Page 104 of A Dangerous Kind of Love

He moves closer. “Are you sure?”

His thumb traces my cheek.

“Yes,” I breathe. “More than anything.”

“Then we’ll go slow. I’m going to take care of you, okay?”

I nod.

“You look kind of big.”

He chuckles softly.

“It’s what I’ve been told, but I’ll be gentle until you’re ready.”

“Okay.” I pause. “I trust you.”

He leans in to kiss me, his lips claiming mine. I wrap my arms around his back, feeling the lines of his muscles under my palms, pulling him closer. The kiss goes on forever, our tongues sliding together lazily, easing the knot in my chest until my body softens beneath him.

He shifts back on top of me, holding most of his weight on his forearms so he won’t crush me. He kisses me again, nipping at my lower lip as his hand trails down to guide himself back into me.

“Breathe for me,” he murmurs against my mouth. “We’ll take it one inch at a time.”

“Okay,” I say, drawing in a deep breath as he presses forward inch by inch, so carefully, stretching me.

The burn hits me again, making me cry out, my body fluttering in protest, but I clutch his shoulders and gasp, “Keep going. Please.”

“You’re sure?”

“Yes,” I gasp. “Please.”

He continues, but stops halfway, letting me adjust, his lips brushing my jaw, and then my neck. The strain from holding back is clear on his face. Sweat beads on his forehead as his cock throbs inside me. He hasn’t had sex in two years, and now he’s having to go slow because of me.

I’m such a pussy.

“You’re so tight.”

“Is that good?”

Why don’t I know if that’s fucking good or not?

He laughs. “Very good.”

He rocks his hips in tiny movements, easing deeper with each one, until he’s fully buried. It’s intense, a sharp edge of pain. I whimper, but my hips lift on their own, craving more. He moves a little more, and I close my eyes because the pain is fading. All I feel right now is good.

“Oh my god!”

“No, Doll. Just Michael,” he smirks while moving inside me.

“Jackass,” I say smacking his arm.

He thrusts a little harder.

“Am I still a jackass?”

“Yes, but please don’t stop.”

He grinds against my clit and smiles. I close my eyes again and let out a sound I didn’t know I was capable of making.