“Have you been with some selfish bastards, Petal?” Gregorio took the hand she’d used to pleasure herself, and he sucked her fingers clean.
She went still. “I want you, Gregorio.”
Good thing, because his cock ached with insistent demand.
He was incapable of denying her—or himself—a moment longer.
Scooping her up once more, he moved her to the middle of the mattress and placed her head on a pillow. “Open yourself for me.”
Welcoming him, she spread her thighs, and he positioned himself between them.
Then, fisting his cock, he guided himself to her entrance. “Take me.”
“Yes.”
Slowly, he began to sink into her heat.
She tensed. “You’re so big!”
“We’ll go as slow as you need.” Restraining himself, he stilled, letting her body accommodate his girth and length.
“I thought after…what we’ve been doing…”
“Stretching you?”
She nodded.
To distract her, he kissed her, the heady taste of her on their tongues making his senses swim.
When he ended it, they were both breathless, staring into each other’s eyes. She was so right for him. So perfect.
With a deep exhalation, she finally relaxed. “I’m ready.”
Taking great care of her, ensuring she was wet for him, he began to move.
With a whimper, she dug her heels into the bed. “More,” she pleaded.
“Hold onto the headboard slats.” Which meant she’d be stretched, with her arms above her.
“That will be a lot.”
“Yeah.” For both of them.
Gregorio captured her hands and positioned them where he wanted.
Now that she was helpless, he sank in all the way.“Jesus.”The fit was tight, forcing him to grit his teeth.
“God above.Gregorio!”
Driven by her urgency, he picked up the pace, thrusting his hips in a primal rhythm.
Her breaths ragged, she arched up to meet his every thrust.
“That’s it. Give me everything, Petal.”
In perfect response, her pussy clenched around him, pulling him in deeper.
The sensations, the pleasure, overwhelmed him. It wasn’t just the sex, it was her.