Page 97 of Born into Darkness

I feel him smile against my lips. “You can take it, sweetheart.”

“I’m not so sure about that. You’re barely inside me, right?”

Part of me really hopes that I’m way off here and that he’s magically almost halfway inside me, but he shoots that straight to hell when he grins and says, “Just the tip, baby.”

“Jesus,” I whisper, making him smile even bigger.

“Use me.” He kisses a line down my neck, giving me a soft bite. “Fuck my head, sweetheart. Use those gorgeous thighs and fuck me until you no longer care about the pain.”

Kissing and sucking on my shoulder, he works his way to my breast as I tentatively raise myself up, wincing at the ache as he slowly slides out of me. Being careful, I lower myself back down, pulling a deep groan from him as he latches onto my nipple. The hard suck he gives has me instinctively rising and falling on his cock again. This time a small wave of pleasure runs through me at the sensation.

Hearing my moan, he groans and runs his teeth over my nipple before flicking me with his tongue. I slowly ride him, figuring out what feels good, what I like, and what makes him groan and suck harder. Dropping my breast, he trails a line of hungry kisses to the other, taking it in his mouth as I sink a tiny bit lower.

“Fuck,” I groan, feeling the sharp sting of pain again, but this time I don’t stop, I try to take more of him in, and it’s his hand on my hip that forces me to still.

“Why are you stopping me?” I look down, watching as he takes his time, giving me a long, slow suck before he lets go.

“You wanted to take it slow, remember?”

“I changed my mind,” I argue, but he just laughs.

“Does it still hurt?”

“Yes, but I no longer care.”

He gives me a wink. “Good, but you’re still getting it slow.”

I let out a frustrated groan, but it quickly turns to a gasp when he lowers me down a bit more, going deeper and filling me to the point of pain again. He kisses the corner of my mouth. “I want you to feel every inch, sweetheart, and I want to feel your pussy slowly taking me in, stretching around my thick cock as your body shakes and you fall apart in my arms. This is our first time,svetik moy.We’ll never have this moment again, and I don’t want to rush a second of it. Okay?”

“Okay,” I quickly say, clinging to him as he slowly raises me back up and then lowers me back down, never letting our bodies fully separate. I know his arm must be killing him from the constant strain of holding me, and I try to support myself as much as I can to help him, but he just digs his fingers in tighter and nips at my bottom lip.

“You aren’t too much for me, so stop trying to be in control. Trust me, baby. I’ve got you. Just let go and enjoy it. Let me make you feel good.”

“You already are,” I say, and I feel the heat of his breath against my cheek when he gives a soft laugh. Trusting him, I let go, giving him the control as he raises me back up again. This time when he lowers me, he lowers me so far I’m convinced he’s going to bottom out, but when he doesn’t and he starts to raise me again, I let out a disbelieving laugh and whisper, “How is that even possible?”

I feel his smile against my lips. “You want all of me, sweetheart?”

“Yes,” I whisper in a shaky voice.

“Almost there, just a few more inches.”

“Jesus,” I gasp, convinced he must be joking.

He’s not.

Every time he sinks into me, he has me take a little more, but he refuses to rush this, and it’s an exquisite torture. Part of me is begging for him to roughly pull me down, forcing me to take all of him, and the other part of me is praying that it never ends. Each stroke has me clenching around him. Nerve endings that I never knew I had light up inside me, and soon the pain is a distant memory as my breathing picks up and my hips start to rock as I’m raised and lowered.

“Fuck,” he groans. “My god, baby, you feel so fucking good.”

“Please,” I beg, tightening my arms around him, feeling the orgasm start to build and knowing it’s going to be unlike anything I’ve ever felt before.

Bringing my mouth to his, I kiss him like a woman who will never be able to get enough. When he finally loosens the grip he has on me so I can lower myself all the way down, the sensation of him being deep inside me, of our bodies being locked together as tightly as possible, is enough to send me spiraling out of control. I rock my hips and come so hard it takes my breath away.

He groans and kisses me harder when my pussy tightens around him and I whimper against his lips, lost in the sheer ecstasy of this moment. Both of his arms wrap around me so I’m completely surrounded by him, and it’s the safest I’ve ever felt. When I start to come down, his kiss softens, but it’s no less intense. Max owns every part of me now, and if I could figure out a way for us to stay like this for the rest of our lives, I would.

He breaks our kiss just long enough to let me know he’s thinking the exact same thing when he says, “I wish I could keep you just like this, locked on my cock, helpless and at my mercy, so fucking perfect, baby.”

“Sounds good to me,” I tell him.

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