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Fuck. If that’s not enough incentive to hold back the beast inside, then I don’t know what is.
Quickly, I undo her shorts and whisk them away before doing the same with my jeans. When our bodies finally come together, skin on skin, with only our thin undergarments between us, I feel like I’m where I’m supposed to be. The rage inside is calm, the hatred I’ve harbored for years is gone, and all I can feel is Kate.
“I want you, Dax. I’ve waited for so long. Please…”
“Jesus, Kate.” She twines her body around mine, arching up off the bed. Groaning, I take her mouth, forgetting to be gentle and attacking it roughly. I swallow her moans as my stiff cock grinds against her soft curves.
She bites at my lips, just enough to make it sting. Jerking back, I see a woman on the edge of losing her own control.
“Hmmmm, like it a little rough, do you?”
Kate lifts her hips, dragging them up and down on my rigid length. “I don’t know. I suppose I’ll like it any way as long as it’s you,” she rasps.
“I told you,” I growl as I press her back down on the bed, “I promise it’ll be good. But I’m in charge.” I lick my way down the graceful slope of her neck, inhaling deeply as I go. “God you smell so bloody amazing.” Her only response is to moan and tremble. I continue down her body, stopping when I reach her lace-covered breasts. Hooking a finger in each side, I pull the material down, tucking it underneath each perfect curve of flesh.
Kate jerks beneath me when I take a perfect pink nipple into my mouth, sucking it between my teeth.
“More, Dax…”
Holy fuck. She’s going to kill me with her moaning and writhing. “Shhhhh, I’ll give you more when you’re ready.” I move to the other breast, working it with my mouth and tongue until Kate is begging me for more.
“Dax, I can’t wait any longer. Please!”
When I don’t respond immediately, she thrashes her head back and forth on the bed, struggling to keep from screaming in frustration. Hell, if Kate can’t control herself then I have absolutely no chance. My body is always on a hair-trigger—primed to fight or fuck at any given moment.
Rising up from my thorough worshiping of Kate’s breasts, I can see that her eyes are wild—dark black pools of lust—her neck and face flushed a glorious pink color. Kate’s breathing is erratic and quick, as if she can’t quite get enough air.
Mesmerized by her raw display of desire, my need to dominate roars back like an out of control freight train. I hurriedly strip out of my briefs, stopping only to grab a condom out of the bedside drawer. Once I’m sheathed, I turn back to the bed to find Kate has shed her own lacy knickers and is spread out and ready for me. Her hand is dipping between her legs, her head thrown back as she shamelessly touches herself. My eyes nearly bulge out of their sockets when I see that she’s waxed almost completely bare.
Gone is the hesitant, unsure girl I know. “Christ, Kate. You’re fucking amazing.”
And she is amazing. Most girls are either fake, playing it up like porn stars or they’re like limp rags during sex, thinking all they have to do is lay there. Sometimes, the second is true. I just want to bust a nut and do it quick with whoever is handy. But a partner that takes her sexuality and embraces it, whether it’s to take what she wants or to turn her pleasure over to
me—the result is the same. The scene in front of me is nothing short of a wet dream come true.
Kate’s loud groan, combined with a full body tremor, breaks me from my gawking. I climb up on the bed, using my knees to push her legs apart until I’m situated between them. She reaches up to hold onto my shoulders, smoothing her hands all over my skin.
Feeling my restraint spiraling out of reach, I grip her hands and hold them over her head to get it back. If I don’t calm down and take over, I’ll go too far, too fast, and hurt her. Lowering my body down, I let my weight settle on top of Kate, using care to keep my heavy bulk from crushing her beneath me.
Moving both of her wrists into one of my hands, I reach down between us with the other, lining up my cock with her entrance. Her wet heat against me feels beyond incredible. Kate shifts, tearing a deep, rumbling growl from my throat as she drags herself across the sensitive head.
“Dax. I’m ready,” she whispers.
I kiss her gently and slowly press forward, straining from the effort it takes to hold back when all I want to do is bury myself balls deep and claim her as mine. Our hands are intertwined above Kate’s head again, her fingers gripping me hard enough to cause my knuckles to ache.
She feels so good I have to break the kiss, dropping my head into the hollow between her neck and shoulder. “Holy… my god, you’re so fucking tight. You feel even better than I imagined.” I push in further, meeting firm resistance. Kate lets out a small cry. Alarmed, my head pops up to see her face. “Are you okay?”
Kate nods, so I drop my head back down to her shoulder. Her rapid breaths caress my neck. “I-I’m okay. Just get it over with. Please.”
Fuck. Hurting her goes against everything I believe, but god, the need to take her, to sink all the way into her gripping heat and be the first—the only—to have her, is overtaking every other instinct.
Gritting my teeth, I snap my hips hard, breaking through the taut barrier. Kate flinches beneath me, her body going stiff, her hands jerking in mine. I know it’s normal for it to hurt the first time, but damn if I don’t feel like the world’s biggest bastard and fucking invincible at the same time.
I’m not the kindest bloke. In fact, I’m a miserable, selfish asshole who wants nothing more than to pound her into the mattress. But surprisingly, if it were possible in this moment, I’d take every bit of Kate’s pain on as my own.
Kate
Dax fully dressed is gorgeous, stunningly so. Naked, I want to drop to my knees and worship at his feet. I’ve seen him shirtless before, so I know how cut and muscular he is, I just didn’t know how big he’d be in other places.
