Page 322 of A Vicious Love

Her back arched.

“Good?” I asked.

She nodded fast.

Her eyes squeezed shut, and a moan broke out of her, fuller than before.

“That’s it,” I said, voice rough. “That’s where I want you. Soft and wet and feeling so good that the stretch stops scaring you.”

I worked her that way until her body opened more easily around my fingers. When Ieased my fingers free and she whimpered, immediately reaching for me.

That time she smiled properly, and I felt ten feet tall for making her do it.

I reached for another pillow and slid it beneath her hips. Then I adjusted her gently, guiding her until she lay back in the best angle for both of us: hips lifted, back supported, knees bent and open around me, feet planted lightly on the mattress so she didn’t feel pinned. I wanted her able to move.

I settled between her thighs and braced one hand beside her head.

Her eyes dropped between us again, and her nerves came back in a visible wave.

“Baby.”

She looked up.

“Stay with my face.”

“That’s difficult when your…” She swallowed. “When you’re right there.”

“My cock?”

Her blush went violent. “Yes.”

“Say it.”

She stared at me.

I brushed her hair away from her cheek. “No shame here.”

Her voice dropped to a whisper. “Your cock.”

“Good girl.”

Her breathing shook.

I poured more lube into my palm and stroked myself slowly, watching her watch me. Her gaze was helpless now, following every movement, fear and need tangled so tightly I could barely separate them. I slicked myself thoroughly, because pride had no place in causing pain I could prevent, then guided the head of my cock against her.

Her arms came around my neck.

I rested my forehead against hers, keeping the head of me pressed at her entrance, letting her feel the pressure without taking it farther. Even that made her body tense around nothing, trying to understand the shape of me.

“It’s going to hurt at first,” I said softly. “I hate that, but I won’t lie to you.”

Her nails brushed the back of my neck.

I kissed her again.

Then I started to push in.

Only the head at first.