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It was too soon to be thinking the kind of shit I was thinking.
Shit like, ‘You’ll never know anything but my cock.’
Like, ‘Get used to my dick, baby girl. It’s yours.’
Before I could spiral into territory that questioned whether I was good enough for her again, whether I was insane for even letting my mind go there when we came from different sides of the same track, she settled the tip at her slit and started to sink onto me.
She was slow. Torturously slow. But I kept my eyes locked on her face, watching for the faintest hint of pain in her expression so that I could bring this to a halt sooner rather than later.
But there wasn’t any.
She was careful, adjusting to my girth with every inch she accepted inside her before attempting to take more.
It was probably the most patient I’d ever been in my goddamn life, but it was worth it for her to take all of me.
My head rocked back slightly as I savored the feeling of her tightness clinging to me, then she mumbled, “J-James?”
I grunted.
She rocked her hips.
It was… awkward.
I blinked then, understanding hit, and I reached for her waist. “This way,” I instructed, guiding her, encouraging her, and helping her when she needed it.
She wasn’t a natural, but it didn’t matter. She still felt like fucking heaven.Like fucking mine.
“You’re doing so well, baby,” I praised. “Your pussy is so goddamn tight. You’ve taken me fucking beautifully.”
She shuddered, the rocking of her hips faltered, and I guided her again then started to take over when her cunt began fluttering around me—that was the first warning sign.
With one hand on her hip, a chunk of her ass in my grip to keep her moving, I focused on her clit with the other.
The second my thumb rubbed over it, she released a cry, her entire being tipping forward as her fingers found my shoulders, her nails digging in, clawing at me in a way that’d leave marks.
“You feel so big.”
“You’re perfect,” I replied, surging up so that I could press my mouth to hers. “Such a good girl.” Her cunt strangled my cock. “So fucking good. My good girl.Mine, MaryCat. Mine.”
A few more strokes to her clit and she exploded around me, her pussy gripping me in a chokehold that I didn’t care if I survived.
As she orgasmed, I encouraged her to continue her pace because I was so fucking clos—
I growled as I came, the noise brushing her lips as she sobbed through the comedown from her climax.
We froze like that, a still-life tableau of need and want and pleasure.
For myself, I was thinking about shit I had no business feeling this early on.
Didn’t mean Iwasn’tfeeling it, just meant I wasn’t going to admit it out loud.
But sweet fuck, what she did to me.
It was the difference between jerking off and sliding home for the first time in the only pussy you were okay to ever experience again.
It was enough for the lights to fade, for sounds to disappear, for the earth to quake beneath the fucking bed.
That this small Irish-American spitfire was capable of bringing me to my knees shouldn’t be such a surprise after last night, but it was.
