Page 38 of Wicked Rogue


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She shivered, bucking her hips against my mouth and I took that as my opportunity to dive deeper. I slid my hands to her ass, cupping her hard against my face.

So fucking sweet.

There was no way I would ever get enough of this…

Her thighs were already shaking, her body winding tight like a spring. I knew she was seconds from falling apart… had she ever had an orgasm before? From the little surprised gasps emitting from her chest, I was guessing not.

A raw, animalistic pride warmed my chest. I wanted to be the only one to ever make her feel this way. I wanted to own all of her pleasure.

She started tugging on my hair, but I wasn’t going to let up. Not when she was so close. “Shit, Aidan, I-” but her words were cut off with a scream.

She tossed her head back, arching on the bed as her body fought to escape the pleasure… but there was no escape. Not from me. As her body trembled its way through the orgasm, I didn’t stop. I released one of her hips as I continued stroking at her with my tongue, and then slipped a lone finger inside her.

She groaned and cursed as I slid it in and out, never letting up with the pressure on her clit. I needed her to be good and ready for me… the last thing I wanted was to hurt her.

“God, please, Aidan,” she bit out. She was tugging on my hair so much it was verging on pain, but that wasn’t going to stop me.

“I want you to be ready.”

“I’m ready,” she said breathlessly.

“You’re ready when I say you are,” I growled against her skin, pushing another finger inside her. She winced and stilled as her internal muscles stretched.

Hmm.

I flicked at her clit with my tongue and she relaxed again as the pleasure overtook the pain.

“See,” I told her. “Let me take care of you, Clover.” She was so fucking tight there was no way I was going to get all the way inside her without causing her discomfort, and I didn’t want her to remember this with pain. I only wanted her to know pleasure at my hands.

She deserved better than me, but I would do my darndest to be the best she would ever have. She was so perfect; she deserved a perfect first time.

After a few more minutes of driving her insane, I could feel her body quivering with the promise of another orgasm, but I was too greedy. I wanted to feel it around my cock when she went off, not my fingers.

She looked up with surprise when I pulled out of her and reached for the packet on the nightstand. She watched my every move, her fingers trailing over her breasts as I rolled the condom on and settled between her legs.

“Promise me you’ll tell me if I’m hurting you.”

She smiled softly and nodded, reaching up to caress my cheeks. She stared at me with such wonder and veneration, it was hard to maintain eye contact with her. I didn’t deserve the way she was with me…

“I promise, Aidan,” she added when she remembered I needed her words.

I hovered over her, reaching down with one hand to line myself up with her entrance, and then lifted her leg to my hip, opening her up as much as I could. When I could feel her warmth, I pushed forward, and I swear to fucking God, I saw heaven right then.

Sparks danced behind my eyes as my head spun and I gasped for breath and some sort of control. How could one moment feel so remarkable? So perfect?

The pieces inside me were rearranging around her… she was so cemented in my soul now, there was no way we could ever pretend that we were nothing again.

When I finally came back down to earth, she was staring up at me with concern. “Are you alright?” She asked, stealing the words from my mouth.

“I can’t describe to you how amazing you feel, Cait,” I said hoarsely, gazing down at her in wonder. I’d known it would be good. I’d known nothing else would ever compare… but I’d not truly understood how it would change everything.

She sighed happily and wrapped her arms around me. We were chest to chest, nose to nose as I started to move. I watched for any sign of pain on her face, but there was none.

After a few moments, I rested all my weight on one arm as I gripped her wrist and slipped our hands between our bodies.

“Touch yourself,” I demanded. I wanted to feel her explode around me and I knew it would only heighten her pleasure if she could start to explore her own body.

She blinked at me, her cheeks coloring, but as I drove into her and pushed her higher and higher, her shyness seemed to dissipate. I felt her hand moving between us as she chased her way to orgasm, and then the trembling in her internal walls told me she was almost there.

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