Chapter 11 #3
“I think you can. One more. I want to make sure you’re soaked and as relaxed as you can be to take me. As you pointed out, I’m not a small man. Please?”
Shit. How could she resist when he asked so nicely? And seriously, if the man wanted to give her another round of the same incredible pleasure she’d just felt, why the hell would she say no?
She gave him a shy nod.
“Brave as hell. Close your eyes and feel, Brin. I’ve got you.”
He had her.
Yes, he did.
Brinley did as requested and closed her eyes.
The lack of sight seemed to heighten her other senses.
His fingers moved in and out of her once more, still slow and steady, but this time instead of his mouth on her clit, she felt his other hand rest heavily on her lower belly before what she assumed was his thumb began stroking her clit.
He started out light and easy before putting more and more pressure on the sensitive bundle of nerves.
She couldn’t keep her moans from escaping. This felt…so much more intense than anything she’d ever experienced. She could hear the sound of his fingers moving in and out of her soaking-wet body, could smell her own arousal.
She felt him move, and her eyes opened. He was on his knees now, his gaze fixed between her legs. He looked intense, and his entire upper chest was flushed.
She’d done that. Ugly Brinley Deaton.
She felt proud and immensely turned on at the same time.
Looking down, she saw his cock more clearly now, hard and thick and pointed straight at her. It looked angry, and kind of scary if she was being honest. As he moved his hand, pumping his fingers in and out of her folds, his cock jerked with the motion.
“Gonna add one more finger. You can take me, Brin. Let me in.”
In response, she opened her legs wider, planting the soles of her feet flat on the mattress.
His gaze moved up to hers then, and she could see the pride and her own lust reflected back at her.
Brinley felt like a different person at that moment.
Seeing firsthand how much pleasure Dash was deriving from this was life-altering.
He wasn’t in bed with her because he had to be.
He wasn’t doing everything in his power to give her an orgasm because it was what was expected of him.
He was doing it because he wanted to. Because he was enjoying giving her pleasure.
And she wanted to return that to him tenfold.
She held his gaze as her body raced toward the pinnacle of pleasure once more. It felt even more intimate to look into his eyes as he made her come.
Her body locked up tight, then shook as an intense orgasm raced through her. Dash groaned but didn’t break eye contact. He leaned over and kissed her even as she was in the throes of coming.
It was a hard kiss. Carnal. Desperate. Passionate. And Brinley had never experienced anything like it.
When he lifted his head, she gasped, “Now, Dash! I need you. Please!”
* * *
Shadow was two seconds away from bursting.
Pleasuring Brinley was like nothing he’d ever experienced before.
She oozed sexuality, and he couldn’t shake the thought that he was the first—and last, if he had his way—person to ever see her like this.
Her hair was messy as it lay around her head on his pillow.
Her legs were spread, making room for him, the air was full of her musky scent, and she’d gripped his fingers so tightly as she came that he wasn’t sure she wouldn’t strangle his cock once he got inside her.
And the trust in her eyes had him harder than he could ever remember being. His cock was leaking precome nonstop, and all it would take is a couple strokes and he’d be spilling his load.
It was her words that moved him the most though.
I need you.
Shadow was good at what he did. His team needed him to lead. His country needed his skills. But no one had ever needed him as desperately as Brinley in that moment.
Moving slowly, he pulled his fingers out of her pussy and reached for his cock. He smeared her juices over his skin and took a deep breath as he closed his eyes, holding on to his control with the smallest, thinnest thread.
He let go of himself and reached for the drawer in the nightstand next to the bed. He’d bought a new box of condoms last week, wanting to be prepared and ready to protect Brinley if and when they ever ended up right where they were now.
He fumbled with the box and grabbed a foil-covered condom. He ripped it open with his teeth and reached for his cock. Shadow paused when he saw Brinley’s curious gaze locked on what he was doing.
He stilled. “You ever seen a man put on a condom before?”
It was a stupid question. She was a virgin. Of course she hadn’t.
Brinley shook her head.
He explained what he was doing as he positioned the condom and slowly rolled it down his cock.
“Can I touch you?”
Shit. He wanted to say that, yes, of course she could. But if she wrapped her fingers around him, he’d blow. And he needed to be inside her when he came.
“Next time, I promise.”
He didn’t miss the look of disappointment that crossed her face. He spoke quickly, wanting to be honest with her. It was the very least he could do, since she was trusting him with her body.
“If you touch me now, I’m going to orgasm. I’m too turned on. Tasting you, watching you come, feeling you around my fingers, it all has me on edge, sweetheart. I swear I’ll let you touch as much as you want…later. After I make you mine. After I take your virginity.”
Desire returned to her eyes, which was a huge relief for Shadow.
“Okay.”
He didn’t want to hurt her. He really didn’t. But even after having three fingers inside her, she was tight. No matter what he did, he was going to cause her pain. But he’d do everything he could to make it bearable. To make her first time memorable for the right reasons.
Looking down as he moved forward on his knees, pushing her thighs apart as he went, Shadow was rendered speechless all over again.
Her pussy was a thing of beauty. Her bright red pubic hair was darker now, soaked with her own juices.
Her labia were swollen from his ministrations, and she did indeed have freckles there too, which was crazy hot.
Her clit was prominent and asking for more attention.
He had no idea if she’d be able to come again, but once he was inside her, and she’d adjusted to his size, he’d see if he could hold off his own orgasm long enough for her to reach her peak a third time.
He took hold of the base of his cock and ran the mushroomed head up and down her slit a couple of times, teasing both of them a little. To his amazement, Brinley opened her legs a bit wider, as if welcoming him.
He couldn’t hold back anymore. Shadow was impressed with his restraint as it was. His cock yearned to be inside her.
He slowly, ever so slowly, began to penetrate her virgin pussy—and they both groaned.
Shadow stopped a few inches in and stared down. The sight of his dick half inside her had him twitching and almost coming right then and there. It was carnal as fuck, and he was breathing as hard as if he’d just run a few miles in record time.
“Is it in?” Brinley breathed, sounding a little stressed.
Damn. He was screwing this up. “Almost.”
He finished, not dragging out the pain she was probably feeling. Pushing inside her to the hilt slowly, and going completely still once he was fully lodged within her body.
Brinley stayed stock still under him.
“Breathe through it, sweetheart. Give it a minute, the pain will fade.”
He hoped.
The desperation to come receded as he watched the woman under him struggle to manage the foreign feeling of something inside her for the first time. He hated the slight grimace of pain on her face. Seeing her hurting was awful.
But being the brave woman she was, Brinley did as he suggested, taking several deep, slow breaths. He felt her inner muscles flex around his cock, and it ramped up his desperation to come.
“That hurt,” she whispered.
“I know. And I’m so sorry. Do you want me to pull out?”
“No! I…it’s a little better now. There’s more, right?”
Shadow smiled gently. “There’s more,” he confirmed, slowly moving his hips a little.
She winced the first time, but as he continued sliding in and out of her channel, he could feel her muscles relaxing more and more.
The hands that had been pressing on his chest moved to his arms. Her fingernails dug into his biceps as she gripped him hard.
Shifting slightly, he brought a hand between their bodies and touched her clit. The angle was weird, and he couldn’t thrust very deeply like this, but his aim was to bring her pleasure. He wasn’t worried about his own satisfaction right now.
“Oh!” she exclaimed, meeting his gaze.
“Just feel.”
“I don’t think I can—Dash! Holy crap!”
He felt her inner muscles contract around his cock, and he groaned.
“You like this.” It wasn’t a question.
“Yeah, sweetheart. I like this. No, I love it. You’re so tight and hot. I could live here and be completely happy.”
She giggled, and he felt that in his dick too.
Then, to his amazement, he felt her hand ease down their bodies, and she pushed his fingers away. He thought he was hurting her, and he panicked for a split second, but when she took over rubbing her clit, he almost lost it there and then.
“I feel…I think I want to come again.”
This woman. She was so damn sexy. Confident. And all his.
Bracing himself with both hands, Shadow began to move his hips a little faster.
He pulled out almost all the way before pushing himself as far inside her as he could get.
Her fingers were a blur on her clit and her chest was bright red now, flushed with pleasure.
He rocked his hips, and the sound his cock made as he thrust in and out of her was loud and carnal.
Her inner muscles began to flutter around him, and Shadow knew he was on the verge of his own orgasm. He opened his mouth to beg—for what, he didn’t know—but he didn’t get a chance before she let out a small shout and orgasmed.