I pushed myself up on my elbows to see him…to see his pupils blown wide, his hair messy from having my hands in it, his mouth wet with my arousal.
It made me bold.
"Third one," I whispered. "I can take it."
He frowned, but he kept his mouth close enough to drag his tongue out and over my clit…kept pushing his fingers into me at a slow, steady pace.
“You sure?” he rasped.
“Yes,” I nodded. “I want—I’m a tough girl, Wyatt.”
He actually smiled. “I know it, Haven. I know.”
Then he pressed a third finger in alongside the others, slow, giving me time to adjust, and I felt the stretch and my jaw dropped and I made a sound that wasn't quite a word.
But it didn't hurt. It was full and intense and my whole body felt like a live wire. I rolled my hips into it and he made a low rough sound.
"Good girl," he said. "You're taking it so well."
"I told you," I managed.
He chuckled, and I felt his breath between my legs. His pace quickened, thrusting deep—then he pushed all the way in and scissored his fingers, spreading me.
I arched.
“Yes,” I gasped. “Yes, please, please?—”
“You want my cock, baby?”
“Yes—”
“You wanna feel me deeper than this? Deeper than my fingers?”
“Please, please Wyatt, please?—”
He pulled out so fast that I cried out at the loss of him, but then he was crawling over me—reaching for the nightstand and pulling the drawer open. He knelt between my legs and ripped the condom package open, then held his cock to roll the condom on.
I watched, heart in my throat. Just…taking inhow big he was. Getting ready for it. Aching for it.
He got it on, then he lowered himself over me…then he kissed me hard, his tongue gliding across my lips until I opened to him, letting him in, sucking his tongue into my mouth. He groaned and cupped my cheek, and I felt his hips roll against my clenching pussy.
He pulled back to look at me.
“Gonna roll us so you can be on top,” he said. “I want you setting the pace.”
I frowned. “It’s okay, I’m good?—”
“And I want to see those pretty tits bouncing while you ride me,” he said, tweaking my nipple.My god.It made everything in me curl up and get cozy, so warm I could barely breathe.
He rolled us in one smooth move and suddenly I was on top of him, his hands on my waist. I laughed—I couldn't help it, the suddenness of it, the way the whole world flipped.
"What's funny?" he said, but he was smiling too.
"Nothing." I was still smiling. "Nothing, I just?—"
His hands slid up my sides and I felt his cock hard against me, nestled between my folds, and the laugh died in my throat.
I reached down.
