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“Sarah,” he grunts, his lips hovering over mine. “I’m not going to lie to you, the thought of getting you pregnant has me hard enough to pound nails. Birth control is pretty effective. I’m not worried about it. If my swimmers get past it, then so be it. I just want to feel your hot, wet pussy squeezing me with nothing between us.” His voice drops an octave, his eyes going a little feral, “I need it.”

“Yes,” I groan, arching my back and pressing my chest up against his. He has a smattering of chest hair across his pecs and my nipples rub against it, making my already sensitive skin feel like it’s on fire. “Please,” I beg, “I need you inside me.”

Theo closes his eyes and tips his head back slightly while taking a few deep breaths. His jaw is clenched, and I know how much it’s costing him to take a moment to get himself under control.

“Last chance to stop this right now. We can wait.” His head tips forward, his blue eyes finding mine. “I can wait. We’ll have the rest of our lives, my little beauty. There’s no rush.”

I wrap my legs around his waist and tug him forward. “I need you inside me, Theo,” I pout. “Please,” I start to beg him, but then I feel the crown of his cock at my entrance and whatever words I was going to say die in my throat.

Our eyes stay locked as he slowly pushes inside of me, and my mouth falls open even though no sound comes out. There’s a burning feeling as I stretch around him, but it’s not as unpleasant or painful as I thought it would be. Maybe it was the orgasm he gave me or because I was made for him. I don’t know and I don’t care.

When he’s filling me completely, he pauses and presses his forehead against mine, both of us breathing heavily. His eyes search my face looking for any signs of discomfort, but he won’t find any. This is bliss. This is everything I’ve been dreaming of since I met him and so much more.

I lean up and kiss him, pouring everything I feel into the press of our lips because I want him to know. I need him to know. He melts against me, kissing me back and dominating our connection. I give myself over to him, to it, completely.

Just when I can’t take it anymore, the feeling of being too full barreling down on me and making me want to wiggle my hips to get him to move, he starts to pull out of me. When I’m afraid that he’s going to slip out, he pushes forward. It feels so good, and I find myself crying out against his lips.

Our bodies move together, pushing and pulling, flowing and ebbing, stumbling over the other as we feel and chase and run. I can’t stop looking at him when he pulls back to stare down at me, our skin slick with sweat and every second engraved into my memory to carry with me always.

I was waiting for him. I had no idea before, but it’s so clear now.

His hips move faster, and I move mine to meet his thrusts. The pleasure between us builds and grows until it gets to the point where it has nowhere else to go. We teeter on the precipice.

With a moan I tip over the edge.

With a groan he tips over the edge.

As he fills me with his cum, he leans forward and kisses me hard. I can feel it all. All of him. His dreams for the future. The beauty he sees in me. The hope he has that we’ll always be together.

I soak it up and allow it to meld with the dreams I have for us. Because there is only us now. No matter what. I’m his.

And he’s mine.

CHAPTER 6

THEO

The first thing I notice when I wake up is the weight of my woman pressing down on my chest. I crack one eye open and the other, wanting to soak up how close she is without waking her up. She’s not timid when she’s asleep, she’s not scared of what hides in the darkness. She’s at peace. The way her face is relaxed tells me just how safe she feels.

Knowing she feels safe in my arms has me wanting to roar and shout from the rooftops that the woman in my bed, in my arms, in my life, is mine. I don’t. I watch as she breathes, her head resting against my chest and her arm draped around me and holding me close.

She’s so damn beautiful, but she has no idea how much. Learning about her past was a shock and I understand her better because she shared it with me. I don’t think many people expect to meet someone who grew up in a cult, but my woman did. I’m so thankful to Ryder and the rest of the Higgins Security guys that they got her out along with her sisters. I know they saved other people that day, but the only one I really care about is in my arms right now.

My little beauty keeps surprising me. Like last night. She not only was ready for me, but she wanted me. I figured, after she told me about her past, that we’d be waiting a lot longer. I would have been happy to wait. As long as I get to spend time with her and learn about her, it would have been enough for me.

More than I could have asked for really considering she has no real reason to trust me.

I’m glad she does. I’m glad she’s going through this with me and doesn’t seem scared about how fast it’s moving or how deeply we’re feeling. I wouldn’t blame her if she had concerns, but her putting her trust in me, in us, is a gift I won’t squander.

Sarah stirs and I tighten my hold on her to stop her from rolling away from me. The warmth of her skin against mine is something I’m not willing to lose. Not yet.

Her honey-colored eyes blink open, her blonde hair a mess around her head, but a beautiful fucking mess. “Good morning,” her voice is thick with sleep as she looks at me and starts to blush.

I lean down and kiss her forehead. “Good morning, my little beauty,” I rasp. My hand slides up and down the smooth skin of her back, loving the way it feels. She’s so damn soft. “How are you feeling this morning?”

I can’t help but ask. I took care of her last night after her first time, getting her to soak in the tub, but my cock is begging me to take her again this morning. I won’t if it’ll hurt her. I’ll never hurt her; it would kill me.

She buries her face in my chest, but I can feel her lips curl into a sly smile. “I’m good,” she whispers against my skin, and I shudder at how good it feels.

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