Chapter 12 Adrianna
ADRIANNA
My body feels soft and floppy and so relaxed. But my nerve center is alive and wanting more.
Bronn kneels above me, and I lean up on my elbows, my eyes raking over his hard body.
This is the first time I’ve seen him with his shirt off, and there’s a dark peppering of hair across his hard chest.
Fascinated, I run my hands through the dark curls.
“It’s so soft.” The texture is a surprise. I don’t know what I expected, but the hardness of his chest against the springy hair is a nice contrast.
Bronn chuckles softly. “It’s all yours, Adrianna. I’m all yours.”
It’s a heady thought. I’ve had every material thing in life I could possibly want, but I’ve never had a man to call my own.
A surge of love overcomes me, and I run my fingers down his chest, loving every single follicle, every last part of him.
My fingers snag in the hair, and I slide them down his chest, over the ridges of his abs where the hair thins out and becomes one single line disappearing into the top of his pants.
Sitting up, I tug at his fly, pulling at the zipper until his jeans slide off, revealing a long, thick cock.
I’ve never seen a dick in real life before, and I gaze at it, amazed at his length and the throbbing purple vein that runs from the tip to the base.
It’s thrilling and terrifying at the same time.
“It won’t fit,” I whisper.
Bronn guides my hand until I wrap it around his base.
“It’ll fit, brat. You were made for me. And you’ll take me.”
The words, so self-assured, send a rumble of heat through my body and a fresh dampness to my pussy.
“Show me.”
I lie back on the bed and let my thighs fall open.
Bronn’s gaze flicks to my pussy, and his eyes turn dark with desire.
I like him looking at me. I feel beautiful under his gaze. I feel sexy.
Grasping the base of his cock in his hands, he runs it up my thigh, leaving a trail of stickiness along my skin.
The tip reaches the folds of my pussy, and he nudges between them. I want him so bad, but there’s a twinge of nervousness in my stomach.
“Will it hurt?”
“It might. A little.”
Bronn leans down above me, planting kisses on my neck, and I feel the nervousness ease.
He trails his head along my opening until my whole body relaxes. In a swift movement, he’s inside me.
I cry out, even though it’s only an inch or two. It burns and I’m stretched and I can’t bear anymore. Then he pushes farther, bursting through my virgin barrier. My vision blurs, and I squeeze my eyes shut, grabbing the blankets in my fists.
“Relax, Adrianna. I got you.”
I open my eyes and Bronn is above me, still and reassuring. He slides his hips back and pushes into me again. I cry out, gripping the sheets. But this time, the pain is less, and already it’s turning to a dull ache.
The burn turns to tingles of pleasure as he slowly glides back and forth.
Bronn’s being gentle, taking it slow, but I can see what it’s costing him. The restraint with every slow push, the stiffness of his jaw that shows the effort it’s taking to hold back.
Suddenly I want more. I don’t want him to hold back. I want him to lose control and take me over the edge with him.
Raising my hips, I wrap my legs around his waist. I didn’t know he could go deeper, but with my hips lifted, he slides into me, filling me up even more. My clit rubs against his belly with every thrust, making the pressure grow with the friction.
Bronn thrusts faster until he’s slamming into me.
My voice comes out in sharp moans that I don’t even recognize. The pressure is building, and I feel myself spinning, losing control.
I sob his name as the orgasm tears through me. My body tenses and releases, tenses and releases, convulsing and trembling as my world shifts.
Bronn slams hard into me one more time, then he’s shaking, groaning my name, his hot cum shooting out in ropes, coating my insides.
I cling onto him with my legs, and he grips me tight around the thighs. Our eyes meet, and it’s more than an orgasm we’re sharing. It’s pure love flowing between us.
Afterwards, we lie together under the blankets. Bronn’s strong arms wrap around me, and I press my head to his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart.
I’m safe with Bronn. He’s where I belong. My protector.