Page 139 of Reluctantly Rogue

“Oh, God,” she breathes.

“Watch,” I tell her, pressing forward. I slide in about three inches, and she takes me, a sweet, sexy mewling sound coming from the back of her throat.

“That’s so…” She stops. “I feel so full.”

“This is just the start.” I press my thumb to her clit and circle slowly. “Play with your nipples.”

She cups both breasts, rubbing over the hard tips before she pinches them. I feel the flutter in her pussy and she sighs.

I press forward, sliding deeper.

She’s so fucking tight that I have to grit my teeth and force myself to go slow. “Jesus, Duchess, you feel so good. You’re so perfect.”

“Jonah, don’t stop,” she begs, arching closer.

“Never.”

I slide in a couple more inches. “Tell me you’re with me, sweetheart,” I pant. I flick over her clit faster and spread her thigh farther.

Her eyes look a little dazed. “So. With. You.”

“Are you in pain?”

“Just really…stretched.”

I give a short laugh. God. She’s so hot, and she doesn’t even know it.

I pull back a little, but she quickly wraps the leg I’m not holding around my thigh. “No!”

“I’m not going anywhere,” I promise. “Just need to move.” I pull back, then slide forward.

“Oh,” she breathes.

I grin. “Yeah. Oh.” I do it again and when I slide back in, I go deeper.

“Jonah.”

I take that as a green light and do it again, then again. The next time I get deeper and she suddenly tenses. I freeze and she frowns.

“I’m okay.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah. Just…move again.”

I do, more easily this time. She winces slightly, as if she’s not sure if she’s okay or not.

“Duchess,” I say through gritted teeth. “Talk to me.”

“I just…I’m good. I’m just a little…I don’t know. I feel sofull.”

“Okay.” I start to pull back.

Again she clamps her leg around me. Her gaze finds my directly. “Please,” she says. “Just…” She pulls her bottom lip between her teeth.

No. I reach up and free her lip. “Talk. What do you need? Anything, Duchess. We can stop right now if we need to.”

She swallows. “Fuck me, Jonah. Please. Don’t hold back.”