Page 123 of Outlaw Heartstrings
“I fucking mean it.”
His thumb gently strokes my clit and he pulls his hips back.
“I’m so damn lucky to be here with you.”
He hooks my leg around his waist and pushes inside again, one inch deeper than before.
“I hope you know you’re mine. I’m keeping you. I don’t care what it costs me.”
My walls contract trying to hold onto his cock as his hips pull back again. With every word he says, I feel my body melting, my tension fleeing.
“After this, there’s no turning back for me.”
He eases away, locking his eyes with my own.
“I love you, Alba.”
With that, he pushes in for real, breaking my barriers, shattering my walls and crossing a line we can’t uncross.
I’d never want to.
“Easton…” I cry out, my grip on his biceps tightening, my fingernails breaking skin.
“Fuck, baby,” he grinds out, leaning down to cover mylips in a lush kiss. “You feel so fucking good. Tell me—am I hurting you?”
I shake my head. Then I nod. Then I shake my head again.
“I…I feel sofull.” Lifting my head off the pillow, I glance at the place where our bodies meet, shaken to realize that he’s not even fully inside me. There’s still a few inches to go.
“You are so goddammed tight, Alba. Tell me if you need me to stop,” he says, despite the feral look on his face.
“Don’t stop,” I tell him. “Keep…keep going.”
Easton leans down, burying his face in my neck. He whispers praises into my hair. He speaks encouragement against my skin. He takes his time even though it seems to be sapping all his self-restraint.
My body slowly begins to loosen, and he sinks in deeper with each stroke, and my feelings of fear and apprehension fade away in favor of a bone-deep hunger I’ve never felt before.
I ease up and watch in disbelief as the last inch of him disappears inside me. I am completely stretched, in the most satisfying way. He rocks his hips in a slow, restrained, painfully tender way.
“More, Easton,” I say, reaching up to stroke his cheek.
He blinks at me. “More? You can take it?”
I nod against the pillow. “Please. Fuck me for real.”
His hand smooths up the back of my thigh before he locks my ankle around the back of his neck. He chuckles. “Shit. Be careful talking like that, baby. You might awaken a beast in me you’re not ready to deal with tonight.”
“Show me, Easton,” I beg even though I’m not sure what I’m getting myself into. “Teach me. I want to learn everything. I want to feel everything.”
His hips rock harder and he hits deeper, thanks to thenew angle. But, I can tell that he’s still holding back. “Patience, baby. We don’t have to fit it all in tonight.” Reaching between us, he finds my clit, lathing it with my own wetness. “But tonight, I’m going to teach you one last lesson.”
My hands slide up over his muscular shoulders to lock behind his neck. “What’s that?” I question.
“I’m going to teach you how to come all over my cock while you’re screaming my name.”
On that, he fucks me deeper, his fingers pinching and plucking my clit the whole time. My instincts take over and I find myself bucking against him, riding him from below.
“That’s it, baby,” he coaches me. “Take my cock. Take it like you were made for me.”
