He was going to take care of that now. But he was going to take it slow.
He rolled over and pulled the box of condoms out of his bedside drawer, lifting a packet out.
“Glad you’re prepared,” she said. “Also, I’m on the pill. Not that I expected to have sex tonight—or any night, for that matter. It’s to regulate my periods.”
She paused, then stared at him. “You so didn’t need to know that, did you?”
He caressed her leg. “It’s a good thing to know. We’re doubly covered that way. But either way, I’m always safe.”
She wrapped her arms around her knees. “I like knowing that. It makes you more attractive.”
“So, I was less attractive before I whipped out the condoms?”
She laughed. “I don’t think it’s possible for you to be less attractive.”
He pushed her back onto the bed. “I’m glad you think so.”
He pressed his lips to hers, moving his body on top of hers to test how she’d feel about that. She opened her legs and he nestled his body between them, letting his cock ride against her sex.
It felt good to be there, to feel her legs wrap around his hips. He thrust against her, letting his erection tease her clit, warm her up as he deepened the kiss and threaded his fingers into her hair.
He wanted her relaxed, not tense and thinking about what was going to happen, so he took his time teasing her mouth with his, listening to her moans, connecting with the movements of her body.
She was turned on and into what they were doing. So was he, and it was damn hard not to thrust into her, to feel her heat wrap around him, especially when she arched her pelvis against him.
He wanted to feel her come when he was inside her, to feel that grip of her * squeezing him when she climaxed. Just the thought of it, of how that would send him reeling into his own orgasm made him thrust against her sex.
“Grant,” she whispered, her fingers digging into his shoulders. “I need you inside of me now.”
He knew that urgency. He pulled away from her to open the condom wrapper.
“Now that’s sexy,” she said as she watched him apply the condom.
He’d never thought so, but having her watch him so intently? Now that made his dick twitch.
He spread her legs and slid into her, easy and slow.
“Tell me if it hurts.”
“I told you I’m not really a virgin. I’ve had other things in there.”
“Things. Tell me what kinds of things.” He inched in a little more. She was tight, hot, and wet, and he wanted to drive in deep. But he held back.
“Dildos. Vibrators.” She breathed in and out and lifted against him. “I even tried a cucumber once.”
“Fuck, Katrina.” Unable to resist anymore, he shoved to the hilt, burying himself in her.
She gasped. “I had to know what it felt like to get fucked.”
He scooped her butt in his hands and tilted her pelvis up, needing to angle her so he could feel her—really feel her. God, she felt so good.
“Well, now you know what it feels like to get fucked.” He withdrew, then thrust again.
She planted her feet on the mattress and met his thrusts with one of her own, giving as good as she got. “Yes, I do. It feels good. Really good. Now give it to me hard. And don’t hold back.”
She was going to make him explode. His brains were going to leak out his ears and he was going to die fucking this woman.
And he didn’t think he’d care.
KATRINA HAD NEVER FELT ANYTHING LIKE THIS. OF course she’d never felt anything like this, because this was a man. A living, breathing, human male and not a toy.
It was an amazing feeling having Grant’s cock moving inside her, his body sliding over hers, his chest rubbing against her breasts.
And, oh, God, he knew just how to maneuver his body so that he rubbed her clit.
“You feel good,” he said, his lips brushing against her ear. “Hot. Tight. Wet. Do you know how that squeezes my cock, Katrina?”
The way he spoke to her, his voice husky and dark as he moved within her, made her body tighten around him.
“You make me want to come,” he said. “And when I do, I’m going to push deep inside you and fill you.”
She’d dreamed about this, about what it would be like to have a man fuck her. But never in her wildest imaginings had she thought it would be this …
Amazing.
He didn’t just use his cock on her. He kissed her neck, her mouth, teased her earlobe with his teeth. And he swept his hands down her rib cage to grasp her hip, to raise her leg so he could sink deeper inside her.
He talked to her, told her how it felt for him, about how she felt to him.
It was sensory overload of the best kind. She was swept away, her mind and body both trying to process everything she was experiencing.