Yes. She’d wanted this for what felt like eons. Yes, yes, yes. Every panting breath was an echo of what her heart and mind was singing.
And still he fondled her breasts while she arched her back. She wanted him inside. So large. So hard. But first he had to?—
He thrust and she cried out, startled because it was so quick. One minute he’d been teasing her, and then suddenly he was inside. Too big. There’d been a flash of pain, the steady stretch to accommodate. So big. She felt split open.
He started to draw out. He straightened off her back and his hands slid to her hips. Part of her thrilled at the possession. Most of her thrilled at it, but a tiny part of her brain was screaming. She’d needed him to do something first. He had to?—
“Condom,” she gasped. Then she repeated it louder. “Condom!”
He wasn’t listening. His hands had tightened on her hips now, and he was thrusting inside. A steady pulse of penetration. In and in and in.
She started to struggle, but he held her fast. He couldn’t release. She couldn’t get pregnant!
“Simon! Stop!”
He didn’t. He wasn’t. So she became frantic.
She slammed forward and twisted. She grabbed his hand and tried to push him away. She had to stop this!
His hands tightened. God, he was so damn strong! She’d barely made it a few inches, and he made that up with his next thrust.
“Stop!” she bellowed.
He froze, completely embedded inside her. She was twisted around, trying to look at him. She saw him blink twice and focus. His breath was coming in heaving pants and his eyes burned with intensity. But he didn’t speak, so she had to.
“You need a condom, Simon. I could get pregnant.”
She watched his nostrils flare and knew her words had been a mistake. He wanted children.
She scrambled forward, and this time she managed to escape. He fell out of her, and she nearly moaned at the loss. But she used her momentum to lurch to her bedside table. She pulled it open and grabbed a foil packet. Spinning around she held it up between them.
“You have to wear a condom.”
His penis was wet and dark as it bobbed between them. His breathing was the same as it was before, harsh and steady, and his eyes were the same intense stare of incomprehension.
He was being a bear, she realized. In a place so primal that it couldn’t communicate, and it sure as hell didn’t understand modern birth control. So it was up to her.
He was still kneeling on the bed, looking at her with dark, steady eyes. She ripped open the packet and pulled out the wet latex. She’d never done this before, but she knew the basics.
First, she stroked him, sliding her fingers across the wet head and thick stalk. He rumbled, low and deep, so she did it again though she added some pressure. He made the sound again, this time louder and she knew he was pleased.
Now came the awkward part. She kept stroking him with one hand while the other managed the condom.
His rumbling came at a higher pitch this time, the sound tighter and slightly annoyed. But she didn’t let it stop her. She kept stroking him as she rolled the condom down. And then when it was done, she looked up into his eyes.
“Now it’s okay.” She touched his cheek and then went in for a kiss. His lips were tight, but she teased the seam of them with her tongue. And when they relaxed and opened, she invaded him. She pressed inside him and felt the shudder that went through his body.
And then suddenly, her knees were swept out from beneath her. She was abruptly dropped onto her back as he landed on all fours above her. No more kissing as he wordlessly looped her legs over his arms.
And then he widened her and thrust inside.
Impaled. Split open. Any of a thousand different words cut through her consciousness. But they all meant the same thing. She was completely vulnerable to him, wide open and barely able to move. While he did what he wanted.
He thrust into her. Deep strokes that she felt all the way to her back.
Steady pound as he pierced straight through her core.
An unrelenting beat as her body grew taut around his. As the thump of his body against hers had her legs tightening, her breath stuttering, and her body gripping him. Taking him. Sucking on him.
