She had had orgasms before. She owned one of the nicer models of vibrators. Okay, she owned several. But this was the first one a man had ever produced. It was so much better than what had come before.
“You still good?” Parker asked, climbing onto the bed next to her. She nodded. He rolled over and pulled something out of the nightstand. When she heard the sound of a wrapper being ripped open, her stomach clenched. She had promised herself to let him prove he knew what he was doing. That didn’t stop her from tensing.
“Everything I read says to use lots of lube and not go too deep.” He rolled over to face her. “If anything we do starts to hurt, we’ll stop.”
She nodded again and he pulled her to him. They lay facing each other on their sides. He moved the arm against the bed under her head. He slid closer until their hips touched. He pulled her leg over his hip. They were touching from their chest down to their thighs.
He began to kiss her. She would have panicked again, except he distracted her with sensual kisses that covered every inch of her he could reach. She moved her hand to cup his face and he eased inside her. He wasn’t deep and she didn’t hurt. He wasn’t thrusting hard, but every inch of him felt delicious.
“I’m not going to last long,” he whispered in her ear. “Slide your hand between us and make yourself come so I don’t embarrass myself by finishing first.”
She did what he asked. Her eyes closed when she found her sensitive nub. She rubbed tight circles as her climax built. He adjusted them slightly more apart as he pulled her leg even higher.
“Fuck, you’re perfect.” She opened her eyes and found him watching as he slid through her wet heat. She could only take in what they were doing for a second. His pace had picked up. It was enough that she felt herself quickly slip away as she clenched against him.
This time was different. She could feel everything. His heart slamming against hers. His last thrust as he found his release. His mouth as it found hers, their pants shared against their lips. Not once did any of it hurt. He had been true to his word. He had captured her heart.
All too soon, she felt him slip from her body. He rolled off the bed and slipped out of the bedroom. He returned with a washcloth.
“I think I got lube everywhere,” he laughed, slipping back out of the room. When he returned the next time, he carried two bottles of water. She sat up and pulled the covers around her. If she was being honest, she had no idea what to do now. Her other experiences had all ended with muttered “sorrys” and a hasty departure.
Taking her bottle, he sat it on the nightstand next to his. She watched as he pulled a clean pair of boxer briefs out of his dresser. He reached into his closet and turned off the light he had left on to provide some ambient light.
When he climbed into the bed, Astrid lay down facing away from him. Wrapping his strong arm over her stomach, he pulled her against his chest, placing a kiss on the shell of her ear.
“Quit overthinking it. It’s just me. I plan on waking you up later for a repeat performance. My dick snuggled into your ass isn’t going to go unnoticed long.” She couldn’t help but laugh. “That’s better.” She relaxed in his arms. After two monster orgasms and Parker’s heat surrounding her, it only took Astrid a few minutes to fall asleep.
* * *
Parker woke up with a slight headache. Picking his head up, he looked at the clock, barely registering that it was just eight in the morning. What the hell had woken him this early this time?
He looked down at Astrid spread across his chest. It probably had something to do with her naked body sprawled across him. Her hand cupped his balls in her sleep. He would wake up early every morning if this was what awaited him.
Gently rolling her onto her back, he eased his way down the bed, careful to keep her covered. He settled between her thighs and took a tentative taste. He ran his tongue up her folds until he found her clit. This was going to become an obsession. He worked her clit, alternating between flicking it with his tongue and sucking it between his lips until he started to feel her rock her hips.
He eased two fingers inside her. He was careful not to go any deeper than he had last night. He flattened his tongue when she moaned, working her the way she liked until he felt her clench around his fingers. When she settled again, he worked the covers down until he could see her dazed eyes looking back at him.
“Good morning,” he said with a grin.
“Oh my god,” she moaned, flopping back on the pillow. He climbed back up her body and hugged her close to him before rolling onto his back. Astrid gasped as she landed straddling his waist. He rocked his hips against her. A sleepy Astrid fought to catch up. He was both fully awake and fully erect. She was still trying to rub the sleep from her eyes.
He rolled her nipples between his fingers until they were hard points. When her hips started to match his, rolling up and down his dick, he knew he had her. With one hand, he tried to find the drawer on the nightstand. He had emptied half the stuff onto the floor when Astrid finally pulled a condom out.
She scooted down his legs, working his underwear to his thighs. When she rolled the condom down his length like an expert, he cocked his head in question.
“YouTube,” she said with a grin. He was midlaugh when she slid down on him. This. This is what he wanted every morning of every damn day for the rest of his life.
He held her waist as she experimented with what felt best to her. He struggled to keep his hips still as he watched her find her rhythm. How had he managed to hold out from being with her this long? An even better question was, why?
Astrid was starting to make those adorable panting noises indicating she was close when he heard voices outside his door.
“Fuck,” he said, reaching toward her. He pulled her down against his chest as he grabbed the blankets. He felt her jump when the door was shoved open a moment later. Standing in the doorway was Liam, his arms crossed over his chest, looking pissed. Ronan peered around him with one eyebrow raised almost to his hairline.
“What the fuck? Get out,” Parker barked at them, holding Astrid tight against his chest.
“Ronan is supposed to be at the school in twenty minutes if you care to hurry this along,” Liam said in his typical dramatic manner. Ronan put his hand to his mouth behind Liam, trying desperately not to laugh.
“Close. The. Fucking. Door,” Parker growled, feeling Astrid start to giggle against his chest. His dick still throbbed inside her. With an impressive roll of his eyes, Liam grabbed the doorknob and slammed the door closed.
