Page 9 of Keegan's Promise

She’s tight. So goddamn tight…

“Keegan, I…I…”

Her hands tighten in my hair, pulling to the point of pain as her head thumps against the door and she falls apart, coming all over my face. Her honey flows across my tongue, coating me in the taste of her pleasure and the sound of her bliss.

I growl, boosting her into my arms to carry her to bed. My lips come down on hers, my hand slipping between her legs to keep her coming. I want her wrung out, completely wrecked for me.

Half a second before I lay her out on the bed, I remember the tattoo. I drop instead, pulling her down on top of me to keep from hurting her or fucking up the ink. She writhes against my hand, her legs spread around my hips.

“You want more, sweetness?” I watch her face, my cock throbbing at her blissful expression. Her green eyes are wide and dilated, glossy with pleasure. Her cheeks are flushed, her lips red where she’s bitten them as if to hold back her cries of ecstasy.

“Y-yes! Please, yes.”

I shift around beneath her, trying like hell to get my pants down with one hand while keeping the other between her legs. I don’t want her to come down for even a second. She was made to keep coming.

I give up trying to get them down and pull my cock out instead, bouncing it against her clit.

She sinks her nails into my chest, moaning my name.

“Look at us, Landry,” I croon, pumping my hips so my dick slides between her folds. “See how fucking good I look between those perfect thighs?”

She dips her head, a strangled gasp falling from her lips.

I damn near cum all over myself when she reaches between us with a shaking hand to brush her fingers over my apadravya piercing.

“What is this?” she whispers.

I groan quietly, trying not to lose it.

“It’s a piercing, baby. You’re going to love it.” At least, that’s what I’ve heard. I only got it a year ago. Slade and Coby Kaise, Elodie’s fiancé and my best friend, talked me into it. I meet Landry’s gaze, trying like hell to keep it together. “It won’t hurt you.”

“It’s…beautiful,” she whispers, stroking her hand along my cock again.

I growl, bucking against her hand. Christ, she has no idea how good that feels, just knowing she’s touching me. That she likes what she sees. My fucking cock is ready to break in half.

It’s not the piercing that’s beautiful, though. It’s definitely not my dick, either. It’s both of those things covered in her juices, where she’s dripping all over me. That right there? That’s fucking perfection.

I bounce my cock against her clit again, and she whimpers.

“I…I’m a v-virgin.” Her eyes flicker to mine.

“We can stop,” I murmur. It’ll kill me to do it, but I’ll stop for her. Fuck yeah, I will. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”

“No,” she says quickly. “Please, don’t stop. I just…I just thought you should know.” She hesitates for a moment, the flush of her cheeks deepening. “I want you to be my first, Keegan.”

Her first, hell. I plan to be her only. I already know that’s what I’m after. Not just one day, but every single one of her days. I won’t be satisfied with anything less.

She wraps her fist around my cock, stroking from root to tip. The look in her eyes, like she’s already addicted to me, already desperate for more, is the sexiest goddamn thing…

“Fuck,” I groan, bucking into her hand again.

“Please, Keegan.”

If I had any willpower, that right there would have annihilated it—her hand on my body, that look in her eyes, and that plea on her lips. Complete KO.

“Put me inside you, sweetness,” I order on a groan, guiding her hand and my cock to that tight little hole. “Sink down real slow. We’ll go as slow as you need to go.”

As soon as she takes over, lifting up to notch me at her entrance, I settle my thumb against her clit again, rubbing in firm circles, trying to make damn sure she feels good as hell. I don’t want to hurt her, and she’s so fucking tight.

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