But nothing felt as good as being inside her. Nothing. He could feel every throb of her heartbeat from inside her, and every time her muscles twitched, he felt them ripple along his sensitive bare cock.
The truth was that he’d never made love without a condom. He was fully prepared to put one on with her too. He was an asshole for not having that discussion before the heat of the moment. But when she’d come on his fingers, he’d been too desperate to get inside her.
He’d waited forever to be right where he was. His whole life. The second he entered her, Spike knew this was it for him. She was it. He’d never make love to another woman again. She was all he wanted. All he needed. And he’d do whatever it took to make sure she was happy and content. He wouldn’t give her a reason to leave him. Whatever it took to keep her loving him, he’d do it.
His teeth were clenched so hard, he could hardly speak. But he absolutely refused to move until Reese was ready. He’d hurt her, and he could’ve killed himself for that. But it was too late to redo things. All he could do was stay still and let her body adjust to him.
Reese attempted to shift under him. “Gus?”
Fuck, he loved the sound of his name on her lips. “Yeah?” he managed to croak out.
“I’m okay. You can move.”
Just those few words made his cock twitch deep inside her. “Are you sure?” he asked.
“Yes. I need you to move. Please!”
He might like the sound of her begging some other time, but right now, he hated it. He didn’t want her to have to plead for anything. He reluctantly took his hand off her ass, palming the mattress. The movement pushed his cock a little deeper inside her.
They both moaned.
Spike froze. Shit, had he hurt her?
“Move, Gus. I mean it! Now!”
His lips twitched. He could feel the marks of where her fingernails had dug into his skin and he contemplated going to a tattoo shop and having them immortalized, but the thought flitted away when she reached down to where they were connected and fondled his balls.
With a groan, he pulled out slowly, feeling her fingers dancing along his shaft, before he pushed back into her body.
“I can’t believe you fit,” she said in awe.
“We were made for each other,” he groaned as he pumped into her once more.
Her hand came back up and took hold of his arm as Spike made love to her slowly and tenderly. It was taking all his restraint not to fuck her hard. His balls were pulled up to his body, ready to release, but he didn’t want this to be over so quickly.
“Faster, Gus,” she ordered.
He ignored her. The feel of her silky body felt too good to rush this.
“Gus,” she whined.
“If I go any faster, I’m gonna come,” he said honestly.
“So? Isn’t that the point?” she asked breathlessly.
“Not this first time. I’m memorizing the feel of you. The sight of you under me. The sight of my cock disappearing into your juicy cunt. I can see your juices coating me and it’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever witnessed. I love hearing your moans and hearing your pleas. Your tits bouncing on your chest make me want to latch on and never let go. Your hair on my pillow is a fucking dream come true. Let me have this. Please, Reese!”
Spike didn’t care how pathetic he sounded. He’d beg until he was blue in the face.
But his Reese didn’t make him. She simply gave him a shy smile.
Seeing her acquiescence to his needs made a spurt of precome shoot from his cock. Spike felt it and groaned, reaching between them to grab the base of his dick to keep from coming right then and there.
Reese giggled, and he felt the reverberations go up his cock and straight to his heart. He’d thought he was in control of their lovemaking, but right then and there, he realized he wasn’t in charge of shit. She was. She had his heart in her hand, and he never wanted her to give it back.
Pushing inside her once more, Spike sat up. He rested his ass on his heels and pulled her into his lap. He couldn’t move much in this position, could barely thrust, which was probably a good thing. He wasn’t inside her as deep as he had been, but he had a clear view of where they were connected. Of how her pussy lips stretched around his shaft and how wet she was. More importantly, her clit was within easy reach, for both of them.
“Touch yourself,” he ordered.
“What?” she asked breathlessly.
“Show me how you masturbate while thinking about me.”
He felt her clench around his cock.
“I…I can’t,” she protested.
“Yes, you can. Do it, Reese. Please. I want to feel you come around my dick. Show me what you like.”
“I like when you touch me,” she protested.
“Then I’ll touch you while you touch yourself,” he said easily, bringing his hands up and covering her ample tits. He felt her nipples harden under his palms even though he hadn’t even directly stimulated them.
“Oh, shit! Okay. But I expect you to reciprocate.”
“You want to watch me stroke my cock?” he asked, purposely being crude.
“Yes.”
“Only if I get to come all over your tits,” he told her.
She smiled up at him. “Deal.”
His dick jolted inside her once more, as if it had a mind of its own and had heard what she’d said and thoroughly agreed.
“Now, Reese. I need you to come on me.”
She moved one of her hands down her body until she was touching her clit. Her hips bucked as she began to rub herself.
It was one of the most carnal and erotic things Spike had ever had the pleasure of seeing. Reese squirming in his grasp while he felt every twitch of her inner muscles. The world literally could’ve come to an end right then and there, and he wouldn’t have noticed. His entire focus and attention was on the beautiful sight of Reese’s fingers working her clit. Her knuckles rhythmically brushed against his belly as she pleasured herself.
“I’m close,” she gasped after a very short period of time. But she didn’t need to tell him, he knew. He could tell by the way she was strangling his dick. By the way her hips attempted to thrust upward, with little luck because of how he was holding her. By the way her legs widened around him and a pink flush formed on her upper chest.
Keeping his gaze glued to her pussy, Spike pinched her nipples hard.
That did it. Her hand dropped away from her clit and she came with a shout.
Spike’s fingers continued where she’d left off and he forced her orgasm to continue. He would never get enough of the feel of her coming around him. He made a vow right then and there to do this every time they made love. Have her come before him, while he was buried deep inside her body. He’d never felt anything like it.
While she was still coming, he scooted her ass off his lap and back onto the mattress. Then he fucked her. She was even tighter than before, her muscles clenching hard as she came, but she was wetter too, allowing him to thrust fast, brutally, in and out of her channel without hurting her.
His balls drew up even tighter, and Spike mourned the fact that his first time making love with her was almost over. But he couldn’t hold back anymore.
Pushing himself into her as deep as he could, he loosened his iron control and came.
It felt as if he’d never stop. His cock twitched for what seemed like an eternity as he poured his seed into her. He came so much, and so hard, he could feel their combined juices coating his balls as he kept his groin flush against hers. Even when he was done, and no longer hard, Spike refused to pull back. There was no need. He could stay buried inside her for as long as he wanted since there was no condom to deal with. He liked that.