Chapter Four #2
He rises to his feet and strips off his pants. I take in his thick, heavy cock, obviously aroused, and my eyes open wide. I might be wet, but I don’t know how he’ll fit.
“Relax, princess. I’ll make it good for you.”
At his gruff words, warmth spreads like liquid through my veins. I believe him and reach down, wriggling off my shorts, taking my skimpy bikini underwear off with them.
Though inexperienced with sex, I don’t want to make him feel like he’s with a young girl, not when he’s already made my age an issue.
So, I bare myself to him, doing my best not to blush or attempt to cover myself.
Instead, I lay down, as ready as I’ll ever be.
No matter how nervous I am, my sex throbs and feels empty.
For the first time, I know what it’s like to want.
I want to be filled by him, even if it hurts.
“Fucking beautiful,” he says, his hot gaze raking over my skin.
I swallow hard, aware of my nipples puckering even more under his approving stare. “Do you know what I’ve been thinking about since the first time I saw you without a shirt?” I ask, looking up into his handsome face.
“Tell me.” He braces his hands on either side of my shoulders again, but this time, when he lowers himself, his hot erection pulses against my belly and my sex.
“I wanted to lick that tattoo on your shoulder,” I admit, pushing myself to my elbows and doing just that, my tongue swiping across his hot skin. “Salty,” I say. “And you smell good.”
A light coating of precome smears across my stomach. Obviously, he likes that, so I continue, trailing a path along the tribal band.
“Enough.” His gruff voice doesn’t put me off, not when he’s so hard and his hips arching against my body.
He draws a long breath. “I need to see if I have condoms,” he mutters.
I ask myself if I trust him enough and decide yes, I do. “I’m on birth control, and you already know I’ve never done this before. How about you? Are you safe?”
“You’re asking me if I can take you bare?” His gaze darkens at the rhetorical question. “I was tested after I left New York. I wasn’t sure I trusted the woman I’d been with. Then did it again after…well, we can talk about it another time. I don’t want anyone else between us right now.”
I nod in understanding. “Then let’s do this.”
He shakes his head and chuckles. “You always surprise me. We’re not just going to do this. I’m going to make sure you’re so ready for me, nothing else matters.”
He then slides down my body and sits between my thighs, his body resting on his knees. Gripping my thighs, he pulls my legs apart. “Put them on my shoulders.”
No one has ever gone down on me, either, but I don’t think this is the time to mention it. All too aware of his sizzling gaze on my nearly bare sex, I do as he instructs. But I can’t watch any longer, and as his face draws closer, I shut my eyes in time for the first swipe of his tongue on my clit.
My hips buck, and I moan, the sound escaping because I never imagined how good this could feel.
“You taste delicious,” he mutters and begins to suck and nibble, pulling my outer lips into his mouth, teasing me by licking me everywhere but where I need him most. He slides that talented tongue over the seam between my thigh and my sex, showing me yet another erogenous zone.
My pussy throbs with desire, and I begin to rock my hips, grinding myself against his mouth but not getting the friction I need. Suddenly he sucks my clit between his lips, and a flash fire rips through me.
“Maddox, please, more. Right there.” I arch into him.
He grasps onto my hips, holding tight as he eats me like he can’t get enough.
I begin to spiral, rocking against his face until my climax hits, and I scream his name, stars flashing in front of my closed eyes as he takes me through the orgasm with continued licks and nibbles until I can’t take it any longer.
“Enough, please.” I lower my legs off his shoulders and open my eyes in time to see him lift his head and wipe his mouth on my thigh.
“I think you’re ready,” he says in a husky voice that arouses me again.
And here I thought I was finished.
He crawls up my body until the head of his cock settles at my entrance. “I’ve got you,” he promises, slowly pushing his way inside me.
He’s right; I’m ready as he easily slips inside me a little bit, then another inch more. “Okay?” he asks.
I manage a nod though I feel stretched to the limit and unsure I can take any more of him.
He captures my lips with his and kisses me, devouring my mouth until I can’t think of anything but him.
My hips rock against him, and without warning, he arches his hips and thrusts in deep, causing me to cry out in pain.
He lifts his head. “Shh. It’ll get better. I promise.”
Despite the tear that falls from my eye, I nod, trusting him.
Dipping his head, he licks my nipple, pulling it into his mouth and teasing with his teeth.
Desire rushes through me, and he begins to move, rocking his hips against me before he slides out slowly, then pushes back in.
He moves back up and kisses me again, picking up rhythm as he begins to pump into me.
“You’re tight and feel so good.”
His words sweep over me, and suddenly, I’m wet and taking all of him, arousal and pleasure combining into a heady mix.
“Okay?” he asks, looking deep into my eyes.
God, he’s gorgeous and sexy, and so concerned about me it brings more tears to my eyes as I nod.
“Better than okay. Amazing.”
His lips lift, and satisfaction gleams in his eyes. He pulls his hips back and thrusts in, repeating the action, his gaze never leaving mine. I have the sense he’s making sure he doesn’t hurt me.
He can’t. Not anymore.
“Harder, Maddox. And don’t stop.”
He complies, pounding into me, and my body responds, waves of pleasure rocking through me, rising with each successive thrust.
“I’m not going to last,” he says, shifting positions and suddenly hitting a spot inside me that feels incredible.
“There. Again.” He repeats the motion and a rush of arousal sweeps me up and over the edge. “Maddox, oh God, I’m coming.” Nothing has ever felt as good.
He loses that control he’s been holding onto, and his thrusts become harder, rougher, less coordinated. “Fuck, princess, yes.” He follows me over with a long groan that I feel down to my soul.