgently, he pushed my knees up, using them as leverage, and thrust harder.
“Is this okay?” he asked.
“Yes,” I moaned, already on the brink of losing control.
My mind went blank. All I could do was relish the sensation as he thrust harder and faster.
“I’ve been dreaming about this,” he growled into my ear, the timbre of his voice making me clench around him. “About fucking you properly. Going so deep and hard.”
It felt like I was flying. Wild and free, bucking my hips up to meet his. My body driven by something even greater than lust.
Safety.
Belonging.
It was so fucking sexy. To be able to fully feel for once instead of overthinking.
“Tell me,” he demanded. “Tell me how good it feels.”
“Perfect.” I gasped. “So full and stretched.”
“I can’t hold on for much longer,” he warned, all his muscles pulled taut. “Can you come for me?”
So close already, I shut my eyes and let the first flutters take over. As the glowing sensation spread through me, my muscles spasmed and my body exploded.
His movements went jerky, and then he was groaning.
“You are incredible,” he said as he collapsed on top of me, his racing heart beating against mine.
“Why does it feel so good?” I wrapped my arms around his torso, my voice slightly muffled by his beard.
“I don’t know,” he said. “But I don’t think I’ll ever recover.”
Chapter 33
Josh
“Okay, I’ll ask again. And this time I want a straight answer.” She hitched the blanket up around her chest, depriving me of the most gorgeous view.
