Page 24 of Chains
I walked her backward until her legs hit the edge of the bed, my mouth fused to hers.I needed to touch her everywhere, but I needed her in the Goddamned bed more.When we tumbled onto the mattress, I braced myself above her, not wanting to crush her with my weight.Her hair spread across the purple comforter like spilled ink, her eyes dark with desire as she looked up at me.
“You’re sure?”I asked, needing to hear it one more time.
In answer, she reached for the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head in one fluid motion.The sight of her pale skin against black lace stole my breath.She was beautiful, ethereal in the dim light filtering through her curtains, and the fact that she wanted me, trusted me enough to be vulnerable with me, hit me like a physical blow.
“I’m sure,” she said, reaching for me.
I lowered myself to her, my mouth finding hers again as I explored the soft curves of her body with my rough hands.She arched beneath me, tugging at my shirt, pulling it over my head with shaking hands.When my skin met hers, we both gasped at the contact, electric and perfect.
“Chains,” she breathed against my neck, my name a prayer on her lips.
I wanted to take my time, to learn her body with reverent touches and kisses and watch her face as pleasure bloomed across her features.But there was no possible way I could wait.Not this first time.
I shoved her bra over one tit and found her ripe nipple with my mouth and sucked hard.Ellie arched her back, gasping in a breath and threading her fingers through my hair as she clung to me.She raked her nails against my scalp as I moved to her other breast.Every sound she made, every arch of her back, every tremor that ran through her body only fueled the fire burning in my veins.I wanted to memorize every inch of her, wanted to brand myself into her memory so she’d never forget this moment, never forget how good we were together.I needed to be…everythingshe ever needed.
“Please,” she whispered, her hands fumbling with my belt buckle.“Need you.”
The raw need in her voice nearly undid me.I helped her with my belt, my hands actually shaking as I worked the leather free.She pushed at my jeans, and I lifted my hips to help her slide them down.
I wound my arms around her to unfasten the clasp of her bra, tugging the garment away from her to leave her bare to my hungry gaze.I traced the pale skin of her collarbone with my lips, working my way down to the valley between her breasts while my hands explored the soft curve of her waist.
When I reached for the button of her jeans, she lifted her hips to help me slide them down her legs along with the scrap of black lace that served as her panties.The sight of her naked beneath me, trusting and beautiful and mine, made my cock ache with the need to be buried deep inside her.
I leaned down and swiped my tongue through her folds.Ellie stiffened, then screamed as she bucked her hips.I had to grab her waist and hold her still with an arm across her middle as I buried my face between her legs with a deep, loud groan.
“Chains!Oh fuck!”She screamed and thrashed, an unexpected orgasm washing over her as I tried to help her ride it out.But she was having none of it.
Ellie grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked, pulling me up her body.She found my lips with hers.The second she tasted herself on my lips, she stiffened again, her body breaking out in a sweat as she moaned into my mouth in the sweetest surrender.
At least, that’s what I thought it was.Turns out I was wrong.It was a sneak attack.Because, the next thing I knew, Ellie had my cock in her fist, guiding me to the entrance to her hot, wet pussy.
I knew I needed to glove up.We hadn’t talked about this, and I had no idea of her experience level or anything about her sexual history.But there was no way in fucking hell I was stopping her if this was what she wanted.
“Christ, Ellie!Are you fuckin’ sure?I don’t have a condom on.”
“Don’t stop, Chains,” she gasped out.“Need this.”She practically sobbed out the words.“Needyou!”
“I gotcha, honey.”I kissed her again, gently, needing to build her up before I entered her.“Let me take care of you.”
She whimpered in answer, thrusting her hips at me, taking the head of my dick just past her opening.That was it.I couldn’t take any more.
Giving myself the go-ahead, I slid inside her in one smooth stroke.Ellie stiffened and sucked in a sharp breath.I looked into her eyes, and they were wide with shock, her lips parted on a gasp.
“Baby, talk to me.”
She blinked several times.“I-I’m fine.”
“Don’t lie to me, Ellie.You can lie to anyone else in the Goddamned world and I’ll back you a hundred percent, but don’t lie to me.”
Nodding several times, Ellie swallowed, closing her eyes and shifting her hips slightly until she finally stilled.When she opened her eyes, she looked more settled, more at ease.“It burns,” she finally said.“But it’s easing now.”
“You’re fuckin’ tight, honey.Tell me how many times you’ve done this.”I tried to keep my voice calm when the idea of another bastard over her like this,in her, filled me with a kind of white-hot rage I wasn’t sure I could control.
“Um,” she glanced away before looking back, a hesitant smile on her face.“Once?”
“Once before this?”When she shook her head and bit her lip, I thought my dick was going to explode.“Are you fuckin’ tellin’ me you’re a virgin?”
“Nope.”She shook her head emphatically.“I’m most definitely not a virgin, Chain.”
