Chapter 15 #3
Her legs began to tremble and her chest felt tight.
“Gus…I’m…holy crap…” Reese couldn’t think straight.
She’d never felt this primed before. As if she was on the verge of exploding from the inside out.
No orgasm she’d given herself had ever felt so powerful.
It was an almost scary sensation. She began to panic slightly.
But then Gus was there. He leaned over until his face was directly above hers as his fingers continued their determined assault on her clit.
“I’ve got you. Let go, Reese. I’ll catch you.”
And that was all it took for her to drop all her inhibitions and let the orgasm wash over her.
She shook and trembled in his arms as she went over the edge.
She couldn’t think. Couldn’t see. Couldn’t hear.
All she could do was feel. She’d never experienced anything like this before in her life, and she never wanted it to end.
“So beautiful,” was the first thing Reese heard when she finally began to come down from her orgasmic high. “So fucking beautiful. And mine. All mine.”
She wanted to roll her eyes at his ego, but she was his.
“You with me?” Gus asked as he stared down at her. His hand was lazily caressing her pussy, keeping her on edge but not overstimulating her sensitive clit.
“Yeah,” she whispered.
“I know you’re on the pill, and I’m safe. I haven’t been with anyone in a very long time, and I’ve been tested since the last time I had sex, even though I wore a condom.”
Reese frowned. “Stop talking about other women,” she bitched.
Gus grinned. “Sorry. I’m trying to ask if I can take you bare. It’s okay if you say no, I’ve got a box of condoms in the drawer next to the bed. But I’d never do anything to hurt you or put you in danger.”
“I’m good too,” she told him.
“Yes, you are. And I had no doubts,” he told her. “Make your choice, Reese. Now. Condom or no condom?”
“I trust you,” she said reverently.
Seconds after the last word was out of her mouth, she felt the tip of Gus’s cock against her folds. She arched her back and widened her legs as far as they’d go, feeling the stretch in her inner thighs.
He didn’t go slow. He didn’t ease his way into her. He pushed in to the hilt in one swift motion. Reese swore she could feel him at the tip of her cervix. His entrance didn’t hurt, exactly, but she hadn’t had anyone inside her in a long time, and a slight twinge of discomfort made her flinch.
She felt his pubic hair tickle her skin and his balls lay heavily against her ass. To her surprise, one of his hands went under her and spread her ass cheeks apart even while he lifted her. Amazingly, she felt him go even deeper.
Her belly clenched and she let out a small whimper as her inner muscles desperately tightened around his cock.
“It’s okay. You’re okay. Breathe, Reese. I’m not going to move until you’re ready. But you feel so good. You have no idea! I’m sorry I hurt you. I couldn’t wait. The second I felt you close around me, I had to have more. I’m gonna stay right here until you say I can move.”
His words soothed her. She felt as if her pussy was on fire, but the longer they lay there, the better he felt. She took a deep breath, then another. Then opened her eyes and stared up into Gus’s green gaze, which was locked on her face.
His jaw was ticking as he ground his teeth together, his brow drawn low, and it looked as if he was in pain.
But he was running a hand through her hair gently and reverently.
She’d never seen anything as beautiful in her life.
Her Gus was a man full of contradictions.
Hard and unbending one minute, tender and loving the next.
She loved every part of him. And he was hers.
It took everything in Spike not to move once he was inside Reese’s body.
All the training he’d had, all the discipline he’d learned in the Army.
Every ounce of his willpower to give her time to adjust to his size.
He was an asshole for not going slower. For not giving her a chance to get used to him in increments as he entered her.
But nothing felt as good as being inside her. Nothing. He could feel every throb of her heartbeat from inside her, and every time her muscles twitched, he felt them ripple along his sensitive bare cock.
The truth was that he’d never made love without a condom. He was fully prepared to put one on with her too. He was an asshole for not having that discussion before the heat of the moment. But when she’d come on his fingers, he’d been too desperate to get inside her.
He’d waited forever to be right where he was.
His whole life. The second he entered her, Spike knew this was it for him.
She was it. He’d never make love to another woman again.
She was all he wanted. All he needed. And he’d do whatever it took to make sure she was happy and content.
He wouldn’t give her a reason to leave him.
Whatever it took to keep her loving him, he’d do it.
His teeth were clenched so hard, he could hardly speak. But he absolutely refused to move until Reese was ready. He’d hurt her, and he could’ve killed himself for that. But it was too late to redo things. All he could do was stay still and let her body adjust to him.
Reese attempted to shift under him. “Gus?”
Fuck, he loved the sound of his name on her lips. “Yeah?” he managed to croak out.
“I’m okay. You can move.”
Just those few words made his cock twitch deep inside her. “Are you sure?” he asked.
“Yes. I need you to move. Please!”
He might like the sound of her begging some other time, but right now, he hated it. He didn’t want her to have to plead for anything. He reluctantly took his hand off her ass, palming the mattress. The movement pushed his cock a little deeper inside her.
They both moaned.
Spike froze. Shit, had he hurt her?
“Move, Gus. I mean it! Now!”
His lips twitched. He could feel the marks of where her fingernails had dug into his skin and he contemplated going to a tattoo shop and having them immortalized, but the thought flitted away when she reached down to where they were connected and fondled his balls.
With a groan, he pulled out slowly, feeling her fingers dancing along his shaft, before he pushed back into her body.
“I can’t believe you fit,” she said in awe.
“We were made for each other,” he groaned as he pumped into her once more.
Her hand came back up and took hold of his arm as Spike made love to her slowly and tenderly. It was taking all his restraint not to fuck her hard. His balls were pulled up to his body, ready to release, but he didn’t want this to be over so quickly.
“Faster, Gus,” she ordered.
He ignored her. The feel of her silky body felt too good to rush this.
“Gus,” she whined.
“If I go any faster, I’m gonna come,” he said honestly.
“So? Isn’t that the point?” she asked breathlessly.
“Not this first time. I’m memorizing the feel of you.
The sight of you under me. The sight of my cock disappearing into your juicy cunt.
I can see your juices coating me and it’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever witnessed.
I love hearing your moans and hearing your pleas.
Your tits bouncing on your chest make me want to latch on and never let go.
Your hair on my pillow is a fucking dream come true. Let me have this. Please, Reese!”
Spike didn’t care how pathetic he sounded. He’d beg until he was blue in the face.
But his Reese didn’t make him. She simply gave him a shy smile.
Seeing her acquiescence to his needs made a spurt of precome shoot from his cock. Spike felt it and groaned, reaching between them to grab the base of his dick to keep from coming right then and there.
Reese giggled, and he felt the reverberations go up his cock and straight to his heart. He’d thought he was in control of their lovemaking, but right then and there, he realized he wasn’t in charge of shit. She was. She had his heart in her hand, and he never wanted her to give it back.
Pushing inside her once more, Spike sat up.
He rested his ass on his heels and pulled her into his lap.
He couldn’t move much in this position, could barely thrust, which was probably a good thing.
He wasn’t inside her as deep as he had been, but he had a clear view of where they were connected.
Of how her pussy lips stretched around his shaft and how wet she was.
More importantly, her clit was within easy reach, for both of them.
“Touch yourself,” he ordered.
“What?” she asked breathlessly.
“Show me how you masturbate while thinking about me.”
He felt her clench around his cock.
“I…I can’t,” she protested.
“Yes, you can. Do it, Reese. Please. I want to feel you come around my dick. Show me what you like.”
“I like when you touch me,” she protested.
“Then I’ll touch you while you touch yourself,” he said easily, bringing his hands up and covering her ample tits. He felt her nipples harden under his palms even though he hadn’t even directly stimulated them.
“Oh, shit! Okay. But I expect you to reciprocate.”
“You want to watch me stroke my cock?” he asked, purposely being crude.
“Yes.”
“Only if I get to come all over your tits,” he told her.
She smiled up at him. “Deal.”
His dick jolted inside her once more, as if it had a mind of its own and had heard what she’d said and thoroughly agreed.
“Now, Reese. I need you to come on me.”
She moved one of her hands down her body until she was touching her clit. Her hips bucked as she began to rub herself.