36. Chapter 36
The sweetest whimper tore from her mouth when I dropped my hands from her hips and my cock slipped out. Breath by breath, I tried to steady myself. Each inhale was heavier than the last. I had to gain control.
She had somehow unleashed a passion within me that was both erotic and chaotic all at the same time.
I’d never experienced anything like this.
Her tight nipples dragged across my chest with every move she made.
I wanted to rip the top down and let them spill out so I could lick each of her dusky nipples.
What on earth possessed her to jump me like this?
I needed to figure it out and ensure we had a repeat. I pushed her up and her eyes were glazed with arousal.
“Lev, I don’t want to stop, but we should, right?”
Her question should have been enough to remind me how crazy this was. But she was moving again, rubbing herself up and down my shaft, coating me. Fuck, she was so wet.
“Kiss me,” I huffed instead.
Obedient as I knew she would be, she leaned down and put her lips against mine. My hand slipped between us. She gasped, and I swallowed the sound. I dragged two knuckles over her clit in a light caress, applying more pressure as she whimpered.
Breaking the kiss, I said, “You’ve got me in a place I’ve never been before. I want all the way inside you, something fierce. I’m not a master at control. I’m still learning how to wield it.”
“I need you to not master it. Please,” she begged.
Our lips met again, and she rocked against my cock, slipping the tip of me back inside her tightness. Uneven breaths and tiny whimpers reached my ears, and I swallowed each and every one of them, committing them to memory.
I groaned, a guttural sound, trying to control my cock from going too deep. But she wiggled her hips, seeking friction from my knuckles, which only had me sliding further inside her tight hole.
“I’m…fucked,” I breathed.
My brain was gone. All rational thinking fled as my need for her grew. Consumed by lust, I repositioned my hands and yanked her hips down. At the same time, I thrust up hard, sinking deeper than before.
“Fuck,” she yelped, her pussy contracted around me.
I wasn’t even all the way in.
Something dark and untamed tore loose in my chest, ripping through every ounce of restraint I had left. Number three on her ridiculous list was officially mine for the taking. The reality of that hit me like a blow to the ribs.
I’d crossed a line with her. And now that I had, there was no going back. Nothing would satisfy the ache building inside me except claiming her completely. Which is what I did next. I lifted my hips as she pushed my sweats lower. My cock surged further into her.
“Please, Lev, it hurts,” she cried.
Being inside her was life-altering. Her pussy didn’t just squeeze. It practically twisted around me. It was like being coiled by a constrictor. The sensation was overwhelming.
“Shh, I know. Give it a second and your pretty little cunt is going to adjust. And when it does, princess, I’m going to thrust all the way in.” She whimpered, and a tiny sob escaped.
“Going to bury my cock all the way inside your incredible, tight, hot pussy.” I moved as I spoke, letting loose a loud moan as my cock slipped all the way inside.
“No,” she cried, wincing as her body struggled to accommodate my length and girth. “Please, we can’t…”
We both froze, and the seconds clicked by.
“Shit,” I breathed out hard, knowing I had to do the right thing.
I tapped her hip with my hand and pushed her back. Her inner walls, which had adjusted around my shaft, tightened once more in protest.
“You need to lighten up your grip on me, Bella,” I hissed, tapping her hip once more.
“I’m sorry,” she sobbed, lifting her body up, her forearms resting on my chest. “I never should have…Oh God, what’s wrong with me? I raped you,” she stammered, looking shocked.
A sharp breath shuddered through me, uneven and strained. “You’re fine, princess. If I recall, I told you to use me at your will.”
“You’re not mad?”
“No. Now be a good girl and lie down next to me and we can talk about it.” Once more, I tapped her hip.
I hissed as she adjusted and moved, extracting my length from her depths. Then she stopped before coming off completely. She squirmed, slipping back down my shaft. Her virginal blood, along with her arousal, coated my dick. With a loud moan and my name on her lips, she threw her head back.
“Maybe just a little longer. I like how it feels. You were right, it’s not so bad now.”
“Bella,” I warned. The last syllable of her name wavered as my sanity did. But confusion doused every bit of lust that consumed me with her next words.
“God, we shouldn’t be doing this,” she murmured as she stroked just the tip of me. “We have to stop, now,” she added, but did the absolute opposite.
Holy hell. She was pulling in two directions at once. Her body still leaning into me, her words trying to draw a line between us. I knew which one mattered.
“Princess, I’m going to need you to stop,” I ground through clenched teeth as she slowly rocked her hips.
Fuck, her pussy was magical. I wanted to bury into her and stay there for eternity.
Still, I reminded myself, anything other than a resounding yes meant no.
Her vacillating back and forth wasn’t an excuse to continue fucking her.
With all the strength of a thousand men, I pulled her completely off my dick.
She looked crestfallen as I plopped her down next to me. I reached for her. A sharp crack echoed in the air as her palm connected with my cheek. The impact was quick. A rush of warmth bloomed, tingling against my skin. I blinked at her, completely lost. The shock landing much harder than the blow.
“Bella,” I growled.
Anger and something I couldn’t quite place shone in her eyes. Her hand raised once more, and I grabbed it before it could connect.
My jaw flexed. “Are we hitting now? Is that a thing with you?”
“I wasn’t done,” she huffed.
“Yes. You. Were,” I breathed, finding more of that earlier lost control.
With my fingers still closed around her wrist, I drew several deep breaths. Her own was hitched. I turned her hand over, pressing my lips to the soft center of her palm. She jerked, trying to pull away, but I tightened my grip, feeling the faint tremble in her fingers.
I yanked her other hand into mine and shoved them both over her head. The silk of her pajama top rubbed against my chest as her breast strained against the fabric.
Pushing her back down against the bed, I leaned in. “In my world, words like shouldn’t, stop, and no mean exactly that.”
“We’re not in that world,” she said as fire shot out of her eyes.
God, she was breathtaking.
“I may have slipped back there, pun intended, but the truth is, I’m always in that world. Now, if I let your hands go, do you promise not to smack me anymore?”
“No,” she taunted.
Her chest heaved, drawing my attention.
“Where is this coming from?” I asked, trying to understand this beautiful woman but feeling like an abject failure. The many-faceted sides of her were too confusing.
“It’s your fault. All you do is tease me. You have every day since we got here. Literally, from day one.”
“Is that right? I’ve teased you? Let’s go back to day one. If I recall after we walked the boardwalk, you thrust your little legs into my lap to massage your tired muscles—”
“That’s not fair. You do that with Kinsley all the time. And they were sore.” She shifted her eyes away from mine.
“Uh, huh. But I’m pretty sure no part of her feet has touched my dick. Ever.”
“Ugh, I hate you.”
“What about the way you dragged your ass against my cock as we stood outside waiting for the roller coaster?”
“I did not,” she hissed. “We were swaying to the music.”
“I see. So you didn’t push your tight ass against me?”
“I already said I didn’t,” she sneered.
I let her hand go and sighed in frustration.
Shaking my head, I moved to my side of the bed, reaching for my sweats that had been pushed down past my ass at this point.
I had no sooner gotten comfortable beside her than she jumped on me.
Once more, her hand shot out and cracked against my cheek—I froze. My cock roared back to life.
Jesus, what the hell was happening here?
“You took my virginity. You said sex could be mind-blowing. I want to experience that, and I was until you stopped.”
Then, without warning, she leaned down and kissed me. Fuck, her lips were addictive, and I relaxed into the kiss, allowing her to take control. Her tongue slipped into my mouth and moved against mine. Her taste was sweet, and I may as well have been a starving man. I needed this. I needed her.
The feel of her fingers on my waistband barely registered as she continued to kiss me. She pulled on my bottom lip, distracting me further, sucking it into her mouth and nibbling on it. Somehow, once again she freed my cock. I hissed at the heat that greeted me.
“You said we shouldn’t—shit,” I moaned as she sank slowly down on me, stealing my breath.
“Forget what I said. I need to be fucked, Lev, and I need you to do it because damn it—”
Her words cut off sharply, and she moaned as my hands moved to her ass and I ground her against me. Leaning down, she kissed me again. Her hips rocked, and I met her movements with slow thrusts, gasping into her mouth.
She deepened the kiss as she slowly fucked me. Her pussy was soaked, gripping my cock like no tomorrow. The look in her eyes as she straddled my hips made me damn near whimper.
“You feel so damn good. I love it,” she panted.
Focus on her kisses. Do not come.
Her head fell back, and I ripped her nightgown down the center, feeling feral.
Tiny buttons flew in various directions.
My hands shot up her back, and I forced her to lean down so I could suck on her nipples.
Beautiful, sweet moans rose from her. They were timed with each pull of my fisted hair in her hand.
Fuck, she was everything.
“You’re so tight and hot.”
“I am?” she asked.
My answer was a whimper, and that set her on fire. Fuck.