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“You feel so fucking good,” he hisses, and a gazillion butterflies collide in my belly. I struggle to adjust to his size at first but the dampness his fingers created quickly helps me adapt. Every time he lets himself go faster and the pain diminishes, he slows himself back down.
“Winter, I… I don’t know if I can go slow.” He lays his mouth on my collarbone, probably trying to think of something else. “You drive me crazy. I can’t…” He stops moving. “I want to be good to you. I just need to calm down.”
He seems ashamed, and my heart drums in my chest at the thought that he literally feels bad for how much he wants me. I love him so much.
“Then don’t.” I hold my breath.
He frowns and I kiss him.
“Don’t be good to me,” I whisper against his lips.
It’s nothing. It only lasts a second. It’s just a look.
But we both know what it means.
Oh, it’s on.
Without a word, he yanks my hair around his fingers and starts pounding into me almost violently.
Jesus Christ!
My eyes roll back at his
reckless yet calculated thrusting. He moves like he knows every weak point. Every sweet spot. The pain completely disappears. I can’t help but moan and give him what he so desperately wanted earlier: I call out his name. Over and over again. He goes faster every time I say it, like his name rolling off my tongue is music to his ears. He starts kissing my neck, then transfers to my earlobe, biting it and making me shiver tremendously.
“So, this is how you like it, huh?” he smirks. “Duly noted.”
I flush and moan again when he pushes deeper. I know what he really means is so you like it rough?
And I do.
God, what has this guy turned me into?
I shudder while he does things I didn’t even think were possible to me. I know we won’t last long. We’ve been waiting forever for this moment.
This is like thinking about the food you’ve left in the fridge all day, coming home to see that it’s still there and finally getting to eat it. I really need to stop making food comparisons.
After a while, spasms take over him, and I know he’s close. I whisper in his ear not to hold back, and he asks me if I’m sure. I love that he’s thinking about me first. I nod and he gives in, speeding up the pace and blowing my mind as he grunts into my ear.
“Fuck, Winter.” He rams himself inside me unbelievably fast until he starts to tremble. Then, he fills me with one last powerful shove and collapses on top of me. He nestles his head on my shoulder and breathes heavily, still lightly shaking. I love seeing him like this. The look on his face is everything. We’re both panting, high on each other.
“We have a problem,” he says the last thing I expected to hear.
“What?” I ask.
“I’m never going to let you leave this bed again.”
I flush and let out a chuckle.
“That good, huh?” I tease.
“Beyond good.” He kisses the corner of my mouth and rolls off me, pulling me into his arms. We don’t move one bit, holding each other in complete silence as I listen to his heartbeat and he traces circles on my skin.
“I love you,” he whispers.
My heart melts into a puddle.
“I love you too,” I say right back.
