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The way his fingers sink into me has my hips rising in wanton need, but it’s not enough.
I want more.
I reach between us and grip his shaft.
He groans, drawing his hips toward my touch. He senses my need and slowly removes his fingers, replacing them with the tip of his cock. I feel the first slice of pain as he gradually eases into me, and he freezes as I hiss, my muscles familiarizing themselves with the delicious intrusion.
“Keep going,” I whisper as the burn subsides.
Quinn kisses my trembling lips as he slowly pushes deeper into me but stops. “This is the part that’ll hurt the most,” he says, his voice shuddering under the pressure of holding back.
Closing my eyes and taking a deep breath, I will my body to relax. “Don’t stop.”
I raise my hips, encouraging him to move because I want this.
I want him.
“I love you, Red.” With one sharp, quick movement, he’s sheathed inside.
“Holy fuck,” I moan, my body bowing.
“I’m almost there,” he pants, controlling his breathing.
I’m not sure if I can fit any more of him inside me without splitting in half, but as Quinn reaches down and begins rubbing over my clit, my fears are quickly forgotten. I slowly rock, following his touch and his rhythm, and before long, I’m hungrily raising my hips, wanting him to go in deeper.
“You okay?” he gasps, his heated breath tickling my ear.
“Yes. Just don’t stop.”
“Never.” He places a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose.
He sinks in and then pulls out, and I almost cry, needing him back inside. But with one quick thrust, he’s finally all the way in.
He pauses, allowing my body to adjust.
“Can I move?” he asks, his voice strained.
I nod.
I’m thankful the movements start slow and controlled because my body couldn’t take anything harder.
I wrap my arms around the back of his neck and whimper into his mouth as he kisses me deeply. I focus on his mouth and the way his tongue circles mine, and not on the pain between my legs. It doesn’t hurt in the traditional sense, but it does feel foreign.
But as I slowly find my rhythm, slow and controlled isn’t enough.
“Faster,” I breathe out.
But Quinn shakes his head. “I’ll hurt you.”
He sucks his hoop into his mouth, concentrating on his guarded strokes.
“No…holding back,” I gasp, and arch my back, silently begging him to let go.
“Fuck,” he curses, attempting to pull out, but I grip his hip.
“Let go,” I say, hoping I don’t regret this tomorrow. “Show me you love me, as I do you.”
I reach for his nipple ring and give it a gentle pull.
