Renegade Hearts (Rebels of Sandland 1)

He groaned and then I felt him pull out of me before sliding back in slowly. He started to circle his hips and thrust, and each time he did felt better than the last.

I held him close as he rocked into me and I angled my hips, so I could mirror his movements.

“That’s it, baby.” He moaned as I tilted my hips to take him in deeper. “Holy fuck.”

The swell of love I felt for him in that moment as he thrust inside me was so overwhelming, I couldn’t get enough. Our bodies worked together; grinding, rubbing, and sending us both to the edge to eventually fall off that cliff. We were panting, gasping for breath as we clung to each other. I wrapped my legs tightly around him and he held my thigh as he pounded into me more forcefully than before. He was coming undone.

“Harder, Ry. Please,” I begged, and he moved his hand from my thigh to reach between us and rub over my clit. In seconds I was coming hard, clamping down on his cock and crying out with the intensity of the pleasure. This was stronger than the other orgasms. It was powerful and as I rode wave after wave of ecstasy I shuddered, clinging to him as he continued to rock into me.

“Jesus. Fuck,” he cried out and then groaned. I felt him thicken and from the erratic way he moved I guessed he was coming too.

I never expected my first time to be as special as it had been. I was fully prepared for some kind of horror story or let down, judging from what Liv and all the other girls at school had talked about. But with Ryan, it was perfect. He was perfect. I was so glad I’d waited to find him.

My person.

My soul mate.

My whole world.

We lay together, catching our breath. Ryan’s body pinned me to the mattress, but I didn’t care. I liked feeling the weight of him on me. I loved hearing him breathless because of me. Once we’d steadied our breathing, he whispered, “We’re gonna be doing that a lot from now on.”

I laughed.

“I’ll be holding you to that.”

When he pulled out of me, I sighed. I didn’t like feeling empty again. He sat up and pulled the condom off then strolled off to his bathroom giving me a superb view of his gorgeous ass. When he came back he had a wash cloth in his hand and he knelt down and started to clean me.

“What are you doing?” I wriggled slightly. I felt sore, but his warm cloth was helping.

“I made you all dirty so I’m cleaning you up. I would take you into the shower, but I think you need a rest.” He winked up at me and I shook my head, smiling.

“I should shower…” I raised my hands up and yawned. “But I’ll do it later.”

He leant down and placed a kiss over my most sensitive spot and said, “I’m sorry I hurt you, but for the record, I really enjoyed it.”

“Are you talking to my vagina?” I laughed looking down at him.

“Yes. Your pussy is my new best friend.”

“Oh my God. I just can’t. You’re unbelievable.” I covered my face with the shame.

“I know. You love me though.”

“I do. So much.”

He threw the cloth to the floor and crawled back up the bed, pulling me into him, and before I knew it we were both fast asleep.

I woke up feeling the weight of Ryan’s arms wrapped tightly around my waist and the heat from his body as it cocooned mine. I didn’t want to move and wake him up. I wanted to lie here for as long as I could and savour this moment. Staying as still as I could, I listened to his steady breaths, feeling them dance across the back of my neck. I felt the rise and fall of his chest against my back and despite everything that’d happened, I felt safe.

I knew today was going to bring a whole new set of challenges and headaches my way, but this was how I wanted to wake up every day; in the arms of the man I loved, feeling cherished and adored.

He began to stir behind me and when he kissed my neck and started to stroke my hair, I reached my hand up to cup his face.

“Good morning, beautiful,” he said, nuzzling into my hair, pulling me further into him. I wriggled my ass and he groaned. “I could get used to this every morning.”

“Me too,” I replied, pushing my ass into him and feeling how hard he was.

His hands started roaming, stroking over my thighs in a lazy massage and then he pulled my leg up and back, so that I was more open for him. His breath was becoming ragged and when he ran his fingers along my pussy, he moaned. I was wet, and even though I still felt sore from last night, I wanted him more than anything.