“Fuck…” he rasped softly, forehead dropping briefly against hers. “You feel unreal.”
Johanna could barely think.
The pressure alone was overwhelming. The connection was nothing like she had remembered.
It was far better.
Blaze kissed her. Slow at first, almost tender, his tongue sliding into her mouth while he held himself still inside her, giving her time to adjust to the fullness. But the second she moaned into the kiss and gyrated her hips instinctively beneath him, something inside Blaze snapped. With one deep thrust, he buried himself completely.
Johanna cried out sharply, back arching off the bed as the sudden stretch burned through her body. The sensation was intense, almost too much with pleasure tangled tightly with the sharp ache of being filled so completely after such a long time.
“Baby—” Blaze stilled instantly, breathing hard. “Look at me.”
But Johanna only shut her eyes and lifted her hips again, both hands gripping his ass as she pulled him deeper, refusing to let him retreat.
The movement dragged a rough groan from his throat.
“Fuck, Johanna…”
When he hesitated, trying to control himself, she began moving against him, winding her hips beneath his. The friction sent sparks of pleasure through her body despite the lingering ache.
“Am I hurting you?” he asked hoarsely, eyes searching herswith concern.
Johanna shook her head quickly. “No… It’s just been awhile. Please don’t stop.”
Blaze paused for a moment watching her carefully. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You’re not hurting me. My body is adjusting to you,” she whispered as she rocked beneath him. “It feels so good to have you inside of me again,”
“Baby, you have no idea,” Blaze murmured. He kissed her deeply while he began moving inside her again, slow, deliberate strokes at first, pulling almost all the way out before pushing back in carefully. Every thrust stretched her a little more, eased her body open for him a little deeper.
“Oh God…” she whimpered softly.
“That’s it,” he murmured against her lips. “Relax for me, baby.”
His hands slid beneath her thighs, spreading her wider while he rocked into her with controlled, steady thrusts. The deeper he moved, pleasure grew until Johanna’s moans turned breathier, needier.
Johanna started craving each stroke. Needing them.
Her body clung to him differently, welcoming him deeper every time he thrust forward.
“You’re taking all of me so well,” he groaned. “Fuck… you feel good!”
Johanna gasped when he lifted her hips slightly and drove into her harder. The new angle hit something deep inside her that made her thighs quiver around him.
“Yes… right there,” she moaned softly.
Blaze cursed under his breath and repeated the motion, slower this time, grinding deeper. He lowered her back onto the bed and covered her body with his.
Their kisses turned hungry after that, open mouths andshared breaths as every attempt at restraint dissolved between them. Soft sounds escaped her while Blaze pumped his hips, the heat building steadily as they lost themselves in the familiar rhythm of each other.
Blaze whispered praises against her skin between thrusts, telling her how beautiful she looked beneath him, how wet she was, how good she felt wrapped around him. Every word sent fresh heat spiraling through her already sensitive body.
The rhythm between them grew rougher.
Needier.
Johanna clung desperately to him as his strokes became deeper, more powerful, the headboard beginning to tap softly against the wall from the force of his hips. Her breasts bounced with every thrust, nipples brushing against his chest while sweat slicked their skin together.
