And having that communicated through the woman before me, naked, needy, willing to do whatever I want, I’m not only capable, I’m ready.
I slide my hand around her neck. The possessive hold makes her pulse race against my palm and my dick throb between my legs. Her hand drops from my face and she takes a deep breath.
I pull her to me and place a soft kiss on her lips. “Walk your knees apart.” I keep her collared but run my thumb along her neck in a soothing stroke. “I wish you could see how amazing you look.” I run my free hand down her arm to her hip and trace my fingertips inward to the spot I can still taste on my lips. “I like that there’s nothing here to hide you from my eyes.”
A heavy moan rumbles in her chest and she thrusts her hips.
I chuckle at her eagerness and have no intention of making her wait. “Yeah. I want it too.” Sliding two fingers between her legs I bite my lip at the feel of her readiness. “Fuck, you’re so wet.” I thrust my fingers inside and stop at the gripping pressure.
I slide my thumb up the side of her throat and back down, urging her to relax. When I sense that she’s okay I move my fingers in and out at a leisurely pace, giving her a chance to get used to the intrusion.
Her hips pull back and thrust in opposition to mine. She’s ready for more, and I’m in no position to deny her.
She whines when I pull my hand from the warmth of her body. I grip between my legs and swallow the sour taste pushing up my throat before pulling her in for a kiss. She sucks my bottom lip and bites my lip ring before releasing it. I’m wound up and so damn excited to have gotten this far. The rest is easy.
“Hold on tight, baby,” I say against her lips and then release my hold on her neck and grip her ass. Pressing my knees together, I slide them between hers so that she’s straddled over my thighs.
She barely gets her hands on my shoulders when I slam inside, burying myself in her heat. Her sharp cry echoes off the walls.
“Fuck, I’m sorry.” I didn’t mean to hurt her. I wanted to go slow, but once I felt her taking me I lost it. “Talk to me.”
“I’m okay.” She nods. “Really, I’m fine.”
I give her a second she clearly doesn’t need as her eyes lock on mine and she starts to move. My hands grip her hips, holding her still. She groans in frustration.
“Shh, baby.” I lean in and take her nipple into my mouth. She relaxes and drops her weight onto me. I thrust up; her fingers dive into my hair, holding me to her breast.
One hand on the bed behind me to brace my weight, I use the other to fist a handful of her ass and squeeze hard. I growl against her bare breast, and she arches her hips into mine.
“Yes.” She pulls my hair.
The sting is so sweet, so disgustingly familiar. I fight the shame of enjoying the pain and thrust into her faster. Harder. Every powerful lift of my hips is an attempt to destroy the ugly that won’t back off.
My vision clouds; darkness falls over my eyes. Flashes, visions. Hands touching, violating. The hollow shame of helplessness.
“Fuck!” My hips piston, hands ripping against her flesh. Holding on, pushing away, gripping, hurting.
Dammit!
The ghost of whispered words. Dirty. Bad. Ugly.
“Leave me alone.” I cringe against the weakness I hear in my voice.
Her muscles tense. “Rex?”
No. They don’t get this moment. This is mine.
With a guttural roar, I shove up and throw her back to the bed. I slam into her, smothering her tiny body with mine. “I’m sorry.”
Her legs lock around the back of my knees. “Don’t be. I’m with you. Take it out on me.”
I bury my face into her neck and she holds me there. Her arms wrap around my shoulders, holding me to her while I war with the hideous visions that won’t let up.
My lungs contract. No air. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I’d take the pain for you.” Her fingers sift into my hair. “Take what you need from me. I want you to.”
I push up and find fire and determination in her eyes.
“I’m serious, Rex.” She holds my face to hers, gazes locked. “Take it.”
Resolution ignites a need so deep I push up on my hands and stare down at her. She takes a long breath, drops her hands to the bed, and nods.
I roll my lip between my teeth and grind into her. She moans, taunting my inner demons.
My hips drive forward. Once. Twice. Harder. Faster.
She arches her back, shifting her position. The friction sends her head back, digging into the pillow. Her legs fall open wider, allowing me more freedom to move.
I’m overcome. The combination of her willing body submitting to me and the feel of her gripping heat drives me on.
Perfect, amazing.
Her hooded eyes fix on mine. “Rex, I’m . . .”
I drop my forehead and throw my weight behind my hips. My shoulders burn and muscles ache with the intensity of it.