Always the One (Always and Forever 1)

I show mercy on my lip and let it slide out from between my teeth. “Feel what?”

He kisses the skin behind my ear before he whispers, “The barrier inside your velvet heat that will make you mine for good.”

I gasp as he thrusts into me all the way, proving his point with his movements. The pinching pain is unbearable at first, but after a few thrusts and him gently caressing me, I begin to feel more pleasure. This isn’t what I envisioned it would be. He’s so amazing, treating me like he might break me if he goes too fast or hard. Striking my realization I’m fragile to him, not to be tainted but only worshiped.

“Baby…” He pleads for something from me while he continues to thrust into me steadily. His bright blue eyes meet my green ones, and I search them. Trey wants—no, he needs me to declare his ownership over me.

“I’m yours, Trey, only yours.” I will myself to find more words, but I can’t. It feels too good and my words are being drowned out by my moans and his soft grunts.

“Yeah, you are. You feel so tight and smooth. You could bring me to my knees with this beautiful body, baby.” His rhythm continues steadily as he starts thrusting deeper and harder. Our connection almost feels unreal, like this is a dream. The sensation of his body sliding in and out of me, feels like heaven and earth moving toward each other, ready to collide.

“I love you. Lift your hips a little, babe, I need to be deeper.” He moans, throwing one of my legs over his shoulder, making him hit me so deep I feel him hitting my cervix. I thought he was all the way in before, I underestimated his size, he’s balls deep in me. Pounding with recklessness.

“I—oh—Trey. I love you, too!” I shout louder as I feel the impending orgasm building low in my belly.

“Come for me, baby, come on this big

dick.” Trey sounds so proud and he should be, he’s deadly. He bends his neck to bite my ear and it’s followed by a deep rumble in his chest.

“I’m going to come, babe. I’m going to fill you with my cum.” In all the world, dirty talk with Trey is my favorite. Outside the bedroom he’s sensitive, clever, well mannered, but in the bedroom he’s a wild lion, mating not just for fun but also for pure need.

Reaching down, he pinches my clit. The combination of his words and touch set me off. I moan so loud I’m sure the walls shake, and we both come together. I feel the warmth of his cum inside of me, and it’s by far the most erotic and pleasurable thing I’ve ever felt.

He remains inside of me while he rolls to his back, taking me with him so I’m on top of his full body. I’m so tiny to his manly frame; I’m weightless on top of him.

“You’re deadly. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get out of this bed. I know you’re already going to be my new addiction.”

I’m okay with that.

“That was amazing,” I reply, kissing his neck.

“You’re insane. That was fucking out of this world.” He runs his hand up the curve of my spine, making my core clench. Twitching inside of me, he groans from my pulsating core sucking him back in.

“Babe, you can’t squeeze me like this, or I won’t be able to control myself and you’re way too sore for round two.” He’s right, even though it was incredible and mind numbing, I already feel the tight throb of soreness forming in my core.

“Sorry, you turn me on when you touch me like that.”

“Let’s go take a bath?” He slowly pulls out of me, and I moan at the loss. As he heads to the bathroom to start the water, I stand in front of the mirror and take a moment to look at myself. My cheeks are flushed and my skin has tiny love marks ranging from my neck to my thighs. I thought the first time for the girl was painful and just a means to get it over with. But with Trey, he made me feel so cherished and sexy. I’m almost positive that not every girl’s first time is like that. I look back at the color in my cheeks and smile. I’m no longer a girl, I’m a woman. I’m a woman in love, a woman claimed.

“Hey, come here.” I turn my head to the right and see him sitting in the bath filled with bubbles. His legs are spread apart and his knees are sticking out above the steaming water. I climb into the spot between his legs, one foot at a time, and he watches my every move with hooded eyes and a small smirk. I lay my back to his chest when I’m fully submerged in the water. Loving the feeling of his skin and warm water on my sore, sated body. He grabs the washcloth and dips it into the water, then begins to wash my shoulders.

“I’m a woman now.” Did I just say that out loud?

“What do you mean?” He chuckles, running his calloused hand over the dip of my lower stomach, the other still washing me clean.

I don’t really know if this will make sense to him or if I should even attempt to explain my insane theory. “I feel like a woman. I feel whole. Explaining it is harder than I thought, but all these years I’ve been so naïve and innocent. Now, I’m in love and I gave my heart, soul, and body to a man. I can’t go back to being a girl, I can only go forward as a woman.” Hoping that made sense, I nestle my cheek against his extended bicep, his hand now gently cleaning my sore core. Intimacy with him is perfection.

I feel his smile against the side of my forehead. “I get it, babe, trust me. I’ve never known love can make sex that amazing. There’s something so sexy about knowing that I’m yours and you are mine. That I claimed you here,” he says, placing his hand over my heart. “But that I also claimed you here,” he says, dipping his hand below the water.

I drop my head back on his shoulder and a soft mewl comes out when he barely touches my clit with his bare hands, then dips lower, circling my entrance. I’m not too sore for his skilled fingers I think, but my devious stomach leads him in the opposite direction, growling loudly. My body moves, rising and falling with his laugh.

“I want to go another round, but apparently, I need to feed my woman. Help her gain some energy back.” Trey really has the interior of a sensitive guy, with exterior caveman tendencies.

“You’re pulling out all the stops tonight, now aren’t you?” I question him sharply.

“Yeah, you could say that. Maybe I’m just trying to get some.” I crane my neck and look up at him through the tight slit in my eyes.

“Keep that smart-ass mouth going and you won’t get any of this for the weekend,” I challenge him back.