Our eyes met. “You trust me?” he asked.
He was the only person I did trust.
“I need to hear you say it.”
Goddamn, Deck. “Yeah. I trust you.”
He gave a curt nod and then he lifted me up, placing me further up on the bed. His heat covered me again and I instinctively wrapped my legs around him while he teased me with the tip of his cock before he rubbed it against my opening. Then he flexed his hips forward and he slipped inside.
His eyes never left me as he edged in further. I closed my eyes at the unfamiliar intrusion.
“Relax.” It was an order and I wanted to smack him, but instead, I did exactly like he wanted and my thigh muscles loosened.
He pushed further in and I moaned at the discomfort and the pleasure. His fingers began playing with me again and the tension in my belly started to build. Soon, it was me arching and pushing him in further.
I’d gotten myself off numerous, okay, thousands of times, but having Deck inside me and the pressure, the pulsating—it was completely different. Overpowering. Jesus, Deck was overpowering.
He lowered his mouth over mine and I sighed, loving the harsh assault. Then his hips shot forward and my cry vibrated into his mouth.
Holy hell, it was like a knife just ripped through me. I tried to get away. I wanted him out of me; it was uncomfortable and hurt and I didn’t like it.
But Deck remained still on top of me and kissed me. Then when I stopped fighting, he trailed kisses over my face. “That’s it. Breathe.” He caressed my hair and it was the sweetest gesture I ever had from Deck. I leaned into him and closed my eyes, letting my body adjust to the thickness of his cock deep inside.
“You good?”
I still throbbed but it wasn’t as bad now and when his finger started playing with me again, the pain and discomfort was replaced with pulsating and building. I tilted my pelvis and he got the hint, moving slowly and steadily inside me.
“Baby,” I moaned as he slipped in and out, wetness clinging to him.
He lifted up on his hands on either side of me and then pulled out further and pushed hard in again. I groaned as a wave of need catapulted into me; it was like a mini-orgasm.
He did it again and the sensation of his rough thrust into my velvet softness had me meeting his movements so our bodies slapped into one another.
“Fuck.” Deck pumped faster when I met his need with my own.
I held onto his arms. “Harder.”
He did. Again and again. I screamed as the wave of sensations took my body and threw it off the ledge. I was falling and Deck just kept going, pushing, shoving then suddenly he groaned as he thrust deep one last time.
I lay beneath him for several seconds, taking in what just happened. “Epic,” I breathed in a rough whisper.
His body quivered and the strain in his face was gone as he stared at me as if I was a stranger.
I raised my hand and stroked the side of his face. “Baby?”
He turned his head and kissed my palm then rolled off me and got up. He walked into the bathroom then came back, unabashed by his state of nakedness.
He stopped by the bed and looked down at me. I felt the tension; it was as if a cold veil had descended over him. He picked up his jeans and slid them on. “Your back okay?”
“It’s fine, Deck. They were minor cuts, not a big deal.” Kai was insistent on making sure they were minor, unlike Tanner’s that first year.
His brows drew lower over his eyes. I didn’t think he liked that answer. He didn’t say anything for a few seconds and then he said, “You’re telling me fuckin’ everything.”
I sat up.
A sliver of fear made its way through my satisfied body and I grabbed the sheet to cover myself, not from discomfort but because I was chilly. All the heat had left me and the blood in my veins was running cold.
He ran his hand over the top of his head. Shit. He looked—edgy. Then his eyes met mine again. A shiver coursed down my spine at his rigid, determined eyes. “You just give yourself to me?”
I didn’t know where he was going with this, but I nodded. “Yeah.”
He paused as if thinking on his next words. It wasn’t often Deck hesitated; he was direct and honest, no need to be careful with his words. “You understand what that means?”
“Not really.” Because I had no clue what was going on in his head right now. We had sex. Deck broke his word to my brother, and I had some serious lies he was still digesting.
“You should’ve before you spread your legs for me.”