“Keene,” I said in a high, uncertain voice.It had been one thing for him to eat me out in the dark of the gazebo, where I’d been protected by shadows and anonymity.But this was too real, too open, too daylight.He knew who he was with.He knew who he’d be destroying if it all went south.
But he only met my gaze bare inches from contact, and his breath wafted over my thighs as he told me, “Go ahead and be nervous, darlin’.I sure the fuck am.Because this is going to change everything.”
And he put his tongue on me.
I jerked, surprised by the contact.His tongue was bold and hot and so wet when it slipped over my lower lips, I cried out.
Horrified to make any sound, I slapped a hand over my mouth, but the noise only seemed to spur Keene on.He went ravenous, dining without mercy.His fingers found my entrance, and I went cross-eyed, riding his face and hand until all the bound-up pressure inside me splintered and pleasure surged forward, unrestrained.
I bit my palm as I groaned and heaved under Keene, fighting it the entire duration of my orgasm.
And by the time I finished, I was limp and exhausted from the struggle.
Keene pulled away from me slowly, sitting up on his knees so he could look down at my face.I lulled my head across the cushion under me, feeling equal parts drugged and satiated as I met his gaze.
“Sweet mother of God,” he breathed, staring back in utter amazement before he scrambled to release the top button on his jeans.“You are so fucking beautiful.”
I smiled, never having actually felt that way until this moment.
He groaned again, spurred into action by my grin, and he returned his attention to his pants, pushing them down just enough to release himself.
Watching, I took in his size and girth as he held his cock at the base and started to slide a condom on it.It looked so different than?—
Realizing who I was remembering—who I was comparing him to—I blinked in surprise and horror because I hadn’t even consideredhimuntil now.Hadn’t recognized the fact that this was the second penis I’d ever seen until it was right there, long and thick in Keene’s grasp, definitely longer and thicker around than the first I’d been acquainted with.
Recalling how much the first one had hurt, I swallowed thickly and licked my lips, wondering if it was too late to back out.
I closed my eyes and repeated my therapist’s words in my head.Sex shouldn’t hurt.With the right person, your body will be ready, and it’ll actually feel good.It won’t hurt.
Assuring myself I was ready for Keene—my readiness was embarrassingly evident as it dripped down the insides of my thighs and tightened my nipples into hard points—I opened my lashes again just as he finished sliding the condom into place.
He lifted his gaze to check on me.And I fell in love with him all over again.Even at his most desperate moment, he had to make sure I was okay.
God, he was the best man ever.
“Ready?”he asked, watching me closely.
I nodded, glad he hadn’t looked up two seconds earlier, and I blasted him with a smile so wide his gaze went unfocused with arousal, and he immediately caught my hip, lifting me to him as he lowered himself between my legs.
I spread wider to receive him, my knees framing him as he took position.
And then he was there, ready and hard.He met my gaze again and pushed forward, hissing as the head sank in.My eyes flared, surprised by how good it actuallydidfeel to be penetrated by a truly welcome invasion.
“Oh my God,” I blurted, letting my head fall back in wonder as I opened my thighs wider, encouraging more.
“Waves.”Keene plundered deeper, his thickness stretching and rubbing against nerves and tissues I didn’t even know I had, nerves that were so sensitized by each move he made that they tightened and locked around him, seeking more, demanding their due.
“There,” I gasped, gripping his ass and trying to pull him right back in as soon as he withdrew.“Right there.”
He chuckled lazily, as if not at all affected by the same need for speed and ferocity that I was.His eyelids were half-hooded when he met my gaze, leaving me to think he was on the verge of taking a nap instead of fucking me like a ravenous beast.
“Right there?”he asked, his voice even sounding as if he’d just woken from a nap.But then he slid his cock back into me at the perfect angle, and I shuddered, losing all semblance of time and space, just luxuriating in the way he moved.
“God, yes,” I groaned, enjoying it until I started to need even more.“Faster,” I ordered.
And I tried to urge him along by gripping his ass and pulling him back into me.
Except the bastard resisted.“Patience, woman.We’re getting there.”