Page 84 of Mistaken Identity


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“Oh… Oh, no.” Her words come out on a stuttered breath.

“What’s wrong?”

“I didn’t realize before, but…” She strokes me again, from base to tip.

“But what?”

“It’s too big.”

I smile down at her. “It’s not, babe. It’ll be fine. I promise.”

She blinks a couple of times and parts her legs a little wider, raising them up as she gently pulls me in to her, pausing as the head of my cock penetrates her.

“Oh, God… that’s huge.” She stares up at me. “It’s never gonna fit, Hunter.”

“It’ll fit. Just relax.”

She lets out a long breath, and after a moment or two, she relaxes and pulls me in a little deeper, raising her hips slightly.

“That’s… that’s better,” she says, with a smile. It is. She’s so damn tight, I’ve never felt anything like it.

“Good… but we’re not at the painful part yet.”

Her brow furrows. “We’re not?”

“No. Take your hand away.” She does, although she lets her fingertips dwell for a moment, stroking me, and I smile. “That felt nice.”

“Hmm…”

“Grip my arms, or the bedding… or anything else you wanna grab hold of.” I’m not sure giving her choices is a good idea, and she takes a moment before placing her hands on my arms, grasping them. I keep my eyes locked with hers and take a breath. “I love you,” I whisper, plunging into her.

She cries out in pain, her nails digging into my skin, and I hold still, deep inside her, lowering myself to my elbows. I keep my weight off of her, but lean in and dust my lips over hers in the gentlest of kisses. Within moments, she brings her hands up from my arms, wrapping them around my neck, our tongues clashing in what quickly becomes a heated dance. We’re there. We’re finally there… and I have to move. I can’t wait another second.

I pull almost all the way out of her, and slide back in, slowly to start with, but I repeat the movement, over and over, getting a little faster with every stroke.

Livia breaks the kiss. “I love you,” she murmurs, staring into my eyes, and I raise myself up again, her hands on my shoulders now.

“I—I love you.” My voice falters. She feels so good, it’s hard to take in, and I struggle to focus, although I make the effort. I don’t want to forget this… not as long as I live.

She’s gripping me so tight, I know I can’t take much more, and I change the angle slightly, swiveling my hips as she gasps, then moans. “Please… yes…”

That’s it. That’s too much. “Come with me, baby.”

Two more strokes… then another, and another, deeper and harder, and she tips over into a screaming, wild orgasm. I follow, the howl of her name starting in the pit of my stomach and filling the room as I pour myself into her, our bodies pulsing together in perfect harmony.

I fall to my elbows, spent, then turn us onto our sides, facing each other, but still connected… always connected. Livia gazes up at me, then touches my cheek with her fingertips, like she needs grounding… needs confirmation this is real. I know how she feels. It seems like a dream… and yet it isn’t. She’s here, in my arms. I can feel her, and she’s mine, at last.

“Are you okay?” I whisper. She nods her head.

“Are you?”

“Oh, God… yeah.”

She smiles and nestles in to me and I hold her close, feeling her soft skin against mine. All the worries of the last few days and weeks seem to drift away like a cloud on the breeze. I know it’s early days for us. We only said ‘I love you’ for the first time an hour or so ago, but I’ve never felt this happy… or this hopeful.

I wake up, my arms wrapped around Livia. She’s asleep, and I can’t help smiling, holding her closer, as I recall that, after we’d been lying together for a while last night, I realized we still hadn’t eaten.

“Are you hungry?” I said to her, and she pulled back, tilting her head, like she was thinking about it.

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