Page 65 of A Rogue's Rules for Seduction
“Dom.” Her words were choked as her body ached with needs still unfulfilled. She couldn’t have what her heart demanded, but there was one thing shecouldhave.“Dom—please. I want more. I want everything.”
He paused, lifting his head to stare into her eyes. Desire burned there, and emotions she didn’t want to name. His voice was raw and rasping when he asked, “You sure?”
She kept her gaze even with his. “I want this. This choice is mine, and I’m making it. Only—we must be careful. I can’t get with child.”
“I’ll make sure you’re safe,” he vowed. He kissed her, not hotly but tenderly, as if to seal his promise.Then he stretched out above her, his body so much larger than hers, but he was careful to keep his weight from crushing her as he braced himself on his forearms.
She looked up at him, hardly able to believe that this was truly happening—the thing she’d wanted and dreamt of and pleasured herself to was finally going to come true. His own expression was just as dazed and reverential.
“Widen your legs for me, lioness,” he instructed huskily. “Invite me home.”
At once, she did what he asked, and he settled between her thighs. They both seemed to hold their breath as the crown of his cock teased her entrance. He moved his hips so that his shaft glossed between her folds, coating himself in her wetness. The sensation was so exquisite she could scarcely keep her eyes open. Yet she refused to close them, willing herself to witness every moment.
Slowly, he began to ease his cock into her. It was pleasant at first, but as the sheer magnitude of him entered her inch by inch, she couldn’t stop her sharp inhale of discomfort.
“Don’t stop,” she urged when he went still.
“Hurtin’ you,” he gritted.
She couldn’t deny that, yet, “I don’t care. I want you all the way inside me, I want you to fill me up.”
“Not if it means causin’ you pain.”
“Dom,please.” She didn’t care if she begged. “I’m desperate for you.”
She made a noise of dismay when he pulled out. But then they were turning so that he was on his back, and she straddled him. His hands held tight to her waist as he stared up at her.
“Allow your body to tell you what it needs and when,” he growled.
She spread her hands on his vast chest, digging her fingers into the dark hair that curled there, and gazed into his eyes as she adjusted her hips.
The head of his cock notched at her entrance, and she held her breath as she began to lower herself down onto him. Slowly, slowly, allowing her body to grow used to his proportions and being so utterly, completely filled. It was frightening—and wonderful.
“Breathe, love,” he said, his own words gasping. His mouth was open, his eyes heavy-lidded. He looked like a man barely in control of himself, almost abandoned to pleasure if not for a thin veil of discipline holding him back. “Let yourself take all of me.”
She did, exhaling long as she pushed her hips down even more. Until he was completely within her. A moan escaped him. Her eyelashes fluttered while she acclimated herself to having Dom’s cock inside her. There was some pain, but mostly pleasure, pleasure that grew by increments until her entire being was permeated with it.
“Good?” he grunted.
“Impaled,” she answered, breathless. “In the best possible way.”
He gave a huff of low laughter that turned into a groan. “You feel so fuckin’ good.”
“Likewise. Only... I can’t move.”
“Kiss me.”
They hungrily devoured each other, tongues swirling. As they kissed, one of his hands slid up to toy with her breasts, plucking at her nipples. More arousal flooded her, loosening her whole body with desire. Gradually, the pain receded and all she felt was rapture.
Shehadto move her hips, and she moaned at the sensation of him within her. Yet he held himself nearly motionless, letting her find the rhythm and speed that she liked best.
Tears gathered, and she blinked them back, yet how could she not be touched by his consideration and care for her? It frightened her, the way he could reach her needy, bruised heart in a way no one else could.
She thrust down harder so pleasure could banish her fear. And it did, until she lost control of herself and moved atop him with greater and greater speed.
“That’s it, lioness,” he rumbled. “Sit up. Ride me good and hard.”
“Fuck me back, Dom,” she panted as she sat upright. “Good and hard.”
