By the time he gets his fill and drags me down to straddle his thighs, I’ve managed to come back to my senses.
Kind of.
The smirk on his lips suggests I’m staring at him like he’s God, but screw it. He was right. It’ssomuch better when he talks me through it.
I lower my gaze to his impossibly hard length. It’s wedged between our naked bodies, leaking precum from the tip.
“Are you ready for this, Sunshine?” He tucks my hair behind my ear. “If you need me to wait, I’ll wait. I’ll wait until you’re so eager to fuck me again, you’re begging for my cock.”
My pussy clenches, making it very hard to hold a coherent thought.
But something vulnerable slips into Nero’s gaze, something that makes me look inward to see if I really am ready.
It’s true what I said to him earlier. I am scared of who I’ll have to become to survive by his side. But maybe I don’t have to become Ekaterina or Vita or my mom. Maybe I can just take it one day at a time. Nero doesn’t expect me to be anyone but myself.
And who is that? You’re far from the selfless good girl he thinks you are. How would he react if he knew about the deal you made with Vita? How would he feel if he knew you’ve been lying to him?
I’ll have to come clean. One day. But I don’t want to think about that tonight.
Tonight, I just want to be with him.
Reaching between us, I wrap my palm around his erection. I lift myself off his thighs and press the tip to my pussy. “I want it. I’m ready. I want you inside me.”
He groans and wraps his hand around the back of my neck, pulling me down to crush our lips together. His tongue invades my mouth at the same time that his cock nudges inside.
My eyes go wide. It’s been so long that I forgot how big he is. I’m drenched, but he still stretches me with every inch he squeezes in.
I estimate he gets in about halfway before my gasps turn into whimpers. I press my palms to his chest and sit up. “Nero, slow down.”
His eyes are so darkened with lust they look nearly black. I can feel his chest rise and fall with harsh breaths. “Breathe through it, baby. You’re doing so well.”
The praise alone makes me sink down another inch.
His abs flex. “Oh, fuck.”
I roll my hips, taking him just a bit deeper. Other than his ragged breaths, he stays as still as a statue, letting me control the pace.
“I don’t know if I can do it,” I whine when it feels like I’m about to burst at the seams.
“You’ve done it before, and you can do it again. Your body remembers me, Sunshine. You just have to let go. Can you let go for me?”
I release a harsh breath and then slide all the way down until he’s buried in me to the hilt.
He cups my cheeks. “You okay?”
I nod. He’s right. My body remembers. When we’re like this, everything is perfect. We fit so damn well.
He grabs my thighs and flips me over while staying buried deep inside of me. “If it gets too much, stop me, because I won’t be holding back.” He kisses my forehead.
“Okay.”
And then he pulls out and rams into me so hard I see stars.
“Ohmigod,” I gasp.
He’s ravenous. Relentless. He pounds into me with his hard thrusts until my eyes roll to the back of my head. It feels better than anything ever has before. Sex with him is so removed from the sex I had before him that it feels like an entirely different act.
Our bodies meld perfectly together, two puzzle pieces waiting to click. His cock fills me completely, reaches parts of me only he has ever reached. He’s lightning to my thunder. Gasoline to my flame.
