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Her cheeks flushed and she avoided my penetrating stare. “Yes,” she whispered, almost inaudible even in the quiet room.
“Look at me.” Her head popped up at my stern tone, I needed to remember to be gentle with her, even if I’d never been gentle in my whole damn life. “What exactly are you offering, angel? I need your words.”
My nerve endings vibrated as the silence continued, making me worried that I’d read the situation wrong after all.
“Everything. I’m offering you everything, Gage.” Her words rang with certainty, releasing the tether holding me back.
“Mia,” I breathed her name into her mouth. She whimpered against my lips, her hands turning to fists and winding themselves into my shirt. I hated it, wanted to tear the fabric from my body so I could feel her digging into my skin instead.
Darkness pushed against the edges of my vision, my craving for her so strong that I wanted to release my inner beast. I was able to keep my rational mind long enough to pick her up and take her to the bedroom, locking the door behind us.
Gentle,Mia was precious, she needed to be handled with care this time. Laying her in the middle of the bed, I stood up to look my fill. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
I’d told her before, but it didn’t stop her from squirming on the mattress, uncomfortable with the compliment and my unblinking stare. I should feel guilty for that, but she’d offered me everything and I was going to take every piece of her.
With a softness I didn’t know I possessed, I ran my hands up her stomach, taking her shirt with them. Once it was gone, I unfastened her bra and threw it behind me, her shorts and underwear following quickly. That night on the couch, we’d both still had our clothes on while we touched. Seeing her bare for the first time was a cataclysmic event. I was destroyed and rebuilt all in the span of a few seconds.
“Gage,” she shifted, her thighs trying to press together but my big body prevented it. My tongue was thick in my mouth, keeping me from soothing her with words.
Dropping to my knees with a thud, I wrapped my hands around her thighs. She squealed when I spread her wide. Her muscles strained against my hold, trying to close her legs, but when I didn’t budge, she reached down, placing her hands right where I was transfixed.
“No,” I growled, releasing one leg and pushing her hands away, replacing them with my face. Breathing deeply, my tongue darted out for a taste. Mia released a deep moan, and I chuckled against her. Her fight had been all for show and we both knew it.
My mouth feasted on her with long, languid licks of my tongue, tasting every inch from her clit to her back hole, never staying in one place for long. I wanted Mia’s pleasure, craved it, but this was just as much for me as it was for her. How many nights had I stood outside, wanting to be right where I was at this moment? How many times had I dreamed that she’d fist my hair the way she was now, trying to ride her way to the orgasm I was denying her? Hundreds, thousands, millions of seconds spent wanting her. Every breath I breathed, each day dawning with nothing but my longing for this woman.
“Gage!” she snapped. Ah, my sweet girl could be demanding when she wanted to come. I smiled against her clit before I sucked it between my teeth, giving her the smallest of bites and sending her soaring. Perfection, all of her, truly made just for me.
I tore the clothes from my body, my patience long gone. Mia was my obsession and I wanted to crawl inside of her body and live there for the rest of my days. But I knew that wasn’t realistic, so I’d settle for seating my cock as deep as it could go inside of her as many times as she’d let me.
Mia’s body was limp from the orgasm as I drug her up the mattress and rested all that fiery hair on the pillow. Then I crooked my arm beneath her right knee, spreading her again as I settled my hips against hers. Her pussy lips, wet from earlier, parted, cradling my dick between them, the heat searing me.
My body shook with tension from holding myself back. When her eyes opened, full of trust and something more, my heart ripped out of my chest and fell at her feet. She cradled my face between her hands, “What’s your real name?”
Her question penetrated my lust-drunk brain. “Adam,” I croaked, overwhelmed by the emotions that I’d never felt and didn’t fully understand.
“Adam,” she repeated with a small smile. “I need you to fuck me, Adam. But go slow, you’re my first.”
My entire body jolted above her like someone had struck me with a fifty-thousand-volt taser. Her confession wrapped around my darkness as it roared with possession and triumph.
Lifting my hips, I separated our lower halves before pressing my cockhead against her opening. She was so much smaller than me. My breathing quickened as I pushed forward, making sure to pull back each time before going farther. It was a long process and sweat beaded on my skin from the effort.
When I was fully seated inside of Mia, I took in her strained expression. I was hurting her. No matter how badly I wanted this, it wasn’t enough to ignore her pain. “We should stop.”
Her eyes flew open and she locked her legs around my lower back, preventing me from pulling out. “Don’t you dare.” My spitfire was back and I was too weak, too on edge to deny her. Pulling back slowly, I kept my eyes locked on her face for any signs of discomfort.
After what seemed like an eternity, she started meeting my thrusts and dragging her nails down my arms. It was all I needed to release the grip I held on myself and begin fucking her the way we both needed.
My ears were filled with her sounds, my nose inhaling her scent and my dick was slick with her juices. If a bastard like me could get into heaven, then this would be it. Gathering her in my arms, I sat up and held her tight to my chest. Mia stabbed her fingers into my hair, the tie long gone and my inky black strands brushing the tips of my shoulders.
Fisting one of my hands in her hair in return, I brought our mouths together, needing to get as much of myself inside of her as possible. I kept one arm wrapped around her hips so that I could lift her up and down my shaft in a fast rhythm that I knew would have us both coming.
“Adam,” she moaned, tearing her lips from mine. My fist in her hair tilted her head backward so that I could watch the ecstasy flow across her face.
“Fuck, angel, yes. This is how it should always be. My name on your lips, your cum on my cock. I’m a dirty fucking bastard for taking your cherry but it’s mine.” She tucked her face against my shoulder and I felt a sharp pain before she cried out against me.
Her pussy rippled around me and when I felt my balls draw up tight, I gripped her shoulders in my palms, holding her tight, probably too tight, as I came inside of her.
When my brain was back online, I laid us down on our sides, my hands reverently roaming over her soft skin. Mia looked half asleep but when she smiled at me, the worry I hadn’t realized I’d been feeling disappeared.
