“Alaric,” Evangeline murmurs.
She shifts higher on the bed.
Naked.
Ready.
And so utterly fuckable.
“There’s no rush,” she says, a glimmer of amusement dancing behind her eyes.
The words soothe me, forcing me to take in a deep, cleansing breath.
We’re here. Together.
We have all week to become intimately acquainted with each other.
Like she said: there’s no rush.
And yet…
Finally free of my shirt, I drop it, then make quick work of my pants, shoving them down along with my briefs.
She does a sweeping assessment of my body, her attention lingering on the hard length between my thighs.
Without conscious thought, I give myself a few slow pumps.
“On second thought…” she breathes out.
My muscles lock up, my lungs seizing. “You’re having second thoughts?”
Her eyes flare wide. “No. Not about this. I just meant… maybe… maybe there is a rush after all?” Her cheeks go pink. “I can’t wait for you to be inside me either.”
Confidence restored, I climb onto the bed.
“Favorite position?” I ask, stroking myself once again as I hover on my knees. I’d rather overcommunicate and get it right than fumble through our first time together. More than anything, I want to give her exactly what she wants.
“I—” She arches up, her brows knit together in concern. “I don’t think anyone’s ever asked me that before.”
A growl rumbles through me before I can stop it. Inching closer, I line myself up at her entrance, the warmth of her pretty little cunt making it nearly impossible to hold back from pushing into her in one hard thrust.
But I do.
Barely.
Fuck.
Dragging my crown through her wetness, I say, “I don’t want to hear about anyone who came before me. Not when I’m about to sink into you. Tell me. Your. Favorite. Position.”
I grit my teeth, squeezing my aching cock to stave off the voracious need to claim her.
“I want to be able to see you,” she says breathily. “Or, if I can’t see you, I want to feel you everywhere. It helps…”
“What helps?” I encourage, ducking closer.
She nibbles on her bottom lip. “It helps me stay in the moment if I can see you, or if I can feel your hands and mouth on me. Sometimes I get overwhelmed… but as long as we maintain a connection, I’m usually good.”
Noted. “Lie back. I’m going to ensure you feel meeverywhere.”
