Page 124 of Endless Anger
Dazed blue eyes blink up at me as I kneel, fitting myself between her parted thighs. Hunger pools in her irises when I drag the back of my hand over my mouth, licking the tips of my fingers and moaning at her sweet fucking flavor.
A crimson blush stains her cheeks, crawling down her neck and across her chest. My cock bobs, desperate to sink into her as I give it a rough tug.
I swallow, taking a second to admire the beauty in front of me: smooth, pale skin, perfect perky tits littered with my bite marks, the slight curve of her hips, and the sodden paradise between them.
Never in a million fucking years would I have imagined I’d be here.
Lucy lifts her chin, gnawing on her bottom lip. “You’re concentrating really hard, and it’s making me nervous.”
Smirking, I scoot forward, moving her thighs wider apart. Grabbing my cock just beneath the crown, I slowly drag it up her seam, collecting the slick moisture clinging to her flesh.
I hook a hand behind her knee, shifting again and moving closer. She starts to turn away, but I squeeze her leg, shaking my head. “No, pup. I want you to watch when I slide into you for the first time. When I claim you where no one else will ever be able to.”
Her mouth parts, but she nods, propping up on her elbows. I can’t look anywhere else, can’t make sure she’s with me, when the crown pushes in. Letting out a choked noise, I roll my neck, my throat constricting as her wet heat begins to envelop me.
Sweat drips from my forehead onto her stomach, and I drive in another inch. Then another. Putting pressure on her knee, I inhale, tearing my gaze from where we’re connected to check on her.
Agony shutters her eyes, and I freeze.
Shit. Is this hurting her?
I know it’ssupposedto—or at least it just usually does—but I’d hoped the foreplay would’ve been sufficient.
Gritting my teeth, I exhale slowly, moving back. “Maybe we should?—”
“No!” She latches on to my forearms, halting my retreat. “I’m okay, really. It’s just… You’re a lot bigger than I imagined. It’s a tight fit, but it’s not terrible.”
“You imagined my dick, pup?”
She rolls her eyes. “Whatever, pretty boy. Just put it in me already.”
“So bossy.” Adjusting my hips, I sink in a little more, losing myself in how warm and snug and unbelievably fucking soaked she is.
“That a problem for you?” She pushes the hair from my forehead, gasping when I finally bottom out in her, a tear immediately springing to one eye.
I bite back my own at the sensations rippling around me. I’mlightheaded just from the feel of her. “Not even a little. You can order me around whenever you want, and I’ll eat your pussy after as a thank-you.”
That makes her laugh, but then I shift slightly, cutting her off. She claws at my forearms, breathing hard through her nose.
Gritting my teeth, I stay as still as I possibly can, letting the instant gratification of filling her dissipate slowly.
“Asher…” she whispers, shivering as my hands glide up her sides.
“Is this okay?”
Lucy nods, and I hear her swallow. My fingertips burn where I touch her, my entire body on edge from having her here like this.
Where she belongs. Where she’salwaysbelonged.
With me.
“Spread wider,” I instruct, pressing one thigh back so her knee is against the mattress. I glance down at where I’ve disappeared in her and strum a thumb over one of her puckered nipples. “God, look at that. Look how you open for me, taking me in like this is exactly what you were made to do.”
I don’t know what I’m saying; words just pour out of my mouth as I draw my hips back, testing out the motions of my thrusts. The first one hits herdeep, and she chokes, her spine arching clear off the bed.
“Yeah? That feel good, pup?”
She nods frantically, so I keep going, arcing my hips in a slow, steady pace.
