I don’t suppose—I can’t. I seize the condom, drop it on the ground, and wrap a hand round his neck to tug his mouth in opposition to mine. It’s reckless, however fuck it. I’m already being burned alive, and if we’re doing this, there isn’t one a part of him I’m not going to really feel.

He’s at my entrance, concern etched on his face as he hovers above me.

“I’ll be mild.”

No. I shake my head. “Don’t.”

So, he doesn’t. With a agency push of his hips, he’s in me, stretching me slowly, and I arch up and doing with a cry.

It hurts however in one of the best form of approach.

He pauses and searches my face. He’s ready for me to inform him I’m okay. Rattling him for being thoughtful once I need him to be something however.

“Don’t you dare cease.” The phrases are a needy demand as I tilt my hips and pull him in deeper.

With a low growl in his chest, he’s in me—transferring in ways in which make me sob out his identify. When he withdraws, it’s solely to fill me up once more. And once more. Any shred of self-consciousness melts away with each rock of his hips and hungry kiss he manufacturers on my pores and skin.

My physique molds into his as he thrusts into me. Over and again and again. It’s an excessive amount of and never almost sufficient.

Our mouths are gaspy mingles interrupted solely by determined pleas.

He grips my hips, flips us over, and digs his fingers into my pores and skin as he strikes me on prime of him. My rocking begins gradual, adjusting to the brand new place and the way he fills me up so totally I would die. I carry off him till simply the tip of him stays inside me earlier than sliding down on him so exhausting it’s tough to distinguish between pleasure and ache.

Then I do it once more.

And once more.

“Fuck, Nel.”

His fingers dig deeper into my hips, and his head drops again.

Each transfer pushes me nearer to my undoing.

In one other flash of motion, I’m on my again, and he crashes into me with a thrust so exhausting it appears like I’m being ripped in two. But when the exhausting size of him doesn’t break me, the orgasm that shatters by way of me afterward definitely does. The scream that comes out of my mouth is as international to me because the blurred edges of my imaginative and prescient.

He slams into me yet another time earlier than he shudders, emptying utterly into me with one final rock of his hips. He rounds ahead, his pores and skin slick with sweat and his breath shallow, dropping his brow to mine as we roll to our sides.

His eyes search mine as we face one another, and my palm settles on his chest. Breaths steadying.

“Your coronary heart is pounding.” I smile.

He mirrors my motion. “So is yours.”

His eyes crinkle as he nudges my nostril together with his.

“That was wonderful.”

“Eh.” I say, with a bored tone, biting my cheek to cover a glad smile.

“Oh actually, Penelope?”

His fingers hint the road of my hip gently earlier than grabbing my ass with a squeeze that makes me yelp.

“Guess we’ll simply must maintain attempting till I get it proper.”

Then his fingers, mouth, and physique are on mine, and we do it once more.

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