Page 53 of Tying the Knot
Our gaze locks. His sincerity brings me to my knees. “I’ve never been with anyone except them,” I admit quietly. “I want to do this. I’m just nervous.”
Understanding fills his eyes. “We will go slowly. And you have nothing to be nervous about.”
“I know they groomed me…”
“It’s okay,” he says, cupping my face.
I bite my lip. “I’m not sure what you want me to do.”
“Whatever you want to do, but to be honest, Morgan. This is about you. I want to please you. You don’t have to do anything.”
I frown. “That’s not right. It’s selfish.”
“Is that what they told you?”
I nod reluctantly.
His face goes so fierce that I almost draw back from him.
When he sees my hesitation, his face softens. “I want to punish him, all of them, for how they treated you.”
I gulp and shake my head. “Forget about them. I don’t want them ruining this.”
“Done,” he says, stroking my face gently. I close my eyes and turn into his hand. It feels so good.
“I adore you, Morgan. I didn’t think I would ever feel this way about anyone, but you came into my life like a tornado and whipped me off my feet. I will do anything for you.”
“You have no idea how much that means to me.” Tears fill my eyes to my annoyance. I’ve done more crying this last week than I ever have.
“Please don’t cry, sweetheart. It breaks my heart to see you so upset.”
The love and care he is giving me right now stops my tears. I am done being upset by the past. I want the present. I want the future.
I shove him back to the bed and straddle him in a move that catches him off guard. I rub my damp pussy over his length, gasping at the size of it. Placing my hand on his broad chest, taking in his six-pack, practically drooling all over him, I grip his cock in my other hand.
“I want you inside me,” I purr.
“Yes,” he growls. “Use my body to please you. I need you to be happy, Morgan. Do whatever you want to me. I need you.”
Words like those have never hit my ears before. It gives me all the confidence I need to push the anxiety aside and rise over him, guiding his cock into me.
I moan as I slide down his stiff cock. He stretches me wide, filling me up until I can’t get him any deeper. I settle on top of him, staring into his eyes.
“Exquisite,” he murmurs. “I never want to leave you.”
He rests his hands lightly on my hips, but there is no demand in them as I’m used to. He lets me take complete control of him. I ride him slowly, feeling every millimetre of him rubbing the inside of my pussy with an intoxicating, heady mix of scents from our arousal. I circle my hips and watch as he groans, closing his eyes as I rile him up. He grows even harder inside me, which I didn’t think was possible.
“Fuck,” I purr, leaning forward to press my tits against his chest.
He grabs my arse but still doesn’t guide my actions. He lets me do what I want, just as he promised.
The thing is, I want him to take over now. I press my lips to his chest and nip him sharply.
He grunts and flips us over, pressing my hips into the bed. “You sure?”
I nod.
He needs nothing else to ram into me so hard, I scream. He pulls his hips back, withdrawing almost entirely before he slams into me again and again.
