Page 331 of A Vicious Love

She tried to answer. Failed.

Pride moved through me, sharp and satisfied.

“That good?”

She nodded against the pillow.

“Beautiful girl.”

Her arms wrapped around my neck, and she pulled me down until her lips brushed mine. “Don’t stop.”

I lifted my head and studied her face. “Still green?”

Her answer came faster this time. “Green.”

“You hurt?”

“A little.” She swallowed, then moved her hips in a shy, testing way around me. “But it feels good too.”

Fuck.

I kissed her hard enough to swallow the sound I nearly made.

“Now Daddy can move,” I said against her mouth. “Little thrusts first. You keep breathing for me.”

She nodded, clinging.

I pulled out slowly.

The drag of her around me was obscene. I only withdrew halfway before pressing in again, watching her face for pain.

Again.

A little deeper this time.

Her breath hitched, and her nails pressed into my back, but her hips lifted to meet me.

“That’s my girl,” I murmured. “Taking your first fucking so well.”

Her eyes fluttered. The words hit her as hard as the stroke did. I felt it in the way she clenched.

“You feel that?” I asked, lowering my mouth to her ear. “How your body takes me better after you come?”

She made a tiny sound.

“That’s why I’ll always get you there first when you need it. Mouth, fingers, whatever my baby needs.”

Her hands slid into my hair again. “Your fingers.”

I slowed. “What about them?”

Her face went pink.

“Sienna.”

She pouted.

Actually pouted.