Page 66 of Stay With Me
Doubt starts to creep up. “Are you sure it’s going to fit?”
“I’m not going to lie. It’s going to hurt, but we’ll go slow, and if at any point you want to stop, we stop. Okay?”
I nod. Nerves and desire warring within me at the thought of what will happen next.
He places his knee back on the bed and crawls over me. “Are you ready?”
I nod again. I’m ready, nervous, but ready.
“I need your words, Luna.”
“Yes, I’m ready.”
He lowers to his elbows and takes my lips.
His cock presses at my core, but he distracts me with his kisses. Bringing one hand down, he brushes over my clit before reaching down to notch himself at my entrance.
He starts to push in, and the pressure takes my breath away.
“You’re so wet, baby. Are you okay?” he murmurs against my skin.
“Yes,” I pant.
This doesn’t hurt too bad.
He rocks back and forth a little. “I need you to take a breath, baby. It’ll help you relax a little.”
As I take a deep breath and he pushes forward, a sharp pain takes over, and I cry out, squeezing my eyes shut.
He freezes. “Shit. You’re so tight. Are you okay?”
“Mmhmm,” I say through a painful breath.
After a minute, he says, “We’re going to go slow, okay? But I’m going to move now.”
I nod and open my eyes. He’s looking down at me with such care, but the vein in his neck is bulging with the strain of his restraint.
Just like he said, he moves slowly, with careful movements.
Gently moving back and forth.
Soon, the burning sensation dulls, and my chest tightens with emotion. I know that if I never left The Family, my first time would never have been like this.
I look back up at him, silently thanking him for giving me this. His muscles tense and tremble as he struggles to keep every stroke gentle, despite his own urges.
He pulls away. “You still okay?”
“Yeah, it doesn’t hurt as bad anymore.”
A bright smile takes over his face, and he leans down, giving me a soul-touching kiss.
I fall deeper into the moment, allowing my body to adapt to his. As the sting recedes, I cautiously lift my hips, meeting his.
The move causes him to brush up against my clit, sending a jolt of electricity rushing through me.
Noah’s moan fills my ears, and he thrusts a little harder. “Is this okay?” he asks, his restraint evident with each thrust.
My hips meet his. “Yes.”
