Second Chance Vow

I knew right then and there I would never be able to go without him. He was my always and forever.

Licking his lips, he leaned in to kiss me. The second his tongue touched mine, my back pushed further into the mattress. My legs spread wider for him while he placed all his weight on his arms that were cradling my face.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Kinley. How did I get so lucky to have another one of your firsts?” He started to place gentle kisses down my cleavage and toward my nipple, sucking one into his mouth as his hand caressed the other.

Chills ran up and down my spine as my back arched off the bed, wanting more, and he happily obliged. I could feel his erection on my wet core, and he purposely moved his hips, grinding against my heat, and creating a delicious tingling that I felt all over.

I moaned, already falling apart which earned me a forceful yet tender caress of his hand against my clit. He manipulated my bundle of nerves, and within seconds my legs began to shake, and I couldn’t keep my eyes open.

“Eyes on me, sweetness.”

I opened them as he effortlessly made his way down my body. Once his face was in between my legs, he pushed his fingers into my opening and sucked my clit into his mouth in a back and forth motion.

My hands immediately gripped his hair, and he grunted in satisfaction. I couldn’t take it anymore. The room started spinning and my breathing became erratic.

“Ah … mmm…” was all I could manage as I exploded on his tongue in a mind-blowing orgasm.

The next thing I knew he was kissing me, and I tasted myself all over his mouth. He knew my body better than I did, spending hours upon hours exploring it until he’d memorized every last curve and what I liked.

I heard a rustling of some sort and opened my eyes to see that he was opening a condom, but I stopped him.

“I’m on the pill.”

He arched an eyebrow.

“I’ve been on it for the last two months, wanting to be prepared for this moment. I don’t want anything between us, Christian. I want my first time to be skin on skin with you.”

“I’ve never gone raw before, Kinley.”

I smiled wide, feeling this surge of emotion tear through my veins. “Then I’m taking one of your firsts too.”

He slammed his mouth onto mine, giving me exactly what I craved, and placed the tip of his dick at my opening.

“I love you,” he whispered in between kissing me.

“I love you too. More than anything,” I murmured, not breaking our kiss and eye contact.

I moved my hips, beckoning him to keep going, yet still, he didn’t move an inch, and I started to worry.

However, when I felt his hand move lower toward my clit again, I began to relax. His fingers played my over-stimulated nub, and seconds later he slowly eased his way inside me. The sensations of his fingers replaced the uncomfortable feeling of his thrusts.

I was done for.

There would be no coming back from him.

I was his.

Exactly the way I wanted.

“Are you okay?” he groaned into my mouth.

“Hmm…”

“You’re so fucking tight, so fucking good. You were made for me, baby.”

—Christian—

Nothing compared or even came close to the feeling of Kinley on my cock. This was more than just sex, more than just two bodies coming together, more than anything I’d ever experienced before.

This was her.

Mine.

I patiently moved in inch by inch, trying to take her as slowly as I could, wanting to cherish her the way she deserved. I hated hearing about her mother and the things that woman had put her through.

If I’d ever met her, I wouldn’t be able to hold back from telling her she was a sorry ass excuse of a mother.

Shaking away the thought, I wanted to focus on the present and the feeling of Kinley wrapped around me for the first time.

“Almost there, baby.” I thrust in a little more. “I love you,” I reminded, wanting to give her a bit of comfort.

“Mmmm…” was all she could reply.

“There,” I whispered, nuzzling her neck. “I’m inside of you, sweetness. Can you feel me?”

“Yes…”

Not stopping the friction of my fingers against her clit, I uttered, “There’s my girl.”

I moved my fingers faster while gradually thrusting in and out of her.

She was so fucking tight.

So fucking wet.

So fucking perfect.

My thumb brushed against her cheek, and she smiled as I kissed the tip of her nose, thrusting a little faster. I grabbed the back of her neck to keep our eyes locked.

My forehead hovered above hers as we caught our breaths, trying to find a unison rhythm. My thrusts became harder and rougher, her body responding to everything I was giving.

What I was taking…

Claiming.

Her eyes dilated in pleasure but also in pain, and I immediately lapped at her breasts, unable to stop myself from devouring her.