Lifting me slightly with a hand on my hip, he pressed the tip back inside my entrance, his eyes trained on where he was pushing inside again. I frowned when he withdrew, but then it made sense as he thrust carefully, making slightly more ground than he had previously.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he hissed. “I’m going as slowly as I can, baby. If I hurt you, tell me.”
Dropping my mouth onto his, I whispered against his lips, “You’re not hurting me.”
On the following withdrawal, he thrust his tongue into my mouth at the same time as he bucked his hips. This move resulted in half of his length being buried inside me, and I had to squeeze his shoulder to get him to pause.
“I need a second,” I breathed, flicking his upper lip with the tip of my tongue.
Pulling his head back, he studied my face and then lowered his head and sucked my nipple into his mouth. I already knew I liked this, but when he pulled back and blew over the tip, making it and the muscles in my abdomen tighten, I found a new thing I knew I wanted to repeat every time we did this.
“I can feel you clenching around me, baby,” he said softly just before he gave the other nipple the same attention. “You’re so tight, it feels like you’re squeezing the life out of me.”
Now that the stinging feeling had passed, I raised up slightly, dragging my walls over his length and shivering at how good it felt. When I got to the tip, I dropped down, embedding more of his cock inside me.
Grabbing my hip to stop my movements, he hissed, “Shit, Tana, don’t do that. You’ll hurt yourself.”
“I need all of you,” I moaned. “Please.”
I never thought I’d have it in me to voice what I needed during sex, especially with Remy, but here I was, being not only being vocal but also taking control at times. Sex really did make you lose your mind. At least I’d gotten that part right in the books.
In a move that was so quick I wouldn’t have been able to do it myself, Remy had me on my back with his hips between my legs. Cupping my face in his hands, he stared into my eyes as he withdrew and then rolled his hips to push back inside. Slowly he worked himself inside me until his balls hit my ass, and he clenched his eyes shut tightly.
I couldn’t stop my hips from shifting if I tried. To be brutally honest, I think the only way for it to happen would be for me to be under anesthetic.
“I’m your first, aren’t I?” he eventually asked, his eyes opening to look back at me with an expression I’d never seen on his face before. I’d seen him look softly at Toby and me, but this was something different altogether.
“Yes.” My voice was so small I wasn’t sure he’d heard me, but then he pushed up onto his hands on either side of my head.
“I’m your only, aren’t I, Tana?”
I’d tell him he was my liver if it’d get him to move.
Still, why lie to the guy? “Of course you are.”
“Because you’re mine, aren’t you?”
My head had tipped back on his last thrust into me, but at his question, I lowered it so I could glare at him. “Are you mine?”
“Have been since the second you started working here, baby.”
I’d been working on the ranch for nineteen months now but rounding it up to two years was more straightforward when people asked, and I’d never seen or heard of him being with a woman. That’s why it’d been such a blow and a shock when he’d come home with Toby, and I’d realized he’d had someone in his life. Doing the math, it’d ended when I’d begun working on the ranch, giving credence to what he was saying.
On a sharp thrust of his hips, he repeated, “You’re mine, aren’t you?”
He didn’t give me a chance to answer before he withdrew and punched his hips forward, the force of the thrust jerking me on the bed.
“Yes,” I cried. “Just yours.”
The withdrawals and thrusts sped up until I was just about to come. He must have known I’d cry out because he slammed his mouth on top of mine and swallowed my cry as I came, my walls clenching down around his cock and pushing him over the edge with me.
Far from being the awkward situation I’d heard it was from my friends, Remy continued kissing me, the pressure of his mouth gentling as he moved slowly in and out still. Finally, he reached between us to hold the condom in place as he withdrew from me completely.
“I’m going to get tested, and you’re going to get on birth control. I don’t want anything between us.”