Page 44 of Sparks Fly
He tasted her orgasm before he heard the cry of pleasure that came along with it. Satisfied, Max pushed himself up until he was over Stella, her come still on his lips. She reached for him, her arms wrapping around his neck as she pulled him down into a kiss that had him ready to bust.
“I need to be inside you now, baby,” he said, pulling back.
Stella nodded but then put a hand on his shoulder, stopping him briefly.
“Just go slow,” she said. “I’ve never…”
Stella paused, her eyes closed as she blew out an exasperated breath. Max was unsure if she was exasperated with him or with herself, but he knew they couldn’t continue until she said what it was she wanted to say. Leaning down, he brushed his nose against hers until she opened her eyes again.
“You’ve never what?” he prompted.
“I’ve never…been with someone your size before,” she finally said. Then with a laugh she added, “You’re kind of big.”
Max also laughed then, relieved. He wasn’t sure what he expected her to say, but it certainly wasn’t that.
“Here, hold on.” Pulling himself away from her he went back to his drawer and pulled out a bottle of lubricant, squeezing some into his hand.
“This should help,” he said. “Mind if I…”
He held his hand over her center, and Stella nodded.
Slowly, he rubbed the gel between her folds and Stella gasped at the touch. He wondered if he could make her come again, doing this, but he wanted to be inside her the next time she came.
“Good?” he asked.
“Good,” she said, although when he met her eyes, she still looked a bit unsure.
Max studied her and then said the one thing he didn’t really want to say but knew he should.
“Are you sure you want to do this?”
“Yes,” Stella said without hesitation. And then again as if to convince him, or maybe herself, “Yes. I trust you.”
Those three little words filled Max with a warmth he hadn’t felt in a long time, and he wanted to make sure he earned that trust.
Max guided himself into Stella, inch by inch, keeping his eyes on her face. She shifted slightly under him, adjusting.
“Okay?” he asked.
“I’m good,” she said. “Better than good. I think I just—”
She lifted her legs, wrapping them around him. They both groaned as Max slid in deeper.
God, she felt so tight around him. He wasn’t sure he’d last more than a couple strokes, but he began to move, slowly inching his way out and then back in, keeping his eye on Stella, who was watching him. She took his face in her hands and pulled him down for another kiss as he continued to move. She gasped against his lips as Max began to pick up speed, his bed moving.
“Okay?” he asked again.
“Keep going,” was all she said.
Max was happy to oblige. He lowered himself, a forearm on either side of her head so as not to crush her with his weight. He could feel the orgasm building like a lightning strike, and he wanted her to come with him, but he couldn’t restrain himself any longer.
“Let go,” Stella said, reading his mind. Or maybe she saw the need to release on his face.
Whatever it was, he did as he was told.
Max held himself still inside her as he fell over the edge with a groan. At some point, Stella’s hand had slipped between them and she was rubbing her clit as he came, until her own orgasm came as his ended. When they’d both finished, Max gently pulled out. He shifted to take off the condom, tying it up. There was a little blood on it, so he grabbed a tissue from his nightstand to wrap it in before throwing it in his trash can.
Turning back to Stella, he found her watching him with the happy, dazed expression one gets when they’ve been royally fucked. Max slid back on the bed with her, pulling her to him and kissing her on the forehead.
