Chapter 11
Lia
When his weight lowers onto me, I spread my legs and arch into him like a cat. His firm chest grazes over my nipples, sending tingles down my stomach where they settle in my clit.
His erection presses against my inner thigh, moving up and down with the rock of his hips. With each flex of his pelvis, he moves a little closer to where I want him most. I’m nervous about his size, but not so much that I’ll stop what’s happening.
I want him to be the one — my first. I always figured that once a guy has permission, he’d immediately thrust home.
Nick takes his time. He moves against me, making me wetter and wetter. I lift to meet each brush of his shaft. It feels like he’s dragging this out forever. I need him to fill me up.
“More. Please. I need more.”
With a groan, he pulls back. When he thrusts forward this time, his tip lines up with my opening and pushes inside. My instinct is to clench my muscles, but that makes things worse.
“Lia,” he says through gritted teeth. “Try to relax. It’s too fucking tight.”
“Is it hurting you too?”
He huffs what’s probably meant to be a laugh, but ends up a shuddered breath. “No. The tighter you are, the better it feels, but unless you want me to come right now, please try to relax.”
I grip his arms and try to take a deep breath. Under my palms, I feel his biceps straining with the effort it’s taking him to hold back. He reaches between us, pressing on my clit, rubbing the pad of his thumb up and down, up and down.
The sensations make my head fall back onto the pillow. My legs relax and collapse onto the mattress. And that’s when he pushes in, in, in until I feel his body pressed to mine. We both pause and pant, even though he’s barely made it through one thrust.
I feel stretched tight, full. The longer he plays with my clit, the more relaxed I become. Until it begins to build toward an orgasm. I shift, lifting my hips to his finger.
He hums his approval as he starts to move as well. The second stroke of him inside me is much less painful, but no less intense. I still feel stretched.
The next time he sinks inside me, he does something that has him hitting the perfect spot inside me. I whine. He groans.
This seems to set something free. His hips pick up speed. I pause to absorb all the sensations. I hoped it would feel good, but the friction that comes with his fast rhythm has me curling my toes.
Little grunts work their way out of me like he’s pushing them up with each thrust. I can’t bring myself to care though, because there is no pride. There’s only me reaching for an orgasm that will drown all the other orgasms I’ve ever had.
He whispers my name, kisses my neck, circles my clit. I’m already close. I wrap my arms and legs around him, wanting him to get as deep inside me as humanly possible. It’s so good as I feel his powerful muscles flex and ease as I glide my hands up and down his back.
“Lia,” he groans. “I’m going to come inside you.”
May back arcs so hard, I’m worried I’ll buck him off of me, but my arms and legs are still twined around him like a vine, holding him to me.
Like the climax earlier, my vision blurs, then sparks with all the colors of the rainbow. My muscles clench tight as if trying to hold on to the pleasure exploding inside me.
“Fuck,” he grits out.
Just as I’m coming back to reality, I feel him. His shaft jerks inside me, hitting that spot again and again and again. A silent scream scratches my throat as his muscles jolt and jitter.
Then we’re a puddle of limbs and sweat in the middle of the bed. Our breathing starts to calm as we hear the floor creaking somewhere in the house. We both stiffen. Nick jumps out of bed and starts tugging on clothes.
“You don’t want your friends to know about us?” I ask.
He looks at me. “Lia, if you think I’m embarrassed about what’s happening between us, you’re wrong. I’m surprised, but not embarrassed. But as much as I love my friends, your dad is the first one we need to talk to about what’s going on between us.”
“And what’s going on between us?”
His lips spread wide, showing rows of white teeth. “You’re mine,” he says. “And I take care of what’s mine.”