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“Breathe,” he whispers. “This helps if you breathe. I don’t want you to pass out on me.”
I open my eyes and his brow is furrowed but there’s a playful look in his blue eyes. I can’t help the smile that follows.
“It’s just a lot. You’rea lot. Hurts a little.”
“Do you want me to stop?” I can tell his tone is strained and he’s working to go this slow with me.
“No. It’s almost in, right?” I ask.
There’s a soft deep sound of his chest like he’s trying to stifle a laugh.
“Madness, I’m barely inside at all. You’re just tight as fuck. We can stop if it doesn’t feel good. I don’t want you to hurt.”
“It’s okay. I knew it would hurt. I did research. Remember?”
“Yeah. You did research.” He grins. “Focus on where it feels good. Does this help?” The pad of his thumb circles over my clit again.
“Yes,” I let out a little gasp when he hits a sensitive part, and I rock my hips forward, taking more of him in the process.
“Oh fuck…” He groans and his eyes shutter. “I… You… You feel so fucking good.”
“Just do it.” I implore him because I don’t want him to keep having to hold back for me. “I want you. Please. Just fuck me, Quentin.”
“Fuck, okay…” he whispers back before his full concentration returns to where he’s just inside of me.
He eases himself in and I can tell from the way he’s breathing that he’s going as slowly and carefully as he can manage. I close my eyes because I feel so full of him that I might burst. But I keep concentrating on where he’s working me up to another orgasm. Focusing on the fact that I have Quentin Undergrove between my thighs. That my first time doing this is withhim.
“There. Fuck…” he curses again and then he looks down at me just as I open my eyes. “How do you feel?”
“I don’t know. How do I feel?” I tease him, hoping to break the tension that’s got his brow all wrinkled.
He grins in response. “Like I don’t deserve you.”
“Well I’m yours either way.”
“Lucky me.” His eyes search mine for a moment. “I’m going to move. If it—”
I slip my hand over his mouth. “I know. I’ll tell you. From now on just say dirty things, okay? I’ll tell you if I need something.”
He kisses my palm and starts to move. It’s an exquisite sort of pain when he does. Half-pleasure, half-soreness. I run my hands over his shoulders, feeling the muscles work as he fucks me and listening to the soft moans of his gratification. Loving that I’m the reason for it.
“Fuck. You’re so tight, Madness. You feel perfect.”
“You feel massive.”
A laugh rumbles out of him. “Just what every guy wants to hear.”
“Just don’t break me.” I laugh, my fingers playing over his shoulders. His face turns serious then, like maybe I’ve said the wrong thing. His eyes study mine and then hold me when he speaks again.
“I won’t break you. Don’t break me?”
My heart pounds in my chest at the idea this man thinks I have any ability to make him feel anything that strongly and I nod. “Deal.”
He kisses me and I wrap one of my legs around him as he starts to fuck me with a little more force, picking up his pace like he’s finally relaxing. His lips leave my mouth and make their way over my jaw and down my throat.
“I’m not going to last much longer. You feel too good. So fucking tight and wet.”
“It’s okay. It feels better. Less pain, more…. Good?” I muse at my lack of vocabulary right now. Jane would have had way better words while she was losing her virginity. “But I don’t think I can come again. Just worry about you. I want to feel you come.”
