He murmured words of encouragement and then I felt it. A second finger was pushing inside me, opening me up.
I whimpered in pain and he froze, staring up at me. He’d draped my thighs over his shoulders. I blushed at how intimate it was. How hot he looked, his eyes glazed with lust for me.
Connor DeWitt was officially chowing down on my box. And the man was in it to win it. He wasn’t shy about it. He was just… having at me.
Like I was a giant steak and he hadn’t eaten in a week.
“Sweetheart?”
“Ah- yes?”
“Fuck. Is this- has anyone done this to you before?”
“No.”
“No to which part?”
“No to… any of it.”
He cursed and rolled away. He covered his eyes with his arm, breathing heavily.
“Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck.”
I rolled towards him and laid a hand on his chest. He flinched and slowly took my hand, moving it away and setting in on the bed beside him.
“Careful Case. I’m barely holding on. You should- oh God I cant believe I’m saying this- you should put some clothes on.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m going to hurt you. I won’t mean to. But you are so small and I am- I need to take a cold shower or something.”
I snuggled up to him, laying my chin on his shoulder. I slid my leg up along his and he groaned like he was in agony.
“I don’t want to put my clothes on. I don’t want you to stop.”
He moaned and I watched in fascination as his cock actually moved up and down in his briefs. All by itself. I reached out to touch it and he caught my wrist.
“Casey-“
“You were my first kiss.”
He held perfectly still except his hand slid against mine, rubbing my palm.
“I was?”
“Yes.”
He cursed and his cock flexed again. This time he didn’t stop me when I reached out to trace it through his shorts.
“Don’t you want me to be my first everything?”
“Yes. Fuck yes.”
“Why don’t you finish what you started?”
He moaned and turned to stare at me.
“Sweetheart, I’m not going to be able to go slow- you deserve-“
I pressed a kiss to his stomach and he hissed the air out of his lungs.
“I deserve what?”
“Someone who can control themselves, not a wild fucking animal.”
“I like animals.”
That was it. I gasped as the bed shook. If I had even blinked I might have missed it. I might have missed him literally pouncing on my body. He was tugging his shorts down as he threw my legs apart.
Then I felt him against me. There. His bare cock was sliding up and down against me. It felt good.
SO good.
“I can’t stop now sweetheart. I’m sorry.”
He grunted as the tip of his cock slipped inside me.
“Ohhh…”
He kissed me passionately, his tongue stroking mine as he sunk a little further in.
“Open for me sweetheart… try to relax… Jesus Christ, it’s too much. It shouldn’t feel this good.”
I felt my body clench on him and he moaned like a man who was being tortured. His chest skimmed my nipples as he flinched away from me.
“Did I hurt you?”
He laughed but it sounded strained. He cupped my cheek and pressed a soft kiss against my lips.
“No sweetheart. You might kill me with pleasure though. I want to- fuck! I want to move.”
“Move?”
“Yes. Oh my fucking God you are so tight… I want to-“
I circled my hips against him experimentally.
“Like this?”
He squeezed his eyes shut like he was in pain again. I was hurting him.
“Conn-“
“Shhhh… it’s okay. I’m fine. I just. Let me try to do this nice and slow.”
“Okay… but I want to move too.”
He cursed and pulled out slightly. Then he came back in and we both moaned. He kissed me and did it again. And again.
Each time he seemed to get a little further inside me.
“So sweet. So tight.”
His hands gripped my hips and he pushed a little harder. I gasped as I was stretched open on his shaft. He was… thicker than I was.
By a lot.
“Conn?”
His hips were moving faster now- and he wasn’t being as gentle. It hurt a little. And then he withdrew and pushed into me. Hard.
“Ow!”
“Oh God… I’m sorry Case, I can’t stop. It’s too late- fuck- uhhh- nothing could make me stop-“
He held my hips down as he worked his cock in and out of me, going all the way in with each stroke. The pain was starting to subside. There was so much pressure. I was so stretched open for him. I felt like I was reaching for something, just out of reach.
He leaned back without stopping the relentless motion of his cock. In and out. In and out. Hard and fast. I could hear his ragged breathing as he kissed my neck and then lower. He licked the line of my cleavage, pulling a nipple into his mouth and sucking.
I arched off the bed as my body shattered into a million pieces of light.