Rock-a-Bye, Baby

Just the thought of another man touching what was mine made me want to beat something, or someone, to a pulp. I tamped down those thoughts and focused on Belle. “You smell so fucking delicious,” I mumbled into her skin. My tongue darted out to taste her, and my hungry moan mixed with her needy one. “I have the feeling that your pussy is going to be even sweeter.” I nipped at her collar bone. “Are you wet, baby?”

Belle sucked in a breath as her hands traveled up into my hair, then she nodded, her chin bumping against my head.

“Hmmm, my mouth is watering at the thought of licking up every drop of your nectar.” She shivered, and her hands clenched in my hair. It seemed my girl was turned on by a filthy mouth. “Then I’m going to fuck you with my tongue until you come at least twice. I want to make sure you’re ready before I give you my big cock.” She whimpered, and I almost came in my damn pants.

The elevator glided to the top floor, and I heard the soft swoosh of the doors as they opened. I took a deep breath before lifting my head and stepping back. I guided Belle’s hands to my shoulders, then swept her up into my arms and carried her through the doors into the foyer of my suite.

Her lips ghosted over my cheek, then skimmed down to my jaw before she lightly nipped at it. I almost stumbled as I hurried towards the bedroom. “Baby, you’ve got to stop,” I growled. “Unless you want me to take you on the ground or up against the nearest wall.”

Belle licked the shell of my ear, then softly blew over it. “What’s wrong with that?” she asked saucily. “I don’t care where my first time is, as long as it’s with you.”

This time, I did stumble, almost dropping her and only managing to catch my balance at the last second. Luckily, we’d reached the bedroom, so I came to a halt and let go of her legs before sliding her body slowly down mine until she was on her feet.

I cupped her face in my hands and stared down at her, something like awe spreading through me. “Your first time?” I echoed.

She blushed furiously and tried to look down, but I held firm. “Well…yes. Does that change things?” she asked, clearly uneasy as she waited for my answer.

“It changes my plan for the night,” I told her honestly, and her face fell. I shook my head. “I didn’t say that right. I meant that I’m going to need to be gentler and more careful with you tonight, baby. As much as I want to bury myself as deep as possible in your hot pussy and fuck you hard until we’re practically one, especially now that I know I’m the only man who will ever be inside you. Fuck, you have no idea what that does to me.” My voice was low and rough as I struggled to hold myself back. It didn’t help that as I spoke, her brown orbs darkened until they were almost black. She licked her lips, and I had to clench my eyes shut for a moment while I tried to compose myself—“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“But what if I want—” I cut her off with a quick kiss.

“Baby, please trust that I will take care of you. I promise that with us, soft and slow will be every bit as amazing as a good, hard fuck.” I grinned when she giggled. “Do you trust me?” I asked after a second.

Belle blinked a few times before a beautiful smile lit up her face. “I do. I don’t know why, since we just met, but I do.”

Chapter 4

Belle

It was probably irresponsible of me to give my virginity to a sexy rock god on the night we met, but c’mon...it’s not like anyone could blame me. Not when I was with Griffith Thorne, and he was looking at me like I was the only woman on the entire planet—while talking about taking me soft and slow. If I hadn’t already been convinced that I was making the right decision, then that would’ve done it for sure.

Lucky for me, my answer seemed to do it for him, too. He ground his hips into mine, and I felt the heat of his hard length as it pressed against my belly. When I realized exactly how big he was, some of my worry must’ve shown in my eyes because Griffith skimmed his lips over mine and whispered, “Hey, now. No getting scared right after you just promised to trust me.”

Slipping my hand between us, I slid it down his chest and six-pack abs and stopped near the button to his jeans. My hand rested just above his dick, and I was close enough to feel the heat it gave off through the denim material. “I’m a little intimidated by your...um...size.”