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Tenderly, I cup his face and press my lips to his. Breathe him in. “I love you, too.”
“Thank you.” And then, his tip caresses my entrance—presses just hard enough for the head to enter. “Son of a bitch,” he chokes out, his arms shaking while holding me in place. I can’t talk. I’m lost to the feel of him inside. The heat of his skin on mine.
“More.”
“Baby, give me a moment...let’s slow—”
“No.” With a grunt, I drop more of my weight on his length and take almost half of him inside. “Fuck.” Now, there’s pain and this sense of rightness that overrides the discomfort. I’m not going to pretend it isn’t happening, hide what I’m experiencing, but I take solace in knowing that he cares.
“I got you, sweetheart,” he whispers low, his voice hoarse. My thighs are shaking I can’t hold myself us; and drop another inch. At once, his hands are on my hips, holding me still while he fights his own urge to take me. “Slow. No rush.”
“I’m going to be okay. Just need a minute.”
“Baby, we can stop. This is everything and more than enough.” Sweet man. God, I love him.
“Just hold me.” I feel his nod, and when his arms wrap around my back to give me the comfort I need, I take the rest of him in. All the way until my clit throbs against his base.
“Motherfuck.” Nicholas is tense beneath me, muscles coiled tight while his hands remain gentle on my skin. “Tight...wet...heat.”
“I love you.”
“God, sweetheart. You’re everything to me.” Now that I am fully his, that the hardest part is over, I focus on how his lips skim my hairline and the racing of his pulse point. How he throbs within me but refuses to move and hurt me. How I can feel the head of his dick expand and the wetness that seeps from between my lips and onto his shaft.
It takes a while. A lot of breathing from me and the words of love he repeats, but after a while the pain dulls into a manageable throb that lets me notice a few other things.
How when I flex my walls, a tingle forms and my skin breaks out in goose bumps.
“Mila.” My name is a mantra, a hiss that escapes through clenching teeth. “I need to move. Please.” Instead of answering, I rise up and then drop slowly. Once. twice. And then on the third, I swivel my hips enjoying every new sensation.
There’s a twinge of pain, but it’s mild and morphing into pleasure. Having him inside is life changing.
“You feel so good,” I whimper, fingernails digging into his chest as I pick up speed. I’m chasing this sensation—a need that’s beyond my control. “So full. I can’t stop.”
“Fuck, yes. Ride me, baby...just like that,” Nick grunts, his hands grabbing my hips and bringing me down harder on my next lift.
He meets me thrust for thrust, manipulating me over his dick while I clench on each entry. Each time our pelvises meet, my clit throbs against his skin. I rub myself, use him to bring me closer to the edge I want to meet.
“More. I need more,” I wail with pleasure, a cry for him to not hold back, because I know he is. “Give me all of you.”
“I’ll take care of you after. I swear it.” That’s all the warning I get before I’m pulled up and off his cock, the bulbous tip sitting just outside my opening. His eyes are on mine, hungry and almost angry. “Give me your lips. Kiss me.”
“You want my mouth?” My eyelids are heavy, lip caught between my teeth. “How bad?’
“Motherfucking kiss me.” His snarl is accompanied by a punishing thrust, impaling me to the hilt. There’s no mercy in him this time. Those arms hold me to him while he takes over, and all I can do is hold on.
Harder. Faster. Deeper than I thought possible, and yet, it’s still not enough.
I crave him in a way that is illogical.
“Oh, God!” I manage to cry out before his fingers embed themselves in my hair and pull me down. Our lips clash, teeth clinking as his tongue invades my mouth, our kiss sloppy and frantic. We’re pressed together and taking what we can while our hips move at a speed that shouldn’t be possible.
I’m close. So close, and he senses this. He brings his warm fingers between our bodies and circles my clit. Just two small strokes, and everything around me disappears. The noises—the water sloshing—nothing remains but Nick.
I come for him and hard, so fast that it robs me of all other senses. The sensations he’s pulling from my body are all I can process.
Below me, he tenses. “Fuck, baby. Fuck.” His large hands grab an ass cheek in each hand to pull me down harder. Holds me there while flexing his hips, short little jabs that prolong the electric rush of pleasure coursing through my body.
I’m spent. My body gives in, and I let myself relax atop him. He’s still coming, his warmth coating my walls as I try to regulate my breathing.
After a few minutes, his nose nuzzles my hairline. “I love you,” he says quietly. Almost too low for me to hear, but I do. My lips part, and I am just about to return the sentiment when he mutters a promise that fills my heart with sadness and hope. I’ll always come back to you.
