Filthy Scrooge

Instead, I’d just drowned in my sorrows here.

Tonight, I was drowning in something far better.

I pulled my jeans down enough to free my aching cock and sheathed myself as fast as possible with my shaking hands.

Those impossible eyes were slumberous with the aftereffects of her orgasms, but there was a brightness there too. I didn’t know exactly what it meant.

I moved closer, lined us up, and teased her lips. Christ, they were still pulsing as I slowly sunk into her.

So hot.

So slick and perfect.

So tight. I frowned as her eyes went glassy with pain and she tensed.

“Kay?”

“Keep going.”

“Keep going?” I frowned.

Her legs came up and around my hips as she pulled me inside her and she shouted.

“Oh God.” My shoulders locked. That wasn’t a scream of pleasure.

“Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop. I couldn’t bear it.”

I collapsed onto her, bracing myself on my forearms. “How long has it been?”

She closed her eyes.

“Miss Kane,” I said on a near growl.

“Not here, don’t say Miss Kane now.” Her voice broke.

“Kay.” I forced my voice to soften even as my raging erection sent signals to my lizard brain that had nothing with sweet and slow.

“Forever,” she said in a voice so low I almost didn’t catch it.

“Forever as in a long time and I’m exaggerating, or…”

“Never.”

I touched my forehead to hers. “Why didn’t you say anything?”

She turned her face away.

“No way. You don’t get to turn away from me when I’m deep inside you.”

A tear rolled down her cheek and my chest constricted. “No. I’m not mad. I just would have made it better for you.”

“You would have stopped.”

I leaned back enough to nudge her chin back to face me. “I don’t know about that, but you didn’t give me a chance to find out.”

She tried to curl into herself, but that wasn’t going to happen. Now that I knew what I was dealing with, I could adjust and take my time with her. Even if it might kill me in the process.

I leaned down to press my lips to hers. Aggression and the urge to take was so close to the surface. That no one had ever been inside her other than me was enough to drag a caveman part of me to the surface. One that I wasn’t even aware of owning.