Playing (Inked Hearts 2)

My heartbeat picks up. We're really doing this.

I watch him fish a condom from the pocket of his jeans. My palms get sweaty. Nerves rise up in my stomach. What if it hurts? What if I'm not good enough?

Miles places his body next to mine. He drags his hand up my leg and strokes my inner thigh. "Relax. You won't do it wrong."

"Okay," I breathe.

He pulls my panties off and presses his lips to my neck.

I groan as his fingers skim my clit.

He scrapes his teeth against my neck. His voice is low, hungry. "Don't hold back. I like you groaning. I like you loud. Turns me on to know it's good for you."

I have no control over my vocalizations. Taking in this experience is about all I can handle.

He sucks on my skin as he moves his fingers closer. Closer. They slide over my sex.

It feels good. We're close to doing this.

Nerves fade away as he rubs me. I take a deep breath and look into his gorgeous blue eyes.

His expression is heavy with need, but it's attentive too. Somehow, I trust him to guide me through this.

I let my eyelids press together and I sink into the bed. Slowly, he slides a finger inside me. He warms me up then it's two fingers. Three. I gasp.

That's intense. It hurts. I dig my nails into his shoulders.

"More?" he asks.

I nod.

He takes his time speeding up, going deeper. The discomfort fades to pleasure. Then it's a lot of pleasure.

Then his thumb is on my clit, stroking me. I groan as my sex clenches. That feels amazing. And the pleasure is building so quickly. With a few more strokes I'm at the edge. About to come.

Then I'm there. All the tension in my sex builds to a fever pitch then it's unwinding, spilling through me. I scream his name as I come.

It takes a moment to catch my breath. I blink my eyes open and stare into Miles's. He's still attentive, but he looks even needier. Like he's desperate to be inside me.

I want that.

I press my hand into his chest. "I want to do this. I'm ready."

He groans something that resembles a yes as he unwraps the condom and slides it on.

No more waiting.

This is happening.

He grabs my hip, pressing me against the bed, shifting my position so his cock brushes against my clit. I thrust my hips forward, and his tip strains against me.

Every nerve in my body is turned on, and they're all screaming the same thing. I need him inside me. Now.

I shift my hips to push him a little bit deeper. Deeper.

It's intense. There's pain but there's pleasure too. I dig my nails into his back until there's more pleasure than anything else.

I shift my hips to push him deeper. I can feel how my sex stretches to take him.