“You feel so good,” she whispered near his ear, just before she bit it. “I want to know what it’s like to have you inside me, Rafe. Please. Please show me now.”
Christ. She was going wild for him and she hadn’t a clue what she was doing. How her innate reactions were driving him on. Making him want to forget all thoughts of being careful and in control.
Reaching for the bedside table, he opened the drawer and dug around inside, pulling out a condom. He reared up on his knees, watching her move restlessly as he tore open the wrapper and rolled the condom on his aching cock.
“You’re beautiful,” she whispered, staring at him unabashedly. “And rather…large.”
He burst out laughing, pleased with her frank assessment. There was a hint of fear lurking in her gaze, but it seemed overshadowed by lust, and he went with that. Hoping like hell he didn’t hurt her too badly.
Because he would hurt her—he’d heard that enough from those he knew who’d taken virgins. It was a painful process, but one that was necessary, so at the very least he could be careful and take his time when he first entered her.
Damn. He couldn’t wait to be inside her and make her truly his.
“Cat.” She met his gaze when he said her name, a little smile curving her swollen lips. Unable to resist, he kissed her, pleased at how easily she opened for him. “The first time I push inside…I’m going to hurt you.”
She slowly shook her head. “I don’t care. It’ll be a good pain.”
He frowned. “What do you mean?”
“The pain will signify that I gave myself to you completely. That I belong to you.” She ran her hands up his chest, brushing over his nipples, and he released a shuddering breath. “I can’t wait to truly belong to you, Rafe.”
That did it. All this talk of taking and possessing and belonging was his undoing. He gripped the base of his cock and guided himself as carefully as he could toward her entry, slipping just the head inside her, wanting to let her grow used to the feel of him. She sank her teeth into her lower lip, her eyes shuttering closed, and he stared at her for a moment, overcome by her beauty.
Overcome by the fact that this woman was his.
She sucked in a harsh breath, her hips lifting, which sent him inside her a few inches deeper. Her eyes flew open and met his, and he saw the pain etched across her face.
“You’re so big, it hurts,” she whispered, wiggling beneath him, a whimper escaping her when he sunk deeper. “Please, Rafe. Get it over with.”
Shit. Get it over with? He didn’t want their first experience to be like this. “Cat, I swear I don’t want to hurt you…”
“Stop.” She rested her hand on his cheek, her fingers smoothing over his skin. “It’s not that. I just—I want you to push inside me. Quick. Get the painful part of this experience over with.”
Sweat dripped on his brow as he restrained himself. Her touch, the heat of her body, the wet velvet sensation of her mysterious depths was nearly doing him in and he wasn’t even all the way inside her. “Are you sure?”
“Yes.” She nodded, smiling despite the pain. “Please. Do it.”
He rocked into her, sliding deeper, deeper still, until he couldn’t go any farther. She bit her lips, her eyes squeezing shut as she tried to stifle her cries, but it was no use. The agonized sound that tore out of her ripped his heart.
Pushing her hair away from her forehead, he cradled her, not moving, wanting her to adjust to him being fully inside her. She shifted beneath him, her inner walls constricting around his length, and the familiar tingling at the base of his spine was already forming, threatening he could orgasm at any moment.
If they kept this up, he’d be coming like an untried boy. Ending this experience before it ever really began.
No way he could let that happen.
“Are you all right?” he asked.