“Goddamn, you feel good.” Then I can’t wait any longer and surge forward, sinking the rest of my length inside her. Her shout of surprise and pain has me jerking back in shock to make sure she’s okay. “Val, what’s wrong? Are you okay?”
She grits her teeth and nods quickly. “I just need a second. You’re just so big and…” She swallows hard. “It’s my first time.”
“Oh god.” My knees nearly buckle at the statement. “Fuck, I should have been more careful.” Wrapping my arms around her, I close my eyes. “You feel so good, babe. So tight and perfect,” I groan as her muscles clench around me. “I’ve got you, just breathe.”
Everything in me is screaming to thrust. I want to pump into her like an animal, but I can’t do that. At least not this first time. Instead, I grind against her gently, rubbing her clit. After a few moments, she begins to relax and her muscles’ death grip eases.
Easing out of her just a little, I rock back into her and grind on her clit again. This pulls a moan out of the both of us, and I know she’s okay. Every time I pull out, I go a little farther, so my strokes become longer and more sure. Soon she’s gripping my hair and asking for it harder.
Those words are like gasoline to my flame, and I make sounds I’ve never made before. Something inside of me is taking over and all I want to do is own every inch of her. She’s mine in every way, and now that I know I was her first, I’ll be her one and only.
With the thought of having her forever, I feel her pussy squeeze me. Her nails score my shoulders as she cries out and cums on my dick. I close my eyes tight, doing my best not to fall over the edge with her, and it’s all I can do not to blow my load.
“Fuck,” I gasp, pinning her to the tile. “Fuck, I’m close.”
“Don’t,” she pleads as her legs tighten around me. “I want to feel it.”
“Babe.” I try to protest, but it’s useless. Every inch of my dick wants to put cum in her.
“Please.”
She doesn’t even finish the word before I’m going off. It’s like a punch to the gut and the secret to life all at once. I groan as my cock throbs, and I cling to her as I close my eyes and experience the most intense orgasm of my life.
I love you.
I’m not sure if I say the words out loud, but it’s the only thing I can think as my soul entwines its way around Valerie’s.
Chapter Thirteen
Valerie
As I wake up, my first thought is that I’m naked. Not only that but there’s a massive hand settled at the juncture of my thighs. Tidas has his other hand on my boob. Even his legs are tangled up in mine, and he’s wrapped around me like ivy. I’m enjoying it way more than I should be, and I smile when I think I could get used to this.
My body is all too aware of the fact that my ass is pressed up against his hard cock, and it makes my sex clench. There is a dull ache between my thighs from last night, but my body doesn’t care. I’m ready for more.
I lie there debating what I should do right now. I can see the sun peeking in under the curtains letting me know that it’s morning. It’s Saturday, and I need to get to the shop. I shift a little to see if it’s possible to try and wiggle out of Tidas’s hold, but his hand on my boob tightens a fraction even as his deep, slow breathing lets me know he’s still out.
I smirk, thinking that I wore him out. Actually I think he wore himself out. Tidas dominated and controlled everything last night. I was moved around like a doll, and it was hot as hell as we’d gone at it several times.
After the shower, we moved to the bed, and then later he woke me in the middle of the night with his mouth. I all but begged him to take me again. He tried to say no and that I was going to be sore, but I ended up luring him inside me.
That might have been one of the hottest parts about last night. While Tidas was in full control, I could still get him to bend for me. Watching him have an inner battle and then losing that battle to give me what I was begging for was so powerful. I could really fall for this man. Hard.
Who am I kidding? I already have.
“Oh god,” I whisper when I recall how I’d begged him to cum inside of me. What the hell was I thinking? I remember him asking to take me bare and saying he’d pull out. Then I begged him not to. He must think I’m crazy. Then again, he’d done it. I hadn’t begged for it the second time. Or the third. He’d done that one all by himself.