Page 174 of Surprisingly Us

“I thought I was removing the temptation.” Leaning back over me, he lazily skims a finger down my center and I shiver.

“Clearly it didn’t work.” His fingertip teases inside me again. “I can run out and get some.” He moves to extract himself and I catch his wrist to glance at his watch.

“It’s eleven o’clock at night,” I protest.

He presses his lips to mine. “I’ll be quick.”

But I don’t let him go that easily. Before he can reach for his pants, my hand snakes beneath the waistband of his boxer briefs to palm his erection. His eyes close on a groan as his hips rock into my hand. My fingers wrap around his shaft while my thumb circles his crown, playing with the piercing there.

“Fuck, baby, that feels good.”

With my free hand, I push his boxers down farther until his erection is free. My pussy aches at the sight of him. The need to be filled up by Rhys is almost painful. I can’t wait any longer.

“I’m on the pill,” I whisper, still stroking him.

Rhys’s eyes open to meet mine.

“I got tested when I came back to New York. I’m good.”

That’s all I need to hear. I’ve waited long enough. Right now, all I want is Rhys inside me. My hands are busy touching his body, so with my knee bent up toward my waist, I press my foot against the waistband of his boxers, guiding them the rest of the way down his legs, until they’re at his shins. He uses his feet to kick them off completely.

He places his hand over mine where I’m still stroking him.

“I want this to be perfect for you.” He nudges my jaw to the side with his nose and sucks the sensitive skin there. “Tell me what you want, Princess.”

His lips ghost over mine, licking into my mouth before they graze down the other side of my jaw.

“Suck my nipples.”

He did it earlier and I really liked it.

I feel his smile against my skin. A moment later his mouth is making its way down the column of my throat. His hands find my breasts first. Large and warm, he palms the weight of me, groping and playing. He squeezes my breast, extending the hardened peak toward his greedy mouth. When he flicks it with his tongue, I cry out.

“You look beautiful like this. Are you ready for me?”

He slides a hand between my legs and presses two fingers inside me. I’m dripping, but his fingers are still a snug fit. His cock is going to be a challenge.

But the longer we wait, the more desperate I become.

“Rhys, please.”

“You don’t have to beg, Princess. I’m going to give it to you.”

That’s when I feel the pressure at my entrance. The crown of his cock nudging against me.

Okay, maybe I am nervous, afraid of the pain, but I also want this so badly.

“Wait.” I push a palm to his chest. “Is it possible it won’t fit? Like I’m too small and you’re too big?”

“We’ll make it fit, Princess. I promise.”

I nod, his words not only making my core clench, but causing another flood of arousal between my thighs.

“Relax, baby. Take a deep breath.”

I’m trying to focus on his words, to take a calming breath, but the feel of him pushing against my entrance is distracting. Rhys rolls my nipple between his fingers, bringing awareness there and allowing the muscles constricting him to ease.

“You’re too big. It’s not going to fit.” I start shaking my head, panicking at the thought that my options are for Rhys to rip me in two or that I’ll still be a virgin after tonight. Neither of them sound appealing.

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