Page 165 of Till The Sun Dies (Checkmate 2)

“Laine…”

She pushes my boxer shorts down as far as she can reach, before using her feet to push them the rest of the way. When my cock springs free and touches her fiery core, I can do nothing but drop my forehead onto her chest and breathe through what may be my first ever premature ejaculation. “Laine, help me.”

“Here.” Reaching between us, she takes my plea literally and fists my cock.

I throw my head back on a roar from the feel of her hand alone, so when she lines the tip against her opening, I turn to a whimpering mess.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.”

“No.” She cups my face and brings our lips closer. “Not fucking. Making love.” Using her legs around my hips, she slowly pulls me forward until I begin sliding in.

Bare skin on bare skin.

No condom. Nothing sitting between us.

She doesn’t freak out when my first inch nestles inside her, and she doesn’t run away screaming when I stretch her out. She simply mewls, continues to slide her tongue against mine, and pulls me deeper.

“You’re so tight.” I scrunch my eyes closed and allow her to use me however she wants. In a bid to distract myself, even a little bit, I kiss her back and pray I don’t come too soon. “So tight, Laine.”

“Virgin.” Snickering, she pulls me deeper. Her breath saws in and out of her lungs, and even though I know I’m hurting her, her hands remain as firm as her legs. She pulls me into her web and refuses to let me go until I’m seated deep inside and lose what little breath I had in my lungs.

“Oh my God.” Panting, she pauses and waits for the sting of being stretched to ease. She’s so hot, searing my length, the perfect size to feel all of me.

“You’re so beautiful, Laine.” Leaning on one elbow, I use the other to work her dress up her chest; she wears no bra. It’s just beautiful bare skin beneath the silky fabric that slides over her head as easily as her panties did down her legs. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah. You can move now. Start slow, I promise it’ll get better for you in a sec.”

“Better for me?” I stare into her eyes, dismayed to see she’s worried I’m not enjoying it. That she thinks she needs to impress me. “Laine.” I don’t even know what to say, so I shake my head and press my lips to hers, hoping that conveys how much her trust means to me. “I know we’re literally only twenty minutes into admitting we kinda like each other, but you need to relax. I love you.” I pull back and watch her eyes fill. “I’ve loved you for longer than you know.” Slowly, I begin gliding against her. “Let me show you what I feel. Let me show you how good it can be with someone you love.”

A single tear squeezes past her closed eyelids, but I know it’s not meant to hurt me. She’s purging the poison, restarting her life and taking control. It’s only my luck she’d cry the first time we make love.

I press a kiss to her closed eyelid and work slowly in and out of her body, the tension slowly leaving to be replaced with soft moans of pleasure “Laine? You’ll let me know if something isn’t okay, right?”

Without opening her eyes, she gives an unconvincing nod and makes my heart clench.

Fuck that.

Grabbing her hips, I spin us so she straddles my lap, then smile when her eyes flash open in surprise. Finally, she looks at me with the same mix of hunger and arrogance she did when making the deal at the bar.

I grab hold of her hips, helping her move over me until the fear leaves her eyes to be replaced with wild hunger. I watch as her eyes start to glaze, her hands sliding up into her hair.

Like all the dreams I’ve ever had, I watch her glide over me; long hair fans over her shoulders, blue eyes smudged with dark makeup, and when my gaze constantly drops back to her bare chest, she grins and moves faster.

“Fuck…” Fire burns in my belly and strangles my balls. “You have no clue how many times I fantasized about this.”

“Mmm.” Bolder, she leans down and crashes her lips against mine while her bottom half drags me closer to an explosion. “I might have dreamed about this, too.” She bites my lip. “I might’ve dreamed about this last night while sharing a bed with you. And this morning, when I woke you up to go paddle boarding.”

“Laine…”

“You feel so good, Ang.” She leans to the side, waiting for me to take the hint, before allowing me to flip her onto her back to resume my position on top. “Go faster. I can’t go fast when I’m on top.”

Nodding, I lace my fingers through hers and gently bring them above her head before slamming deep inside. Her eyes flash with worry, but it takes only a few seconds before they transform back into a pleasure filled smolder as little moans move through her chest.

I was ready to come the second she said yes. I’m still ready to explode, but watching her writhe in pleasure slows me down and allows me to luxuriate in the moment of finally getting everything I wanted.

Her strong thighs hold me close, and as we get more confident, her breasts bounce as I slam harder inside and move her up the bed. Shedding her insecurities, she threads her fingers in my hair and pulls me down until our teeth clang together and moisture slicks between our bodies.

“Angelo…”

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