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I opted for no color, but it’s still a striking work of art. Each line is a symbol of my transformation.
“Almost five years ago,” I tell him. “Right before I turned twenty-five.”
He kisses it again before resting on his heels to adjust my legs over his. “It’s stunning. You’re fucking stunning.”
He can’t understand how deeply I feel those words. They hold so much more weight than this man could ever realize.
I nod. I turn my head to hide the rush of emotions I feel.
“Hey,” he murmurs. “Let’s take a minute, okay? Let’s breathe.”
I love that he wants to slow this down because he thinks that’s what I need, but I want the opposite. I want him. I want to feel him inside of me.
“I’m okay,” I reassure him, shifting my gaze back to his handsome face. “I’m ready now.”
“You’re ready now?” A playful grin plays on his lips. “Ready to be fucked?”
“Yes,” I whisper. “Ready for that.”
He grabs the condom package and rips it open. I can’t tear my gaze away from his hands as he skillfully slides it over his penis.
When he locks eyes with me, it feels as though he can see into me. “If it’s too much, you need to tell me.”
I nod even though I won’t. I want this too much to stop it now.
He inches forward, his hand wrapped around the base of his cock. He slides the tip over my cleft. “Ah, yes. You’re so fucking wet, Carrie.”
The words bloom in my chest like a gift I didn’t know I needed or wanted. I want to be what he wants. I want to be the only woman he ever wants.
I chase that thought away with a deep intake of air into my lungs.
I gasp when he pushes in just an inch.
His free hand drops to my inner thigh. He runs his palm over it, reassuring me with his touch and his voice. “I’ll go slow.”
“I’m okay,” I whisper. “Please.”
He pushes more, stretching me further. I hold my breath as every thick inch enters me, and when he finally pushes through so I feel all of him, I let out a sharp gasp.
“You okay?” he asks, strained restraint evident in his tone.
“I’m good.” I nod. “I’m so good.”
He leans forward, easing himself into me until he’s buried so deeply that the pain has morphed into pure pleasure. I let out a soft moan.
His lips move over mine. It’s a kiss so gentle that it tears right through me.
“Tell me to fuck you,” he says against my lips. “Tell me.”
I want it so badly. I want him so badly that I do it, “Fuck me.”
“Louder.”
“Fuck me,” I repeat. “Please, Rook. I need this. I need to be fucked.”
A raw and unfettered sound rumbles out of him as he plunges his cock into me over and over until I tremble around himin an orgasm that steals my breath away.
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
