Chapter 32
Nathan
With my cock half inside her, I freeze. "Baby"—I push my palms into the bed—"I’m so fucking sorry I hurt you."
She shakes her head, opens her mouth, but nothing comes out. Instead, a tear rolls down from the corner of her eye.
I bend and lick it up. That makes her breath hitch.
I lower my face over hers, look into her features.
"I should have gone slower, but I got carried away. And you’re so fucking hot and tight and moist, and—" I freeze, for she’s tilted up her hips, enough that my cock slides in further.
The muscles of my shoulders bunch. My groin tightens.
Tendrils of need radiate out from where we’re joined.
I want so badly to ram all the way inside of her, but I’m not going to risk causing her more pain.
I reach down between us and rub at her clit.
She cries out, then locks her ankles around my neck.
"It aches," she groans.
I freeze, every muscle in my body locking up. "I knew it. I knew I should have held back." I begin to withdraw, but she digs her heels into my back.
"Don’t you dare stop now.”
"You need time to adjust to my size. I should have prepared you more for my intrusion."
"Well, you’re in now, aren’t you?"
I wince. "Not exactly."
"What do you mean?"
"I’m only halfway in."
"Wh-a-a-t?" Her mouth falls open. "You’re joking."
In response, my cock twitches inside of her.
"You…” She swallows. “You seriously aren’t all the way in?"
I lower my head and brush my mouth over hers. "I’m a big man."
"You don’t say?" she scoffs.
"Did you roll your eyes at me?"
She assumes a look of innocence. "I wouldn’t dare."
"And still sassy. Maybe you need your pussy slapped again, hmm?"
Her flush depends. "No!"
"Or maybe you need your arse spanked."
"Maybe," she says coyly.
"Why, Mrs. Davenport, I do believe you might enjoy that too much."
"It, uh, has its merits." She tips up her chin.
"And I’m sorry I took you in such a hurry."
"I don’t know"—she flutters her eyelashes—"it’s flattering that you couldn’t wait. I’d like to think I was the cause of you losing control."
"More than you’ll ever know." I circle her clit, then touch the place where I’m joined with her.
A shiver grips her. And when I trace the outline of her pussy lips, moisture bathes my cock.
I slide my hand behind her to the valley between her arse cheeks, and when I play with her forbidden entrance, her entire body shudders.
Her inner walls spasm, and I slip further inside her.
And when I lower my head and lave at her nipple, she arches her back.
I bite down, and her pussy clamps down around my dick.
"Ffffuck!" I push my forehead into her shoulder to calm myself down. I will not lose control. I need to make this really good for her. I press little kisses up her neck to her mouth, and when I lick her lips, she relaxes again.
"Let me in, baby," I whisper.
She shudders and pants and writhes against me. And then she pushes up and into me. I slip in all the way to the hilt. I stay there, with my balls knocking into her cunt, and when I play with the rosette of her back-entrance, she groans, "Not today."
"Not today," I agree, "but you’ll offer me your virgin arse very soon."
"That depends." She cracks open her heavy eyelids.
"On what?"
"On how good you make it for me—" She gasps as I pull back and stay poised against the rim of her entrance.
"You were saying—"
She blinks slowly. "Was I?"
"Hmm…" I tease her back hole. "Something about how good I make it for you?"
"Awfully cocky, aren’t you?"
I dig my knees into the mattress, and with a lunge of my hips, I sink inside her to the hilt. Hot and tight, and so fucking wet. My brain cells seem to short-circuit from the pleasure. I manage to get a hold of my thoughts and focus my gaze on her features, "Does that feel good, darling?"
She swallows, opens her mouth, but no words come out.
I cup her cheek. "Not continuing until you reply, Starling."
She blinks, then nods. "I swear, I can feel you in my throat."
I half smile. "That’s flattering baby, but my question was, does it feel good for you?"
"It feels like"—she looks between my eyes—"I’m yours."
My heart feels like it’s going to burst through my ribcage.
A sensation of floating on thin air fills me, and I haven’t even orgasmed.
This… This is how I knew it would be with her.
This is why I stayed away from her. This is why, now that I’ve had a taste of her, I’ll never be able to give her up. "I’m going to make love to you."
I pull back again, and still holding her gaze, I kick my hips forward and slide into her, all the way, until I can’t fit further. I brush up against the wall of her cervix, and a low groan emerges from her.
"You like that?"
She nods, her green eyes filled with lust. It makes me feel so fucking good that I’m pleasuring her.
I reach up and loosen the belt on her wrists.
When her hands are free, she wraps them about my neck and pulls me close.
I gaze deeply into her eyes, our breaths mingling, and begin to fuck her in earnest. The next time I thrust into her, her entire body jolts.
The bed squeaks, and the headboard crashes into the wall.
I push into her again, angling my hips so I sink even deeper.
At the same time, I curve my finger inside her back channel.
"Nate," she cries out, and her body jolts again. Her pupils are so dilated, I can see myself reflected in the sheet of black.
I plunge into her one last time, and when she arches her back and digs her fingernails into my shoulders, I growl, "Come with me."