The head of his cock made contact with her core.He hissed.She was wet, so wet, and even that little brush was an entrance to a forbidden heaven.
“Please,” she begged.“I need-I need you.”
Unable to resist any longer, he tried to sink into her but encountered resistance.She was a virgin, of course, and his member was not small.
“It won’t-I can’t—”
“No,” she protested.
He looked at her face and saw tears in her eyes.“Shh, my darling.I will try.”
He positioned his cock at her entrance once more.He found himself entranced, however, by her core.He had heard men speak of women with beautiful cunts.And right now, he thought Scarlett Perkins must be one of those women.The sweet swell of her pink flesh, the way she looked so blushing and wet for him.Christ, he could come just from looking at her here.
He took the head of his cock and ran it over her wet core, slipping from her entrance to where he suspected the center of her pleasure was located.When he reached that place, she let out a gasp.
“Please,” she repeated.
He returned his cock to her entrance once more and tried to ease into her.But she was still too tight.The sensation, however, on the head of his cock was magnificent.He couldn’t imagine what it would be like to enter her fully.
“Darling, I don’t think—We need more time.”
Not to mention, he was already on the precipice himself.He knew that to avoid getting her with child, he would need to withdraw.And he had no confidence that he would be able to at present.
She let out an actual sob of frustration.“Please.Try.”
To appease her, he did once more, but the resistance he met with had his head spinning, his cock crying out for relief, and her wincing beneath him.
“I am hurting you.I won’t have that.”
Tears were on her cheeks now.“What is wrong?Is it me?”
“No, darling,” he said, hating to see her weep.“It isn’t you.We just need more time.To allow you to open for me.”
“Don’t go,” she said.“I’m so close.”
He saw now that the trouble was.She wanted him inside her—but he wouldn’t fit.Not now.And she wanted release.
“Me too,” he admitted.
Then, on instinct, he took his cock and dragged it once more over that sensitive place at the top of her core.She cried out raggedly.He did it again and again and again, seeing stars himself.
“Yes, yes,” she whimpered.“Don’t stop.”
He didn’t.He repeated the motion until he could stand the pleasure no longer.
When she broke apart, she cried out, her eyes closed, her face flushing to that gorgeous crimson.
Then he had no choice but to follow.He spilled on her stomach, narrowly avoiding coming all over her pretty little pussy.
He had never come so hard in his life.
Chapter Twenty-Two
When the doctorarrived to inspect Scarlett’s ankle, Malcolm was waiting outside her room, seemingly the image of the perfect gentleman.
No one was the wiser about what had transpired between them.
The doctor proclaimed her injury a mild sprain and prescribed rest until it could bear weight.
