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Other men could offer her elegance, maybe. A planned seduction.
But no one else could ever want Faith as badly as I do. It’s not possible.
I’m burning up for her. I’m roasting alive.
“So wet and warm.” I shove her thighs wider, fisting my length. It’s ruddy at the tip, aiming right at her core. “God, I bet it’s like heaven in there. You going to let me in, sweetheart? You gonna show me how good you feel?”
“Uh-huh.” She’s pulling on my shoulders; squeezing my waist with her thighs. Urging me on, her beautiful face stark with the same clawing hunger I feel. “Please, Andre. Please.”
My pulse throbs in my throat as I notch at her entrance. There’s just one last thing we need to clear up first. “Say you won’t run away with the circus.”
Faith’s startled laugh chases away my red haze. I grin down at her, sliding my length through her folds. Teasing, always teasing. “Say it, Faith.”
She flicks my nose. “There’s only one clown in this room.”
“Is that a solemn vow?”
“I guess so.”
Good enough. That promise will have to be enough, because if I don’t push inside her soon, I’ll lose my mind.
“Okay, sweetheart. Try to relax.”
Nudging forward, I grit my jaw.
Eight
Faith
So this is what being split in two feels like.
Okay, I’m being melodramatic. But Andre is a big man, you know? He’s not built for beginners, despite his stellar foreplay. So when he first pushes inside me, stern eyes watching me from above, he sees the breath seize in my chest. He sees the knee-jerk way my eyes brim with tears.
And the big jerkstops.Just like that, he’s ready to stop everything.
“Don’t you dare,” I wheeze, crossing my ankles behind his back. “It’s a lot to get used to, that’s all. Keep going, just… slowly.”
He doesn’t move, shaking his head. “I don’t want to hurt you. I can’t bear hurting you, Faith.”
Oh, for goodness’ sake. I throw my hands up, exasperated. “Wellsomeonehas to pop my cherry, Andre Silva. If you can’t stomach it—”
It’s an empty threat, but it sure gets him moving again, scowling down at me from above. His hips press forward, firm but gentle.
“Don’t even joke about that,” he says. “You’remine.”
I poke my tongue out, a thrill skittering through my whole body.
And though it’s sore at first, though the invasion of him inside me feels like it should be impossible to overcome, though I’ve never felt so full in my freaking life… after a few minutes, we’re sealed together. As close as two bodies can possibly get.
And Ifeelhim in there. The throb of blood through his shaft; the tap of his pulse. Every twitch and tiny adjustment.
Andre’s a statue. He stares at the wall over my head, clearly counting backward from one hundred or some nonsense, using all of that monstrous focus to make sure he doesn’t hurt me. Doesn’t move until I’m ready.
Well… I wriggle my hips to check, but there’s no pain. Only a delicious tickle of friction.
Yeah. I’m ready.
“Hey.” His shoulder is tensed harder than granite when I poke it. “Let’s do this. It doesn’t hurt anymore.”
