Dangerous Crush (Dangerous Noise 2)

Bigger than three fingers.

He slides his hands around my hips, holding me steady. His eyes fix on mine as he brings our bodies together.

His tip strains against me.

Those damn nerves threaten to take over. I clench up. I dig my nails into my thighs.

His voice is patient. "I've got you."

He drags his hand up my torso to play with my nipples. My eyelids press together. I get lost in the feeling of his calloused fingers on my body. Every brush, every tease, every stroke sends desire straight to my core.

Slowly, I relax.

My legs spread of their own accord.

One inch at a time, he shifts inside me.

Fuck, that's a lot of pressure.

I remind myself to breathe.

Our bodies stay locked together, me sinking into the couch, him on top of me.

Slowly, he shifts deeper.

I let out a sharp exhale.

"Look me in the eyes." Kit's voice is deep and commanding.

I do.

God, the desire in his eyes.

The care in his expression.

I nod keep going.

I hold his gaze as he shifts deeper.

It's a lot of pressure. It hurts. But the feeling of being full, of knowing that's Kit inside me— that outweighs the pain.

Kit plants his hands around my shoulders and brings his body closer. I can feel the weight of him, the warmth of him. I wrap my arms around his back.

And I let go.

He thrusts into me. Slowly at first. Then harder. Bit by bit, the pain slips away.

Until I only feel full.

I only feel good.

I feel like the universe is exactly where it should be.

One of my hands goes to his hair. God, I love the feel of his thick hair in my hands.

I don't have to pull him this time. He leans in to kiss me.

His tongue dances with mine.