“Oh… Oh, Viktor…” Her back arched and she dropped her hands from his head, clenching those fingers—the ones he’d imagined wrapped around his cock too many times—into the covers.
He tweaked her clit with just a little more pressure. She was so close. Her inner walls tightened around him faster and faster and he knew the exact moment before she was about to fall over the edge.
Her entire body tightened right before she cried out and let go. His fingers grew even slicker as she found her release. He savored the little ripples of her tight pussy as she reached orgasm.
Lifting his head, he watched her ride through it. Her eyes were closed, her cheeks and chest flushed pink as she continued coming. Eventually she stilled against the covers, her breathing erratic as she opened her eyes to look at him.
Her lips curved up in a sensual smile of pure bliss, looking thoroughly satisfied. “That was amazing,” she murmured, instantly reaching for him.
The way she moved for him, her arms outstretched, made his heart swell until he felt it would explode.
He stripped off his shirt and pants, getting undressed in record time. He grabbed a condom from his pocket but she frowned at it and sat up as he crawled back into the bed.
He was rock hard, his cock jutting out so thick and heavy that for the first time in his life he wished he was a little smaller.
She took the condom from him and tossed it away as she grasped his hard length. “I’m on the pill and I don’t want a barrier between us the first time.”
He couldn’t believe she was putting that much faith in him. The fact that she was made him realize that this was a woman he could trust, a woman he was never letting go.
He looked down between their bodies. Watched, mesmerized, as she stroked him oh-so-slowly. Way too gentle for what he normally preferred, but just having her hand on him, he was pretty sure he could come right there if she continued.
He didn’t respond about the condom. If she didn’t want one, he trusted her to be on the pill. The truth was, he wanted to be inside her bare too. Even the thought was almost too much for the last shred of his control.
Crushing his mouth to hers, he covered her body with his. He grasped her wrist, pulled her hand away from his cock because no way was he coming in her hand. Not this first time.
He’d never wanted a woman like this. Ever. He felt fucking possessed as he positioned himself at her entrance and slowly slid inside her inch by inch. He pulled back just a little so he could see her face, could make sure he wasn’t hurting her. Her dark eyes were dilated as he moved into her, her breathing erratic and the pleasure in her gaze crystal clear. She was slick and so tight it took all his control to do this right.
Which was hard when his balls were pulled up tight and all he wanted to do was empty himself inside her. Especially after she’d said she wanted him inside her with no barrier.
Yeah, this woman was his. In a way he hadn’t fully comprehended until now. He knew that having her in his life would give him a weakness he’d never had before.
But letting her go wasn’t an option. He couldn’t live in a world with her and not have her in his life. Nope. Not happening.
“You’re mine,” he growled against her swollen lips. The words came out guttural as he held back the urge to slam into her.
She sucked in a breath, her eyes glazed over with passion as he gave the final push inside her. There was a slight resistance that gave way before he was buried fully inside her.
Her inner walls tightened around him but he didn’t move, just watched her carefully, heart pounding. “Is this okay?”
Her lips curved up ever so slightly, her breathing uneven as she nodded. “It’s different. I feel very full but…no pain. Promise,” she whispered.
The truth in her eyes was clear so he pulled back slowly, gritting his teeth at how good she felt, how tight.
Everything about this moment was so intimate. He wanted to look away, felt too vulnerable as she stared up at him, but he couldn’t. This was more than sex to him. More than he could put into words.
He wasn’t sure he wanted to. Being with her like this had ripped him in two so that he felt like a different person. A better person with her.
She stroked her fingers down his back as he thrust in and out of her. The sensation of being inside her was too much and not enough. He didn’t think he’d ever get enough of her.
She was an addiction he was more than glad to succumb to.
He wasn’t sure if she’d be able to have a second orgasm, but he was damn sure going to try. Slowing down his thrusts, he reached between their bodies and tweaked her clit, rubbing with enough pressure he knew she’d like it.
She jerked against him, sucking in a sharp breath as her inner walls started rippling around him. He felt her climax start to build almost immediately, could hear it in the way her breathing grew erratic and out of control.