Chapter 39 #2
Without conscious thought, I give myself a few slow pumps.
“On second thought…” she breathes out.
My muscles lock up, my lungs seizing. “You’re having second thoughts?”
Her eyes flare wide. “No. Not about this. I just meant… maybe… maybe there is a rush after all?” Her cheeks go pink. “I can’t wait for you to be inside me either.”
Confidence restored, I climb onto the bed.
“Favorite position?” I ask, stroking myself once again as I hover on my knees. I’d rather overcommunicate and get it right than fumble through our first time together. More than anything, I want to give her exactly what she wants.
“I—” She arches up, her brows knit together in concern. “I don’t think anyone’s ever asked me that before.”
A growl rumbles through me before I can stop it. Inching closer, I line myself up at her entrance, the warmth of her pretty little cunt making it nearly impossible to hold back from pushing into her in one hard thrust.
But I do.
Barely.
Fuck.
Dragging my crown through her wetness, I say, “I don’t want to hear about anyone who came before me. Not when I’m about to sink into you. Tell me. Your. Favorite. Position.”
I grit my teeth, squeezing my aching cock to stave off the voracious need to claim her.
“I want to be able to see you,” she says breathily. “Or, if I can’t see you, I want to feel you everywhere. It helps…”
“What helps?” I encourage, ducking closer.
She nibbles on her bottom lip. “It helps me stay in the moment if I can see you, or if I can feel your hands and mouth on me. Sometimes I get overwhelmed… but as long as we maintain a connection, I’m usually good.”
Noted. “Lie back. I’m going to ensure you feel me everywhere.”
She does as she’s told, the ease with which she complies sending a wave of satisfaction through me.
I line myself up again and push in an inch. She envelops me perfectly, as if she was made for me. Torn between watching myself sink into her sweet heat for the first time and tracking her every reaction, I hesitate.
In the end, my need to ensure she’s with me wins out. Focusing on the way her lashes flutter around her pretty blue eyes, I give her another inch.
She sucks me in, already causing my balls to tighten.
“Fuck, angel.” Hovering on my forearms, I kiss her hard, then grind my forehead into hers. “You feel incredible.”
Humming, she shifts her hips, urging me deeper.
Bursts of light dance around the edges of my vision, my abs clenching. If I don’t get ahold of myself, I’ll spill my entire load before I’m fully seated.
“I want to feel all of you.” She cuffs my neck and pulls me closer.
I thrust deeper and give her more of my weight. I don’t want to crush her, but if she’s eager to feel me everywhere…
“Like this?”
“Yes,” she pants, her breathing coming quicker now. “Fuck me, Alaric. Just like this.”
With one more thrust, I bottom out. And as our pelvises collide, we let out matching moans. I hold the position, grinding against her with rough, measured thrusts designed to stimulate her clit.
“Harder,” she whispers.
The need bleeding from her causes me to falter. Fuck, it’s almost enough to finish me.
I’ll give her harder. I’ll give her higher. I’ll give her anything she wants.
I grab a pillow from behind her, and in one fluid motion, I lift her ass and slip it beneath her hips, creating a deeper angle. Then I get back to work, drilling into her.
“Oh fuck,” she moans, her eyes rolling back.
“You like it rough?” Without breaking pace, I kiss down her neck and chest and capture one of her nipples between my teeth. I bite and suck before switching to the other side.
She drags her nails up my back, sending shivers through my core. When she digs them into my ass, I know I’m done for.
She’s extraordinary.
Sensational and electric and magnificent and mine.
She arches her back, her hips rising to meet mine as I fuck her with abandon.
“You love the way I’m ramming into you over and over again, don’t you, angel?” Sweat rolls down my abs and my breaths come quickly, but I don’t slow. “You’re doing so well for me. You’re taking it so hard. Giving me everything. Letting me pound into you and fuck you bare.”
I shift higher, cupping her face and pressing my sweat-slicked forehead with hers. “You’re perfect, Evangeline. Such a good fucking girl for me.”
“I’m close,” she whines.
Thank fuck. Sparks dance in my vision.
“Come for me. Clench around me. Send me right over the precipice with you.”
Her mouth falls open in a silent scream, her inner walls fluttering, then tensing, then finally pulsating around my aching length.
The second I’m sure she’s there, I allow myself to unload.
My release is hard, fast, and all-consuming. Spasm after spasm racks through me, every muscle in my core locking up.
Breathing heavily, I fall forward, bracing myself on either side of her with my forearms.
“Lay on me,” she whispers, pulling me in tighter despite my attempt not to crush her.
“Okay?” I ask, giving her more of my weight.
“Perfect.” She tips her head back and kisses me thoroughly.
We lie like that for a few minutes, reveling in our mutual releases as we exchange languid kisses.
Once our breathing has leveled out, I can’t help but ask, “You’re sure I’m not crushing you?”
She shakes her head, smiling. “Stay just like this,” she requests. “You feel so good, and for once, everything is quiet.”
“I’ll stay like this for as long as you want me to,” I assure her.
I’ll spend the entire night buried inside her, blocking out the world, creating this perfect moment of bliss if that’s what she needs. I’ll do anything for this woman, honestly. And while that thought should terrify me, all I feel is utter satisfaction and brazen contentment with her in my arms.