Chapter 10
REMY
I’ve never experienced anything like this before.
Stone cares for me. Really, truly cares. It's wild and terrifying, as well as a deep comfort. I think it’s even more important than the way he makes me feel physically.
Curled in his arms as he walks up the stairs to his bedroom, my entire body is still tingling from the most intense orgasm I've ever had. I've experimented with my own fingers a couple of times, but still. It’s like comparing a sparkler on a birthday cake to a citywide fireworks display for the Fourth of July. They’re barely in the same category.
Stone sets me on my feet, then peels off my tangled t-shirt and bra. His arm wraps around my waist, pressing my completely naked body against his clothing. I can taste myself on his lips as he kisses me deeply, as if trying to drink me down.
This heat feels completely amazing, but the way it’s so…amplified…can’t be normal.
Our tongues dance together as his hands slide up and down my body as far as he can reach, then I fist the front of his shirt. “No fair. Your clothes are still on."
He grins. "I like it." Then he laughs as my hands ball into fists and pepper his abs with a volley of featherlight punches.
“Fine, fine," he grumbles, yanking off his shirt and pitching it across the room. Then he pulls off his socks while I stare. Damn. This man is ripped. I suddenly feel ridiculously tiny.
"Pants on or off?" His voice is guttural. Growly. It's making my pussy wet all over again.
"Off."
My breath hitches as his belt, jeans, and shorts hit the floor. His thighs are extremely muscular. The V-lines over his hips are literally mouthwatering. But the swollen shaft in the center is just… My hands automatically wrap around it, tentatively grazing my skin up and down against his.
"Is it supposed to be that hard?" I whisper. "And…twitchy?"
"I don't know. I've never been this turned on before," he says. His hands roam around my waist again, and along my hips. Then his head shakes. "I'm sorry, but this is ridiculous. You’re just too fucking sexy. This has got to be illegal or something."
I love how he makes me laugh at a time that could be nerve-wracking.
I moan as he lifts and lays me across the bed, then lies down, hovering over me to lap at my nipples.
They're so tight they almost ache, and I moan, clutching at his hair, his shoulders.
My hips are beginning to shift, legs spreading, as an urgent need rolls through me.
"Tell me how you feel, baby," Stone rasps, lifting his head to watch my eyes. "What you want."
I pull his lips to mine for another heart-stopping kiss before I whisper, "I've never felt empty inside before. I want you."
My smile lights up his eyes as I feel him shudder hard. "I think it's obvious that that's what I want, too. But I'm happy to wait as long—"
"No. Now." Stone is clearly the hottest man I'll ever meet. There's no better choice for my first time. "Should I suck it to get you…ready?"
He makes a strangled noise. "Oh, I'm ready, baby.” He shifts slowly, moving over me as he nibbles at my neck, caresses my breasts, and nudges my thighs open with his knee. "You're so soft, smooth and sweet…everywhere…"
His huge hands yank me down a few inches, making me feel like his toy. I had no idea that would make my heart race.
I gasp as his long, thick cock gently grazes my belly, then he brushes it up and down through my open pussy. He teases gently, still not dipping inside, but making sure to nudge against my clit with every stroke.
"You said you feel empty?"
"Yeah." I can hardly breathe, I'm so excited. Curious. Maybe a little nervous. But mostly, more aroused than I've ever been in my life.
"I'm afraid I might fill you too much, beautiful," he chuckles. Then he turns serious. "Tell me immediately if it's too much. I refuse to hurt you. Got it?"
"Got it."
He sucks my nipple into his mouth, shocking me with the intensity of my nervous system kicking into overload. He is still caressing my hip and ass with one hand and stroking the back of my hair with the other as he cradles my head, pulling my lips to his.
I feel the rounded head of his cock gently spread my pussy lips open. Then he nudges again and again, bumping over my clit at just the right angle. My inner thighs tremble, fingers digging into the back of his shoulders. "Oh!" I sputter. “I…"
"Fuck, yeah, baby," he grunts. "Come for me. If you come right now, it'll be so much easier to shove my big fat cock inside you."
Oh my god. When he starts talking like that, something breaks open inside me.
His strokes lengthen, still barely inside me, but massaging my clit more firmly. "You're so beautiful right now," he growls, studying my face as if I were a work of art he's seeing for the first time. "Your cheeks are all flushed. Your eyes are glassy. You're so beautiful and so fucking sexy."
"You," I gasp. "You're the sexy one."
"No way, baby." He rumbles another groan, then I feel the wetness between us growing. "Look at how you're making me drip pre-cum like crazy. Your hot pussy is already drenched, but we're gonna need all the help we can get to cram this fucker in there."
My chest begins to heave. I can hardly breathe. Every muscle is pulling inward, and I think I'm going to actually explode.
"That's right, baby. Your pussy is just too tight.
And here I am, this redneck fucking rancher trying to get you wet enough to pound into your little hole.
" He groans at the way I'm writhing underneath him.
"Come for me, baby. Show me you want it.
Show me it's okay to let loose and fuck your sweet virgin pussy. "
My head falls back with a stuttering, breathless scream as the head of Stone’s cock digs firmly into my pulsing clit, driving me closer to the edge until I’m trembling all the way down to my ankles. "Yes," I manage to squeak. "I want it. Please."
His thumb grazes my cheek. "I was the one begging before. Now it’s your turn."
Even though his eyes are teasing, I know exactly what he wants to hear. Somehow it all clicks. He wants to care for me. Give me everything I want. Even though I don't yet know how that will fit with the rest of my life, I definitely want this moment – to make both our dreams come true.
Locking my ankles around the back of his legs, I sway back and forth, rubbing my breasts against his hard chest. “You want me to beg? Sure."
Squeezing my thighs, I pull him toward me, rocking my hips until the first inch of his cock slips inside. Wow, it’s pretty tight. "Well, I guess I'm not a virgin anymore. So…fuck me. Please.”
The side of his jaw ticks. "Hearing you talk dirty like that does something to me, baby."
"What does it do?" I flutter my eyelashes up at him. "Does it make you want to go deeper? Fuck me harder?"
He leans back, gripping my hips with both hands, staring at where his massive cock is easing into my pussy. "Too much?"
"Keep going."
I love the way his eyes roam all over my body, always checking to make sure I'm okay, then looking back to the careful strokes he's taking. He's physically so careful, while verbally vulgar. It’s a strange balance of gentleman and animal that I've never heard before. It drives me wild.
"This is the sweetest, most perfect pussy in the world," he groans before licking his thumb and dragging it against my clit. "And now it's all mine.”
I don't know whether it's the motion of his thumb, or the possessive way he keeps calling me his, but my body begins to tremble until I’m practically vibrating in anticipation.
"More." My voice is hoarse with lust. "All of it. Please."
He takes a few more tentative strokes, easing about half his length inside. Then he continues swirling around my button while leaning back down to kiss me.
Stone has already kissed me a dozen different ways, but this time the man turns into a savage.
His tongue swipes against mine as he sucks and pulls at my mouth, his length stroking inside me carefully deeper and deeper.
There’s a shift within me, then I yelp as he sinks so deep he reaches the very end of my channel.
"So fucking sexy," he grunts. "You okay, baby?"
"Yeah." Honestly, I can barely catch my breath, but still all I want is more. "Don't stop."
The faster and deeper he moves inside me, the more my hips jerk up, meeting him thrust for thrust. Even though he's drilling me down into the bed, I feel like I'm floating. Flying. Soaring outside my body.
His fingers curl around me, his thumb pressing down on my hipbone to hold me in place.
Once again, I feel like he's both showering me with pleasure and using me for his own gratification.
I love feeling this wave of attachment between us, as if maybe we're each exactly what the other needs.
I swear I can feel his cock throbbing inside me, the pressure growing tighter with every stroke.
"So tight," he grits out. "So wet for me. My beautiful, sweet girl. Come all around me, baby."
"Yeah," I sputter. I don’t have enough air to explain I’m no longer in control of my body. The orgasm gathers deep in my bones, like lava collecting deep within a volcano before it erupts.
My hands slide down to grab his ass, pulling him even deeper.
We move together as if this were a choreographed dance, both of us knowing the steps without having to think.
His thumb swirls faster against my clit as he begins to drive faster and faster, his cock swelling inside me, and I realize he's about to come.
I already am, sparkling heat flowing through my entire body as I scream, eyes wide with confusion and bliss as I shake under his huge muscular body.
"My baby," he growls. "So fucking sexy. I can feel your pussy sucking the come right out of my balls. Fuck baby, that's it… Fucking come for me, beautiful. I can feel you. Feel every single part of you."
We're panting too hard to kiss, his forehead against mine as his entire body seizes up.
Then I feel a glorious rush of hot liquid pouring into me in fast, sharp bursts.
I don't know whether that prolongs my climax, or if it sparks a new one, the first rolling into the second, but my thighs tighten around him, back bowing on the bed as we shake together.
"Mine," he roars, clutching me against him. "My pretty girl."
Even though I know it's probably just something he says during sex, it means a lot to me that he considers me his – even just to say it, and even if it's only for a week or two.
From the first moment I stepped into his world, I’ve felt Stone genuinely wants me here.
And I want to be here, too.