He parted her with a soft touch and…
“Draanth!” she gasped as he brushed the sensitive spot between her thighs. Her clit… Knowledge unfolded in her brain and she clung to him. She knew all the details of sex, the various positions and mechanics of it. But…
No one had told her it would feel so amazing.
“Oh lady… Do that again, please.”
He nipped the bottom of her earlobe lightly. “Your wish is my command, my lady.”
She had been going to chuckle, but he touched her again. Stroking and teasing her in small circles and slow rubs. Reaching down, he collected the wet heat of her arousal and slicked it over the sensitive nub under his fingers.
Soft gasps and small whimpers filled the air, all from her, and there was nothing she could do to stop it as he drove her higher and higher. Her head fell back to the bed, eyes wide and stunned as she looked up at him. His gaze didn’t waver from hers as he stroked her, pleasure unfolding through her until…
She gasped as it reached a peak and an explosion of heat and something rocked through her lower body. She tensed, hips jerking against him, and then groaned, all her muscles going pliant as her clit pulsed. Each pulse heralded a wave of sensation and need through her body.
“That’s it, sweetheart,” Jay murmured as he kissed her neck, down her throat to her shoulder. He still stroked her gently, the whisper of his fingers over her enough to stretch the pleasure out. She closed her eyes, biting her lip as she savored the sensation. She knew what it was… climax. Sexual release. And it was…
Her eyes flew open and latched on to his as he pulled away.
“You… I came and you didn’t,” she whispered, mortified. “I’m so sorry. I should have waited. I didn’t mean to… Can we try again tomorrow? I’ll hold on. I promise.”
He looked at her, a puzzled little frown creasing his brow. “What do you mean… tomorrow? What’s wrong with now? I didn’t hurt you. Did I?” he asked in sudden concern.
“No, no!” She shook her head quickly. “But I came… doesn’t that mean it’s over?”
He chuckled and pulled away for a moment, stripping off right in front of her. She caught her breath at the sight of him as he freed himself from his combats, his thick, long cock springing free to arch proudly up toward his toned stomach.
“Oh, it’s not over. I’m nowhere near finished with you yet, sweetheart,” he murmured as he crawled over her, the dark promise in his eyes making her heart stutter.
Bracing himself on one forearm, he nudged her legs apart with his knee, reaching down to slide his fingers between her folds again. She was slick and wet, her cheeks heating at what he could feel.
“You’re perfect,” he told her, dropping his head to claim her lips again as he replaced his fingers with the head of his cock.
She paused, breaking the kiss for a moment as she registered him there. He made a small sound of reassurance, brushing her lips with his. Then he pushed against her, rocking his hips. She gasped as her body parted around him. Each thrust was perfect as he slid into her bit by bit. It was strange at first and maybe a little uncomfortable, but it felt right.
More than that, it stoked a fire inside her she hadn’t realized was simmering, building it to a full blaze. Anticipation filled her, and she felt like he was handing her the secrets of the universe, just there within reach. Just one more thrust and she’d be there to claim them.
He paused for a second, muttering roughly against her mouth. “I’m sorry.”
Then he took her lips, sliding his tongue deep in a mind-blowingly passionate kiss. She moaned, clinging to him as he thrust again. A short, hard thrust that filled her completely. Pain tore through her lower body and she gasped, tensing up. But almost as soon as she’d registered it, he was kissing her in long, drugging kisses, distracting her from the fading ache.
She whimpered against his lips, giving him her trust and surrender. He hadn’t meant to hurt her. That much she knew. The last thing he would ever do was cause her pain on purpose.
Her hands slid over his shoulders and upper arms, going from biting to a soft caress. He groaned, pulling away from her lips for a second.
“God, you feel amazing,” he murmured before chasing her lips urgently again. Pulling back, he slid into her again, and then again, setting up a slow and steady rhythm that kept her spellbound with sensation but didn’t overwhelm her. She felt it all—every slide of his skin against hers, every soft caress, every pulse of his cock within her when he filled her.
And it was wonderful, all-consuming and beautiful. Tears gathered in the corners of her eyes as she moved with him, feeling connected to him in a way she never had before. Like they were two halves of the same whole. The heat in her body swelled to an inferno, sweeping everything else away as he pulled back. Bracing himself over her, he looked into her eyes as their movements became harder. Faster. Like he was imprinting her onto his memory.
Then it was all too much. The same hard-edged explosion of sensation she’d had before overwhelmed her and she cried out as she shattered apart. He was there, kissing her again to swallow her cries of pleasure before tearing his lips away. She floated in a tumultuous sea of sensation, a prisoner of pure pleasure as he sped up.
Her reality narrowed down to his face, the feel of him within her, and she held him close as, he too, reached completion. With a hoarse cry he stiffened, dropping his head down to rest against her shoulder as he emptied himself inside her.
They lay there for long moments, the harshness of their breathing the only sound in the quiet of the room. Then he gave a soft bark of a laugh.
“Fuck, I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard. Felt like I about turned inside out.”
She smiled, trailing her hand up the center of his back. His skin was slick with sweat and he shivered at her touch.
“It was good then?” she asked softly. “I… didn’t disappoint you?”
“What?” he pulled back to look down at her. “Christ, you’re serious. You were worried about disappointing me?”
Biting her lip, she gave a small nod. “I mean, you’ve done this a lot before. I was worried I wasn’t going to be any good at it.”
He smiled and the expression in his eyes, somewhere between male triumph and complete adoration, soothed her worries.
“Sweetheart, you gave me the greatest gift I’ve ever been given,” he said, smoothing her hair back from her face with gentle fingers.
“Your innocence,” he added at her confused expression. “Knowing that you’ve never given that to any guy before me?” he chuckled. “Yeah, I’m a total caveman. I like knowing you are mine and mine alone.”
“I didn’t have the equipment before—” she reminded him, a small smile creeping in at the edges of her lips. He seriously wasn’t disappointed. She felt euphoric. She’d been so worried.
He kissed her, grinning against her lips. “That’s it, go and ruin my happy glow there.”
“But even if I had,” she whispered. “I never met anyone I wanted to do this with before. Just you.”
“Better,” he growled, kissing along her jaw again. The swelling of his cock within her again made her gasp.