Page 14 of For I Have Sinned
“I haven’t ever wanted someone like I do you. I’m yours. Just take me, El. Please. I’m ready.”
He groans, reaching one of his hands down between us. Finally, I feel his dick at my entrance. He pushes gently, wasting no time. I’m fucking scared out of my mind and glue my mouth to his.
His pushing pauses as he kisses me until I calm down. “Easy, love.” My heart soars. “I’m not going to hurt you. Raw is going to be a little more uncomfortable than it should be, but I won’t hurt you. Promise.”
I nod. “I need you inside me.”
Ellsworth leans his forehead against mine, sighing. I know, right then, that he’s thinking that he shouldn’t be doing this. It’s so loud in his head that I can hear it. I swallow hard, gently rocking my hips up, pressing against his cockhead.
He licks his lips. Inhales deeply. “I haven’t done this in so long,” he whispers. “Haven’t even thought about it.”
Reaching up, I kiss him softly. “Please,” I whisper back.
Adjusting our position, he gently pushes against me again. I try to remain relaxed because I don’t want him to change his mind. When his cockhead breaches me, I grunt, blink my eyes several times as if that’s going to push away the foreign feeling. The sting. The uncomfortable stretch.
I liked his fingers in my ass. Why is this so different?
He releases his cock and takes my hand, lacing our fingers together. His breathing is as heavy as mine is while he gently rocks his hips, moving deeper and deeper inside me by fractions. I know he’s getting there. I can feel the way my body stretches. Burns and makes room for him.
But even my fucking ass knows what’s up. Knows that this man is it for me. And he’s going to be in my ass every fucking day if I can help it.
“Am I hurting you?” he whispers.
I shake my head. “No. It’s just… weird.”
His chuckle makes me smile. “It’ll get better,” he says. “Tell me if it's too much. You don’t need to take all of me.”
I snort. “Like fuck I don’t.”
Ellsworth picks his head up and grins down at me. That look. That smile. It makes my chest expand with warmth. Does he know I love him? That I’d give up everything to be with him? Is it the wrong time to tell him right now?
What am I thinking? Of course, it’s the wrong time. He has his dick in my ass. I’m delirious.
Too distracted by what I’m feeling for him, I don’t notice when he’s already balls deep. I don’t realize that I’m moaning as he gently moves in and out of me. It’s not until he hits the magic spot inside me that can only be my prostate that I’m slammed back into reality and shout.
He cuts it off with his mouth over mine. From that moment on, that’s where his mouth remains as he makes me feel so fucking good, I’m flying. Wild. On fire. My orgasm builds so full that I’m bursting. But it just stays there. Defying gravity and making me mad, insane.
Ellsworth’s body against mine is everything. He never lets go of my hand, gripping it tightly as he kisses me senseless, swallowing every sound I make. Every dirty, indecent, sinful sound as he takes my body and owns it. Molding it to fit his. To please us both.
When my orgasm finally finds me, I’m in freefall as I cry out into his mouth. My ass clenches as it fills with new hot liquid. I’m only slightly aware that he’s come in my ass, filling me with his seed. Marking my soul as his own.
He can have it. I’m his until the day I die.
And then we collapse. For a minute, we don’t move. His mouth is still pressed to mine, keeping me silent and unable to fully take a breath. When he finally looks down at me, I can see the questions in his eyes.
Is this okay? Are you okay?
“I love you,” I blurt in a whisper. Then wince at the words that left my mouth. Fuck. What’s wrong with me?!
His breath leaves him. Emotions race in his eyes before he takes a breath and kisses me again. Softly. Gently. Filled with words he can’t say but tries to make me feel, anyway.
And then he shifts to pull out.
I break our kiss. “No,” I say quickly, clenching my ass around his cock. “Stay there. Please.”
A smile climbs his lips. “You want me in your ass while you sleep?” he asks.
My heart flutters because he just said, without saying, that I’m sleeping here. I nod, desperately. “I don’t want to be separate bodies yet,” I say, feeling my cheeks heat at how foolish that sounds.
