He groaned at the same time she moaned.
The pain wasn’t there. It was weird. She felt full and yet needy. She wanted him to start moving, to thrust inside her.
“You’re ready for me to fuck you?” he asked.
“I … yes. Please, James.”
He pulled out of her, taking his time, so achingly slowly it made her whimper.
When he thrust back inside her, he did that slowly as well, driving her crazy.
“I feel you, baby. You want me to fuck you, don’t you? To make it so good.”
“Please, James.” She wasn’t above begging.
Something was building inside her, and as he pulled out only to slam back in, it made her ache for more.
“Yes, like that. Please don’t stop. Please.”
“I love the sound of your begging, Abby. You’ll always beg for me. I promise you. You’ll want for nothing. I’ll give you everything.”
He grabbed her hands, placing them beside her head, holding her down.
“Watch me fuck you, Abby. See how you take my dick.”
Glancing down between them, she couldn’t help the moan that spilled from her lips. His cock was slick with her own arousal, and seeing him thrust within her drove her higher.
Arching her pelvis up, she needed that friction, fighting for more.
“Yes. Yes. Yes.”
James picked up the tempo. He wasn’t going slowly anymore. He started to drive inside her, pounding away.
The sound of their pants, as well as the slamming of the headboard against the wall, filled the air.
Nothing else mattered in that moment.
She only wanted James, to feel that peak once again.
“You’re so close,” he said. One of his hands released her, and she felt it between her thighs, teasing her.
The moment he touched her clit, she hurtled toward another orgasm. He threw her over the edge, and as she did, he took her harder, rougher, if that was even possible. She felt him so deep inside her, hitting to the point of almost pain, but it was so good. She didn’t want it to end.
“Oh, fuck, that feels so good. You’ve got the nicest pussy I’ve ever been in. So damn good.” He slammed inside her one final time, and she felt the kick of his cock along with the pulse of his release as he filled her.
His orgasm seemed to go on forever, and it set off another mini-orgasm within her.
So good.
So right.
She belonged to him. It was clear to her now.
****
James stared down into Abby’s sleeping face. She looked so peaceful. Stroking some of her hair back, he allowed himself the pleasure of just watching her.
She was stunning, no doubt about it.
He’d also worn her out.
After taking her virginity, he’d carried her to the bathroom and washed the last traces of her blood from her flesh. By the time he got back to the bedroom, Drake had already dealt with the sheets.
They were long gone.
James had brought her back to bed and made love to her. This time, he’d been slow, allowing her body to become accustomed to the new pleasure he’d given her.
“You’re something else entirely, sweet Abby.”
Climbing out of bed, he made his way down to the kitchen. He expected to see Drake there, but he was nowhere to be found.
“Drake?”
“I’m in here.”
James walked into the laundry room, and there Drake was.
He held a sheet in his hand. “The stain won’t come out.”
“Get rid of the sheets then,” James said.
“What was it like?” Drake asked.
“You were there. You saw.”
“I heard the pain she was in as well.”
“And how did that make you feel?” James asked.
This was the first time a woman had been close to them. Not only had she been in his bed, but Abby didn’t even know that he was in a relationship with Drake.
“I wanted to make you stop. I wanted to help her.”
“I hated myself,” James said, speaking up after a few seconds’ pause.
“You did?”
“Yes. Hearing her cry out in pain. I didn’t want to hurt her. I never want to hurt her.”
“You’ve got feelings for her?”
“Don’t be stupid. Abby’s a means to an end. It doesn’t mean we can’t have fun.”
“She’s falling for you,” Drake said. “And you can deny it all you want. I know for a fact you like her.”
“Oh, yeah, why’s that?”
“You brought her to our room.” Drake chuckled. “I saw everything. She’s exquisite. I’m not angry with you if you change your mind. There’s more to Abby, and you know it.”
“She wants you,” James said, not denying that when it came to Abby, he was locked in a bitter battle between taking her and dumping her.
“You’re not jealous.”
“Why would I be jealous of something I want? To see you and Abby together. Both of you fucking, taking pleasure from each other and I get to see that. To feel it. You’ll both turn that attention to me, and I for one can’t fucking wait. I want that.” He stepped up close to Drake and decided it was time to make a commitment. “We can make this work.”