It takes every ounce of restraint I have not to pick her up and put her on me. She’s enjoying her game too much to ruin it for her, so I lay back flat on the bed, put my hands under my head, and let her go to work.
Lo takes me in hand and gives a few firm tugs before she’s licking at my head.
I push back into the bed and close my eyes. In my dreams, she was always perfect, but they were nothing compared to the tightness filling my balls and the burning of my release.
I’m lost as she slides her lips over me and her mouth engulfs my length. She takes all of me, all the way up to my balls. My tip is at the back of her throat, and I don’t know how she’s going to do any better than she already has until her tongue begins moving up and down my length as she moves up and down on her knees.
Lo is everything I imagined and so much more. I’m mesmerized watching her work until I’m so close to letting go that I have to pull her off before I lose it in her mouth.
I want her. I want all of her. I’m not ready for our night to end. So I pull her away and push her back on the bed. It’s her turn to compare her dreams to reality, and I hope I will measure up.
Chapter 6
Lotus
I don’t tell Hawk he’s my first. He’s not the kind of man I think wants to know he’s deflowering a virgin.
I’m sure he assumes I’m experienced. I’ve seen movies. Darren made me watch them, so I’d be ready for how he liked it. That was clue number one I’d made a very wrong choice in my life.
Hawk is so different. He’s gentle even though his size would make you think he couldn’t be. And he’s fixated on me.
When he pulls me away from his cock, my heart flies up in my chest. I’m sure I’ve done something wrong. I’d disappointed him. But then he’s hands are all over me and he’s pinning me underneath him.
“Protection,” he whispers, and I’m lost about his meaning for a second before I remember and tell him I’m on the pill.
That earns a wide grin that makes my stomach tight and pulls at my core. He’s pleased with me, and it’s the sexiest feeling of all. He slides himself in between my thighs and, before I can breathe, his cock is parting my lips and entering my core. It’s tight and it stings, and I fight to keep the pain off my face, but Hawk sees it. He lifts one of the hands he’s had anchored to the bed by my head and caresses my cheek.
“Fuck, Lo. I didn’t know.” Concern fills his eyes, but I grab his hips and I pull him into me, hard, until I’m sure I have all of him seated deep inside my core. A flash of pain washes over me and then it’s gone.
“It doesn’t matter.” I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him down until our lips touch.
Hawk moves slow. I know he’s letting me get used to him before his thrusts deepen and I find my rhythm with him. He’s the sweetest man I know, but right now I want him to be hard. I move my hands to his back, and I dig my nails in while biting my lower lip. I’m taking all of him and it’s so damn good. I don’t know whether to scream his name or growl like an animal.
I don’t have to wonder long as the pressure builds and warmth spreads through my core. I’m riding on a high that is so perfect I don’t ever want to come back down. I’m lost in my own little world, letting the orgasm consume me until Hawk’s cock jerks inside me and I squeeze my core, milking him. He lets out a sound so deep and guttural it makes my body tingle before he collapses on top of me.
My arms and my legs are limp. My body so relaxed I could stay like this forever. I don’t want to move again, but when Hawk shifts over to his side, he pulls my back into his chest. It’s so warm there, I decide any place that’s touching him is where I want to stay forever.
“Lo.”
My name brushes across my ear.
“You should have told me.”
I wiggle my butt so it’s pressed up against his still erect cock and sigh. “Would it have made any difference?”
“I would have gone easier on you,” he says. His fingers tangle in my hair and I’m sure I hear a tinge of concern in his voice. He doesn’t need to be.
“Maybe I didn’t want you to go easy.”
He smiles into the back of my head and takes a big whiff of my hair. “Strawberries,” he says in almost a whisper. “It’s always strawberries with you.”
I nestle my head on my hands while he slides an arm under my neck. I’m not sure how much sleep I’ll get wrapped up in Hawk. There’s too much I still want to explore with him. But before I know it, my eyes are heavy and I’m drifting.
It’s light outside by the time I wake from my daze. I’ve slept through the night in the nude with Hawk’s equally naked body framing mine.
It takes me a second to get my bearings, but once I do, I sink back into the comfort of Hawk’s safety wrapped around me.
His breaths come slow and steady and he’s behind me. I want to see him. Now that I’ve gotten a good look at his body, I want to study it always. It takes some work and a bit of finesse, but I get myself turned around and facing him. His shoulders are massive. His chest is covered in fine black hair and so many tattoos I can’t count them all.
He’s always stood out to me as the one member of Tempest Elite that didn’t wear ink. Now, as I run my fingers over roses and skulls and small birds in flight, I feel like Hawk has let me in on a secret.
“Morning, Sunshine,” he says. His eyes are still closed, and he stretches before wrapping me back up in his massive arms and pulling me close again.
“How did you sleep?” I ask, resting my head on his shoulder.
He blows out a breath and arches his back before letting out a low, satisfying sigh. “Like a damn king.” He smiles and opens his eyes. They are dazzling in the sunlight. Dark brown with flecks of gold that catch the light. “How about you, Princess? Were you comfortable enough?”
I nod and almost laugh at his ignorance. “I’ve never been more comfortable.”
“Good,” he says before pecking my cheek. “Sore?”
“No.” I give him a puzzled brow lift. “Should I be?”
“I’ve heard the girls talk about being sore after their first.” He’s pleased with himself by his half smile. “That’s why I wanted to go slow with you last night. I didn’t want to hurt you.”
“You didn’t,” I answer quickly. “Though now I’m wondering how many virgin notches you have on your bedpost to know what girls say after their first time.”
Hawk laughs. It’s a gut-hollowing laugh that makes his whole body shake. I’ve known Hawk for six months and I’ve never seen him come anywhere close to this relaxed before. It makes me happy to see.
“You’re my first,” he says.
I feel my eyes grow wide and my mouth opens slightly before he corrects.
“My first virgin.”
“Well,” I glide my hand over one of the raven tattoos over his right shoulder. “I’m glad it was you then. Since you’re an expert and all.”
We both laugh and Hawk grabs at my side and tickles me until I’m laughing so hard I can’t breathe. When we stop, we’re face to face and he’s staring at me so intently I’m not sure if I should kiss him or be scared what he’s thinking about me. So I hedge. “Tell me about the tattoos.”