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He places his huge erection against my wet pussy, and I hold my breath, waiting for the pain. As he presses forward, I dig my nails into his shoulders and scrunch my eyes closed. “Look at me,” he orders, and my eyes instantly pop open.
He holds my gaze as he circles his hips and presses forward a little bit. “I knew your pussy would be fucking perfect.” He breathes against the side of my neck. “You’re so goddamn tight.” He kisses me, and I slowly forget about the pain while his tongue tangles with mine.
He slides his hand between us and rubs slow circles around my clit, sending intense sparks of pleasure shooting along my nerve endings.
As my inner walls slowly relax, I find myself moving my hips up to meet his thrusts while he picks up speed.
The pain turns into pleasure, and I call his name as a slow orgasm ripples through me. The tremors are still running through my body when he lifts my leg up over his shoulder and slides a little deeper with his thrust. One climax rolls into two and then three. God. He’s freaking trying to kill me the first time out.
His thrusts turn frantic before he halts above me and growls my name. I feel his cock jerking deep inside me as wetness fills me and runs down my butt crack. A Slade-induced fog envelops me, and I tell myself I’ll worry about the consequences some other time.
CHAPTER7
SLADE
My fuckinglegs are weak when I scoop Skye up from the bed to carry her into the en-suite bathroom to clean her up. I don't drop her, though. There isn't a chance in hell of that happening.
I juggle her carefully in my arms while I get the bathtub ready. She's out of it, the back-to-back orgasms having knocked her for a loop. She looks beautiful with her hair all tangled up and her face flushed.
As soon as her bath is ready, I climb inside with her, sinking down into the hot water. I don't want her getting stiff and sore. Especially since I'm not finished with her yet. I took it easy on her since it was her first time, but I fully intend on showing her exactly what she's getting into with me. We both know it's what she wants anyway.
I've been biding my time for the past few days, trying to make damn sure that she's ready. I don't want her to regret or doubt anything between us. When she gave herself to me, I wanted her to know beyond a shadow of a doubt that she was ready.
She's ready now. I knew it the minute I saw her in that damn leopard print bikini tonight. She's all in.
"Mmm," she moans, stretching like a little cat on my lap. "Orgasms and a bubble bath. My favorite."
I grin, brushing my lips across her forehead. “You have orgasms and bubble baths often, Skye?”
“Well, I mean, they made handheld shower heads for a reason, didn’t they?” She peeks up at me, mischief in her eyes. “And they put the waterspout in the middle of the tub for a reason too, Slade.”
“Yeah, I’m going to have to see that one day.”
“Sorry, can’t. It’s a secret among women.”
“Oh, really?” I smirk, plunging my hand between her thighs to cup her pussy. “There are no secrets between me and this, Who. If I say get yourself off with the faucet, you get yourself off with the faucet.”
“Or,” she says, drawing the word out. “You could be the Best Guy Ever and do it for me.”
“Best Guy Ever?”
One soapy shoulder rises from the water as she shrugs. “Sir? Master? Daddy? Bossy Motherf–”
I growl, cutting her off with my lips on hers before she gets herself in trouble. She laughs against my lips before melting into the kiss. Her legs fall open slightly as if inviting me to keep touching her.
It’s not an invitation I need. I meant it when I said I’d touch her how and when I wanted. But I take her up on the offer anyway, grinding my thumb against her swollen clit.
“Mmm,” she moans.
“You horny little thing.” I chuckle, surprised she’s already itching for another round. I took it easy on her, but I’m not a small guy and she had multiple orgasms. I figured she’d need a little recovery time.
“You made me this way,” she retorts, her voice breathy. “You promised me filthy things, and now I want them, Slade. So bad.”
“Oh, really?”
“Yes.” She pulls back to look at me, her expression somber. “I think you freaking broke me, just so you know.”
I slide my hand up her chest, wrapping it around her throat. “No, Who. I haven’t broken you yet. When I do, you’ll know it.”
