Page 105 of Tight Spot

Her eyes were glassy with desire.

“Someday, I want your nipples pierced. What do you think about that?”

As I asked, I shoved my fingers deep inside of her. Hard. Fast. No warming up because she was already ready and everything I learned about Hailey told me she enjoyed a bit of roughness.

“Yes,” she cried out as I began fucking her with my fingers. My thumb pressed against her clit and her core pulsed around me.

I removed my fingers from her.

“Dawson!” she screamed, grabbed the back of my neck, and slid her fingers into my hair.

She tugged hard, and when I grinned at her, she growled.

“I was almost ready to come.”

“I know.” I smirked and pushed up farther so I could slam my mouth against hers.

We kissed, hard, wet, and I swallowed the sounds she made while giving me my own. My dick, hard and red and throbbing, slid through her wetness, my piercing hitting her clit.

There was no more slow. She was ready, and I was too desperate.

“I have condoms,” I told her, because I’d hoped like hell she’d forgive me tonight and would want this night to end exactly how it was going to.

“I’m on the pill.”

I knew that. She’d already told me. I’d shown her my test results weeks ago before I ever made her orgasm with my fingers so she’d know the guy she was giving herself to then.

“Are you sure?” I asked, because fuck. Going in bare with Hailey? Never having that barrier between us?

Divine. My dick, hard as steel and so damn ready to sink in to her, almost wept with excitement. But her comfort was my priority. Always.

She snaked her hand in between us, wrapped her hand around my shaft, and I almost came in her hand when her thumb swept over my piercing. “Fuck me, Dawson. Like you mean it.”

Shit.

I settled my forehead against hers. Our gazes held as I told her, “Then put me inside of you, honey.”

She bit her lower lip but listened, and right as her warm, wet cunt began strangling the tip of my dick, I was the one biting down a groan.

“Goddamn heaven,” I groaned against her mouth. Her mouth parted on a rasp, and she moved her hand to my hip. “If this hurts—”

She kissed me, pressed her lips to mine, and kissed away my warnings and my promises as I sank inside of her. Slowly. Inch by fucking inch, it took forever and was over way too soon before I was seated fully inside her.

Her fingers gripped my ass, one held on at the back of my head.

“A minute,” she whispered. “I feel so full. I…”

“Hurt?”

“No. Not at all, but oh…pull out a bit.”

I rolled my hips back, pressed back in, giving a little thrust at the end.

“Oh god,” she moaned. “I am going to love sex.”

I laughed against her mouth, pulled out, pressed back in again. Every time I hit the end of her, she groaned. And soon, we were working as one. She’d obviously had a healthy and vivid fantasy life. She’d always been confident regardless of what he’d done. It didn’t long at all for her body to be trembling, for her to be fucking me, yanking my hips harder against her. I let Hailey set the pace, figure out what she liked the most, exactly where I needed to hit her inside to create the most pleasure.

And then I took over. I pushed off her, bent her leg. Holding one of her thighs out wide, knee bent, I could reach even deeper and once I added my fingers to her swollen, needy clit, I moved.

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