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“Just like this,” he hissed. “This is how I’ve always wanted you. I don’t need . . .” He let his words trail off, heavy in the charged air between us.
“You don’t need to be that guy,” I finished for him, and he gave me a nod, finally accepting and knowing it to be the truth.
He stared at me quietly, and I was worried he’d back down and leave me, but instead he started to shift down my body. I reached for his chin in an attempt to stop him. “Foreplay another time. I need you inside me right now.”
He couldn’t shield his concern and his guilt from me any more than he could hide his desire. They were mixing. Becoming one and the same. He finally relented, holding himself above me, our mouths once again aligned.
“I know it’s going to hurt at first. It’s okay. I trust you.”
He nodded, then kissed me again. Gentle, soft flicks of his tongue and sweet, sensitive kisses all over my face.
Moving his weight to one arm, he traced my silhouette with his other hand before nudging the crown of his cock in place. “You can be as loud as you want. I’ll catch your cries with my mouth, okay?”
“I’m not made of glass. I trust you to trust me. I need you to take me all at once.”
He didn’t argue, and instead, dropped his mouth over mine just before he thrust inside me.
A gasp that was a borderline scream escaped from deep within my chest. My entire body tingled as he stretched me out. He captured my sounds as promised, banishing the pain with his kiss.
He moaned right back, reveling in our connection as we existed together as one.
“Are you okay?” He went still, kissing a tear forming at the edge of my eye.
“More than okay.” My voice was strained, but my heart was full.
He began moving. Slow and steady. Taking his time to warm me up, help me fully accept him. He brought the pad of his thumb to the top of my clit, rubbing in small circles as he began thrusting a bit harder, never fully pulling out.
“You’re tight.” His Adam’s apple rolled in his tanned throat as he bit out, “You feel so fucking good.”
And he felt like home to me.
My abdominal muscles tightened nearly to the point of pain as I tried to fight off my orgasm. I needed more time. More of him.
As if sensing exactly what I needed, he moved away from my clit to hold my hip, pinning me down as he increased his pace. His pelvic bone rubbed against me creating the most amazing friction.
“You’re close, I can feel it.”
“Are y-you?” I stuttered, on the edge of heaven.
“Fuck yes.” His jaw was locked tight, and as I shimmied against him a smile cut across his lips. It was all I needed to truly let go, and I writhed harder beneath him knowing he was enjoying my movements. “That’s my good girl. Come for me,” he ordered, his dark tone sliding along my nerve endings and pooling between my legs.
I lost it then and there, letting the orgasm own me as I allowed this man to claim me. To take away the pains of the past and the hurts of tomorrow.
Screaming out to him, he swallowed the cries with his mouth as he shuddered on top of me, his orgasm cresting with mine, and we breathlessly rode the wave together.
My name fell from his lips between soft kisses as he came inside me.
I was still panting when he relaxed on top of me, not yet pulling out.
Lifting his head, he studied me. Were his eyes glossy, or was that my faulty eyesight playing tricks on me?
Spying a drop of liquid at the corner of his eye, I lifted a hand between us to find out if it was real. He squeezed his lids closed as I caught the tear with my thumb.
“I didn’t know,” he said, his hoarse voice catching on a shuttered sob. “I didn’t know it could be like this.”
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CARTER
