Slowly, he removed his jeans and slipped his shirt off. He climbed onto the bed and settled between my thighs before I got a good look at his length. We groaned in unison at the flesh on flesh contact. My heart bloomed, loving the feel of his body on mine. The pressure, the weight, the heat of our bodies fusing together was a feeling I couldn’t describe. Finally.
“Kiss me,” I whispered, and he did. God, did he ever. He thrusted his tongue into my mouth, taking me once again for all I had to give. His hands gripped my wrists, keeping them above my head where I was unable to touch him. Being restrained and wrestling against his hold was something I never thought I’d like, but it did things to my head that caused me to surrender to his every whim. Rolling my hips up in a wave, I moved so I could feel his hard length sliding against my inner thigh before it leisurely stroked my sex. I sighed breathlessly at the contact.
“Please, give me more.”
“I am trying not to hurt you,” he mumbled against my lips. His elbows were propped near my ears, caging me in. I felt safe and secure in his embrace and I couldn’t imagine him actually causing me pain.
I whimpered, rolling a bit harder and slower again. I was rewarded with a sexy, deep groan and a thrust against my pussy. Fuck. Kova did this to me. He made my body want him in ways I never thought possible.
“If we are going to do this, we are going to do it my way. Got it?”
I nodded frantically. “Yes.”
“Are you sure?”
My heart raged against my chest at the thought of losing my virginity tonight. He slid his bare length over the seam of my vagina and I inhaled with a gasp, nodding. I was soaking wet, and now he was covered in me.
A vibration rattled from Kova’s chest against mine. The weight of his body and the muscle underneath his hard frame was exhilarating. To be dominated by such a man took over all rational thoughts.
He placed my hands on the headboard. “Hold on and do not let go. Understand?”
“Yes.”
Kova sat back and fisted his cock in his hand. I finally got a real look and saw little trim hairs at his pelvis that lead to a long, thick shaft. He began stroking himself, slowly twisting his wrist up his length and squeezing the tip that was darker than the rest of him. Just when I thought he couldn’t get any bigger, I watched his length grow. I could never get tired of looking at Kova’s body, it was a work of art. He was sin, a man wild with lust, and I loved that I was the reason for it.
He leaned down and pressed his mouth to mine in a brutally hard kiss, tugging my tongue into his mouth. He slid his dick up and down my slit to coat himself and then pushed in. I flinched. My legs automatically squeezed his waist in pain from the intrusion. No preamble. No teasing. No foreplay. I was ready, but it still burned. And damn it all to hell, it hurt like a motherfucker.
But I didn’t show it.
I couldn’t. He didn’t need to know I was a virgin. Men didn’t like taking someone’s virginity because they assumed emotions were usually attached and that was something I couldn’t let Kova think. The moan that vibrated against my chest from him made it all worth it.
This uncomfortable pressure inside me was foreign and not at all what I imagined it would feel like. My hands gripped the headboard tighter as I fought the searing pain of feeling like I’d been split in two, like a thick steel rod penetrated me. As much as I loved the fact we were finally doing this, I kind of wanted it to be over at the same time. The pain was intensifying.
I wanted to tell him to hang on, tell him to give me a minute so I could adjust to his width, but I didn’t. The only thing I could think to do was start moving my hips to meet his. Even though I didn’t know what I was doing or how, it didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out how to have sex.
Kova’s hands were back on my wrists, gripping them so hard it actually hurt. “So. Fucking. Tight.”
Believe me, I know.
Kova pulled out and thrusted back in, and I swear he hit my cervix at the same time he hit my clit. It was pain and pleasure combined, and for some odd reason it felt surprisingly good.
“Ria…You feel fucking amazing,” he breathed against my neck, spiking my pulse. “Better than I imagined you would.”
“So do you.” I didn’t know what else to say.
“I cannot stop,” a vein throbbed from his neck.
“I don’t want you to.”
“You are so tight,” he said, looking down at our joined bodies as his cock slid back in. “And I am not even in all the way.”
Kova bent down on his elbows and licked a slow wet trail from my collarbone to my ear before taking my earlobe into his mouth.
“It is almost as if you are a virgin,” he whispered before looking at me inquisitively. I froze and clenched around him. He bit my shoulder with a sigh as I tightened more. A hot breath escaped him and his head dropped to my shoulder. Kova growled, squeezing his eyes shut as his pleasure hit me in waves from the vibration in his chest. Our relationship was bound by honesty. I wasn’t going to lie and say I wasn’t a virgin. And if I had omitted something so important, I couldn’t imagine the disappointment he’d feel. So I kissed him seductively hard, putting everything into it. He responded perfectly. There was no way he’d ever know.
Kova groaned when he pulled away, “Fuck, yes.”
Instead of focusing on the searing, stretching and tearing pain, I focused on the bliss of the bite, the hold on my wrists, the way he kissed me, and the weight of his magnificent body pressed against mine. It was just enough pressure to make it feel good, l