“Fuck me,” she pleads, before lifting herself against me, taking me without my permission. I can’t help but smile at her strength and bravery, at her claiming me, instead of the other way around.
Pulling out, I watch her face, as I sink back in, thrusting deep. My hips move quickly. With Nesrin’s soft sighs taking precedence over my desire, I watch, as she winces, each time I slide into her. But she doesn’t ask me to stop; instead, she digs her nails in and pulls me closer. Her lips part, her eyes lock on mine, and a slow smile curves on her face.
“You’re beautiful,” I tell her, honestly. My voice is husky. The words are raw with emotion that wrap themselves around my throat, tightening with each movement.
“I’ve wanted this since I first saw you,” she whispers, as our bodies move. Even though I can see she’s still in pain with every movement, she allows me to fuck her harshly.
I reach between us, circling her clit, teasing her with my fingers. Her body pulses around mine. I’m sure she won’t find her release since it’s her first time, but I slow my movements with every taunt of my thumb.
“Fuck, Damien,” she begs when I pinch the hardened nub between my fingers. Her body clamps down on my shaft, sucking me into her heat.
“I can’t hold out.”
“Come,” she orders me, but I don’t think she realizes just what she’s saying. “I want you. I want all of you.”
I pull out suddenly, sitting back on my heels, I jerk the condom from my dick and fist myself. Nesrin’s eyes widen at my movements before she locks her gaze on my cock. I stroke my shaft, back and forth—once, twice—on the third stroke, I shoot my release over her mound, coating her stomach and thighs.
I wanted to come inside her. To find pleasure in her body, but I couldn’t do it when she was in pain. It’s going to take her time to get used to my size, and I’ll gladly practice with her every day until she finds her own release when I’m inside her.
But, for now, that was everything I ever wanted and more. Looking up, I stare at her expression, trying to make out what she’s feeling, but Nesrin hides her emotions right when I need to read her.
“I’m sticky,” she mumbles, gently swiping my arousal from her stomach, and doing something that only makes my cock jolt in appreciation. She presses her wet fingers to her tongue and licks my seed from both digits.
“Fuck.”
“I like the taste of you,” she whispers, with a shy smile on her face.
“I like watching you taste me,” I tell her, with a grin that’s not normally something I offer anyone. I haven’t felt happy or at peace for a long time. Years have come and passed, and the heartbreak of seeing my family fall apart stole my teenage years from me. But as I settle beside Nesrin, pulling the comforter over us, I watch her nestle in the crook of my arm, and I’m not sure I can ever let her go now.
My father won’t be happy. I know he’ll lose his shit the moment he gets back, and I tell him what my plans are, but he’ll have to live with it because she’s mine.
And after tonight, I’m never letting her go.
“Thank you,” Nesrin says softly, dragging me from the thoughts that have taken hold of me. “I like this.”
“I told you, wild rose, you’re mine.” I want to tell her more, something so much more than just the words I’ve uttered previously, but it’s not the right time. “Thank you for waiting for me.”
She giggles, the sound melodic and heartwarming. “I didn’t wait for you,” she tells me confidently. “I was waiting for the right man.”
“Are you trying to tell me I’m not the right man?”
Nesrin rolls her eyes in indignation, but the smile on her face makes everything right. I know we’re meant to be. I can see it in the way we find our happiness with each other. She silences my demons when she needs to, but she also plays with them when they seek her out.
“Can I sleep now?” she sasses me. “Tomorrow is going to be a long day.” She’s right. I nod, pulling her into me, as we settle on the bed and look up at the stars. They twinkle down at us, reminding me just how insignificant we are. But our folks arrive home in a couple of days, so I need to make the most of the time I have with her before they return.
In the darkness, we find solace. She’s my ocean—deep and endless—and I want to drown in her. Nothing compares to being beside her. And I know if she walks away, I’ll break.