“No, I… I want you,” I whimper. “But everything is so…sensitive.”
“I’ll go slow, I promise.”
My mouth goes dry as he settles himself between my thighs, and the head of his cock presses against me.
“Fuck! God, Riley. You have no idea how good you feel, and I’m not even inside you yet.”
I wrap my thighs around his waist and dig my heels into the hard muscles of his ass, silently asking for more.
He wraps his hand around the back of my neck and rests his forehead against mine as he slowly starts to thrust his hips.
His movements are slow and unhurried so I can savor every inch of him as he enters me.
Our eyes stay locked on one another, as we come together as one.
It’s more intimate than anything we’ve shared, and I feel so overwhelmed that a stray tear runs down my cheek as I cling to Kieran.
“Princess…” He leans in to kiss the tear away. “Am I hurting you?”
I shake my head, my throat too thick to speak. Instead, I wrap my arms around him and hold him closer as I move my hips.
We stay like that, wrapped in each other's arms as Kieran starts to move inside me once more.
Our skin is slick with sweat, and our breathing turns ragged, but we keep the pace slow, savoring every moment.
Nothing has ever felt so right, and I never want it to end.
Eventually, he pulls away to adjust his weight onto his forearm while his other hand remains wrapped around the back of my neck to hold me steady as his pace starts to quicken.
“I’m getting close,” Kieran pants, his ab muscles flexing as he tries to hold back.
“Don’t stop.” I angle my hips so that he rubs against my clit with each thrust.
He squeezes my neck just enough to make me gasp. “Look at me, Riley. I want to watch you come.”
I force myself to keep my eyes open and locked on Kieran, and I watch his own widen when my pussy clenches around his cock.
“Fuck, yes.” His hips jerk, and I cling to him as he empties himself inside me, moaning when his seed leaks down my thighs.
When he finally stills, I’m so limp I can’t even bring myself to speak.
I lay tangled in the sheets as Kieran slides himself free and pads into the bathroom to retrieve a towel to clean me up before climbing back onto the bed, curling himself around me.
His chest is warm against my back, and he has one hand splayed low on my stomach, the other tangled in my hair. His chest moves up and down as he breathes, and I close my eyes, savoring the feel of being wrapped up in his arms. Even though we’re still figuring it all out, right now I feel safe, and I wouldn’t trade that feeling for the world.
Just as I’m about to drift off to sleep, Kieran’s lips graze the shell of my ear.
“That’s how I would have taken your virginity,” he murmurs, and my breath catches.
I smile faintly, too spent to do anything more than reach back and curl my fingers around the back of his neck.
“Honestly?” I gently run my fingers through his hair. “I wouldn’t change a thing. Not the night at the hotel. Not the fights. Not even the handcuffs.”
He chuckles softly, and his body shakes against me.
I turn my face just enough to glimpse him. “I mean it. The last few weeks have been a mess, but…I don’t regret a second of it.”
His hand tightens around me as he kisses the sensitive skin beneath my ear.
