Page 144 of Dove
“You okay?” His eyes flickered along my face, as if searching for doubts. He should know by now that I don’t have any when it comes to him; I’m so sure of him it pains me. He’d have had me years ago if I’d had my way. Every year that stretched between us had been painful and now every second he’s not in me wastorture.
“Y-yeah.” My voice caught and I cleared my dry throat. “I’m ready.”
I scrunched my eyes closed as Josh shifted between my splayed legs, attempting to relax as his latex-clad tip ever so slightly breached my body. My eyes popped open the second the warmth of Josh’s body was gone, searching for him, only to find him kneeling back and away from me.
Panic rose within me. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing’s wrong, baby.” His hands curled around my hips soothingly. “But I think for your first time it might be easier if you’re on top.”
Me…on top?
Heat spread through me at the suggestion, and not the good kind. “I don’t think so.”
Before I could say anything more a surprised yelp escaped me as Josh manhandled me around until he was under me and I sat astride him, my bare butt seated on his muscular thighs. His erection bobbed between us, and it looked even more intimidating at this angle.
“I think I’d prefer the other way,” I suggested to him, unsure.That way I’m not the one in charge.Just the thought had me biting my lip anxiously. I had no idea what I was doing. I’d never gotten this far before.
“This way you can go as fast as you want.” His hands pet soothingly at my sides. “Take whatever you’re ready for.”
I’m ready for all of you.
Despite that bold thought, I hesitated, and he noticed.
“Here,” he guided, “raise up on your knees.” His hands slid to the back of my thighs, directing me.
I followed his instructions until I was hovering above him.
“Inch a little forward, yeah, just like that. Perfect.”
His praise had me boiling inside, my clit throbbing and my walls clenching on nothing. He kept one hand on my waist as I got into position, the other on the base of his dick.
“Just ease down whenever you’re ready. Take your time. We’ve got all night.”
It didn’t feel that way because as nervous as I was, I was also impatient. I’d waitedyearsfor this moment. Since we’d gotten together it had been agony not having him. I wanted to sit down onto him and take all of him right away, but I knew that wouldn’t feel as good as I thought it would, so I cautiously lowered myself, getting a feel for him as he breached me just the barest bit.
My breath shuddered and my hands found their place on his pecs, digging in as my legs shook from holding myself up.
“Okay?” Josh asked tightly.
“Mhmm,” I moaned as I took him further. The stretch wasn’t that bad, not with how thoroughly Josh had prepared me. If anything it was fuel added to that perpetually burning fire he’d created inside me that drove me to sit down on the rest of his length so quickly he let out a tiny “oof.”
I wanted to apologize but the word wouldn’t come as the sensation of him stretching me, filling me, stole my breath away. Not that I was truly sorry anyway. Not even remotely. Instead, I curled my fingers around his shoulders and rose up, tilting my hips as he slid along my inner walls, finally,finally, giving me what I’d craved all these years.
Josh.
I moaned his name, my eyes slipping shut.
He cursed under me, his hands roaming over the curves of my body in reverence. “You look so pretty seated on my cock, Dove. Just like I knew you would.”
His worshipful words had me grinding down, groaning as he filled me perfectly. Every daydream I ever had was nothing compared to this moment.
One hand lifted, seeking leverage as my movements grew more frantic, and found the opened back window of the truck.Curling my fingers over the opening, I used it to keep my balance, the other planted on Josh’s chest for support.
Every breathe I sucked in grew hasher as I continued rocking against him, slowing down as my legs began cramping in a way I hadn’t felt since I first learned to ride a horse. Riding Josh was far more exerting, apparently.
Josh’s fingers spasmed where they’d been encouragingly caressing my sides, and as if reading my mind, or maybe just my body, he rumbled from beneath me, “You want me to take over now, baby?”
“Yes.” I wanted Josh over me, driving into me, taking control.
