“Do you trust me?”
He was so earnest, as if he was worried that anything he said would set her off. If it had been anyone other than Dalton, perhaps that would’ve been the case. Over the course of the time they’d been together, he’d done nothing but show her that he was someone she could count on. He’d helped her through so much. “With my life.”
His fingers tightened on her thighs, and his nostrils flared at her declaration. “Thank you.”
He lowered his head, and she closed her eyes as he licked and sucked her. Heat enveloped her, and her breaths came out short and loud in the room. Sensations built in her, ones she hadn’t felt in a very long time. “Yes,” she hissed as he slowly inserted one finger in her, as though he was checking to see if she was okay with his touch.
She was more than okay, and wanted more. Every doubt she’d had that she wouldn’t be able to enjoy making love again was being obliterated. She’d done work with Donelle, but it was all the man between her legs making her feel safe and protected.
Dalton slowly pumped his finger in and out of her while simultaneously pulling on her clit.
Steff moaned loud when he added another finger and increased the pace of his movements. Her legs were beginning to shake as tension built in her. She was almost afraid to let go, but Dalton would be there to help her come down, and so she gave herself over to what her body demanded, and cried out as she came.
Dalton slowed his movements, drawing out her orgasm until the tremors lessened, and her limbs were heavy, and her heartbeat had slowed.
He kissed his way up and nuzzled her neck. Another shiver rippled through her.
“Thank you.” She turned her head so that she could look at him.
“You’re welcome, and believe me when I say I enjoyed that as much as you did.”
The shackles that had bound her after her experience weren’t entirely gone, but they were extremely loose. Nothing about this moment scared her. If anything, she was empowered by knowing that throughout it all, she was in control. She could ask him to stop and he would’ve. She asked for more, and he gave her more. Not once did Dalton try and take over.
Steff was aware of his hardness resting against her leg. When she’d touched him earlier, she hadn’t been scared, and she wanted to touch him again. Reaching between them, she found him and ran a finger from tip to base and back again, smearing the drop of liquid across the top of his cock.
Dalton moaned and jerked in her touch. “I want you,” he kissed her cheek, the gesture sweet when he could’ve done something more.
“I want you too.” And she did. This was another hurdle she had to get over. Having him buried deep inside of her. His body over hers.
“We can go as slow as you need. There’s no rush.” He brushed her hair off her forehead. “Do you want to be on top?”
Did she? It would give her more control. It would make sense if she wanted that. “No. I know you’ll take care of me. You won’t do anything that will freak me out. I know you’ll stop if I ask you to.”
“You’re amazing,” he whispered as he shifted so only their lower bodies were touching. His cock rested at her entrance. Excitement welled up inside of her again. “Fuck.”
“What?! What’s wrong?” Had she done something wrong? Had a look crossed her face? She didn’t think so, but anything was possible.
“Nothing. You did nothing wrong. I just forgot protection.” He didn’t roll off her but shifted a little so that he could reach one of the condoms he’d placed on the table. In quick, economic movements, he had the protection on and was back nestled between her legs.
For endless seconds he didn’t move. Was he having second thoughts? No, that was a ridiculous thought. If he had second thoughts he would’ve walked away. Now it was her turn to ask. “You good?”
He smiled and lightly brushed her lips with his. “I’m more than good.”
She curled her arms around his broad shoulders and tugged him down. “Me too.”
It was as though he needed that final confirmation from her that this was what she wanted. “I promise to be gentle.” He reached between them and notched his cock at her entrance.
Her breath caught in anticipation of what was to come next. “I know you will.”
Slowly, as though not to frighten her, Dalton pushed inside her. Her body was ready for him, and so was her mind. She wanted this so much. Wanted the intimacy between them.
She sighed when he was buried deep. She drew her fingers down his back, tracing the ridges of his spine, until she found his tight ass. Steff dug her fingers into the flesh, encouraging him to move.
Dalton took the silent request and ran with it. He slid in and out, slowly, as if to see how much she could take before increasing his pace.
Everything about this moment was magical for Steff. Dalton was being gentle, but also firm at the same time. He wasn’tpounding into her like a jackrabbit. Warmth spread through her, chasing away the coldness from the past.
Tingles built at the base of her spine as Dalton moved faster. Her head fell back, and, once again, she gave herself over to the man in her arms and all the feelings he was generating inside of her.
