Page 82 of Crazy for You
He gave me a sexy grin before he stood.
I closed my eyes only because I was afraid if I looked, I might chicken out. I knew he was big just from those times I’d seen his erection through the fabric of his clothes. The sound of the condom wrapper tearing made me flinch. I imagined if a mirror was plastered to the ceiling, I would see myself stiff like a corpse.
The mattress dipped, and my pulse quickened to breakneck speed. Mia had told Georgia and me the first time hurt, but only for a minute.This is it.I was about to lose my virginity. But that thought was swept away when Colton’s voice was in my ear.
“Relax, beautiful.”
My eyes popped open. “Is it that obvious?”
“It’s okay.” He entered me a little then stopped. “Open your legs wider.”
I obeyed. He seemed to have done this before with a girl who still had her virtue intact.
He pushed in farther, then stilled again. “Tell me if it hurts. I’ll stop.” He lifted up, hovering over me, watching me intently.
I bit my lip. I didn’t feel much except fullness so far. “Keep going.”
Gently, he thrust in again.
I winced.
He dragged the backs of his fingers over my cheek. “Breathe, baby.”
I blew out a breath. “Keep going.” Mia was right. It was painful, but not as much as I’d thought.
When he was fully seated inside me, he stopped again, seeming likehewas in pain.
“Are you okay?”
He blinked once. “You feel fucking amazing. I need a minute, though.”
I wanted to tell him to take all the time in the world, but my body had other plans when I squeezed around him.
He grunted. “Fuck, Skyler. I’m not going to last.”
“Then let go.” I didn’t care if more pain was on the horizon, I wanted to see his emotions. I wanted to see how I could pleasure him like he had me only minutes earlier.
“Wrap your legs around me,” he said.
Once I did, he began to rock in and out. My body naturally followed his.
“Tell me if it still hurts.”
“Just a little, but don’t stop.” Mia had said to work through it, and the more he thrust into me, the less pain I felt, and when we got into a slow rhythm, I was on a new plane of emotions.
I’d thought the pleasure from his tongue was out-of-this-world amazing, but I was wrong. The feel of him inside me, listening to his moans, the weight of him on me, him suckling on my neck and nibbling on my ear as he took me to heights that I didn’t want to end… it blew me away.
I latched onto his waist, digging my nails in. He picked up speed, and I followed suit.
“You okay?” he barely asked, his breathing increasing.
“Perfect.” And I was.
That one-word statement was all he needed. He rocked faster and faster, sweat beading on him and me. Then he slowed, and without breaking our connection, sucked one nipple, then the other.
I moaned, rocking my hips, needing the friction. “Faster, Colton.”
He obliged, and that control he’d said he would lose came front and center as he pounded into me hard and fast, and out of nowhere, a rush of heat blanketed me. As my stomach pitched and rolled and my toes tingled, I spewed noises I’d only heard from an actress in the throes of sex in some movie.
