Page 64 of Ours to Lose
“No way.” I dipped my head to kiss her again before speaking the truth. “I’ve been dying to fuck you just like this.”
“Against a wall?”
I tightened my hold “In my arms.”
Her eyes softened, the green at their edges shining through their hazel depths. She plucked out the condom and tossed my wallet to join my shirt at my feet, locking her eyes with mine as she ripped open the wrapper. Her focus shifted to the condom itself, making sure the right side was up before pinching the tip. Then she rolled it down my shaft, both our breaths shortening in the process.
My dick strained from me, as if reaching for her on its own. I gave it one quick stroke to make sure the condom was good before returning my hand to her ass, moving her panties aside, and notching myself at her entrance.
I kissed her cheek. “You ready?”
She nodded.
“Tell me.”
“I want you inside me,” she said.
So that was what I gave her.
I lowered her onto me slowly, scanning her face for the slightest sign of pain. Her pussy was so swollen it choked off my air supply, forcing me to drag in thick breaths from how good it felt. My arms burned from moving so slowly, and probably a little from holding her this long, but I didn’t care. I had the strength to manage it, and if anything, the burn heightened the pleasure. The question was whether it felt as good for her.
Her brow creased, and her mouth hung open.
“Talk to me,” I groaned, sinking deeper. “How do you feel?”
She heaved out a breath and tipped her head against the wall. “Full.” A laugh clenched her muscles around me, and we both moaned. “Really full. You’re way bigger than my vibrator.”
“Want me to stop?”
Her headshake was firm. “It’s not painful. Just strange. I’m not used to feeling this much.”
I buried my head in her neck, breathing in the rich coconut of her hair and licking the salt off her skin. Our bodies trapped heat between us, adding to the warmth from the space heater that was still on from overnight. “Touch your clit for me,” I grumbled. “Let yourself feel even more.”
Her fingers explored her entrance, feeling where I disappeared inside her and how much more I still had to give. I nipped her neck with my teeth, my hips jerking the smallest amount.
“Oh,” she breathed.
“Sorry.” I stilled and studied her face.
“No, I-I liked it,” she said, almost surprised. “Do it again.”
I eased my hips forward and back with a few experimental rocks, letting her taste the friction while only giving her half my length.
Her eyes fell closed as she hummed in response. “It’s never felt like this before. It’s good. It’s so good. Keep going.”
I licked into her mouth and rocked deeper, driving into her in full, long strokes so she could savor every inch. Her fingers rubbed over her clit, drawing more wetness from her heat, soaking the base of my shaft.
“Gabe,” she whined. Her hips were restless in my hold, her legs clasping tighter to drive her up and down, seeking whatever feeling she’d discovered. Like she’d struck oil, and now it was time to drill deep and get every drop.
“More?” I asked.
“More.”
Tightening my grip on her ass, I pulled her onto my length with each thrust, grinding my pelvis against her clit in short bursts. A strap of her bra slipped off one shoulder, the cup dragging down with it, leaving her breast exposed.
I wanted to latch onto that breast with my mouth and savor it. See how tight I could get her nipple to become. I could practically feel the hard bud on my tongue.
My muscles flexed as grunts escaped me, everything about her so fucking sexy I could hardly hold myself back. Knowing she needed me to was the only thing that allowed me to maintain control.
