When I Was Yours(59)

“I know. I love you, too.” She brushes her lips over mine. “Now, stop delaying, and f*ck me already.”

A laugh escapes me. “God, you’re such a romantic, babe. What ever happened to making love?”

“Making love, f*cking—whatever you want to call it, I just want it to happen. I don’t want to wait any longer.” Her hands grip my ass, nails digging in, as she lifts her mouth back to mine. “Make love to me, Adam.”

I close my eyes on a groan. I kiss her deeply.

Lifting up on one arm, I take my cock in my other hand and run it up and down her *. Then, finally, I center my cock on her entrance.

“Ready?”

“I’m ready,” she breathes. Her hands slide up my back, holding on.

She squeezes her eyes shut.

“Eyes open, Evie. I want you with me the whole time.”

She opens her eyes, gritting her jaw.

I slowly press my hips forward, my eyes locked on hers.

I watch as they widen while the tip of me slips in.

“Okay?” I check, panting. I’m breathing heavy. This self-control is a motherf*cker, and it’s really taking it out of me.

“Mmhmm.” Her lips are pressed tightly together.

“Try to relax, babe.” I can feel her muscles locked up around the head of my cock.

I kiss her again. Hand cupping her breast, I stroke my thumb over her nipple. “You gotta relax and open up, so I can get in.”

I feel her start to relax beneath me, so I push in a little more, getting halfway, and then I pull back out to the tip.

“You didn’t go all the way in,” she says.

“I’m trying to take it easy. I push all the way in, and it’s gonna hurt you.”

“It’s going to hurt either way. Just do it quick, like ripping off a Band-Aid.”

“I don’t know…”

“Please, Adam. I just want this part to be over with, so we can get to the part where it feels good.”

I don’t know if that part will come for her this time, but I’ll do my best to make it feel as good as I can for her.

“Okay.”

I never can say no to what she asks of me.

I ease in a little, going halfway again, and then I pull back out and slam home.

“Ah!” she cries out, her head pressing back into the pillow, her back arching.

“Evie? Fuck, are you okay?”

I cradle her face, seeing tears in the corners of her eyes. “Jesus, I knew I shouldn’t have done that.”

“No, I’m fine,” she pants. “It just hurt a little, but it’s gone now. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

I should, but after hearing her begging me to continue, my own need takes over. I start moving, going as slow as I can.

It’s hard to keep a slow place because, f*ck, she feels so good, so f*cking incredibly tight. I’ve never felt anything like it.

But it’s not just that. It’s her. What’s uniquely her is making me feel so good.

As I move, she starts to relax. Her legs come up around my back. Her hands sliding up into my hair, she lifts her head to mine, kissing me.

With the feel of her tongue in my mouth, her legs wrapped around me, I can’t hold back any longer. I start moving faster, pumping my cock in and out of her.

She moans into my mouth, and the sound undoes me.

“Fuck, Jesus, Evie, I’m gonna…come.”

My vision blurs as the first hot spurt of my come shoots out of my cock. Then, I’m coming fast and hard inside her body for the first time. And nothing has ever felt better.

My head falls onto her shoulder. Her arms wrap around my neck.

I press a kiss to her soft skin as she starts to thread her fingers through my hair.

Lifting my head, I look at her. Fuck, she looks beautiful. Her face is all flushed, her lips are swollen from my kisses, and her hair is all mussed up.

She’s perfect. And she’s mine.

“You didn’t come,” I say.

I knew she probably wouldn’t, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t want her to.

“I know, but we knew it was likely that I wouldn’t. But you came. Inside of me.” She has a big smile on her face.

“You look pretty happy about that fact.”

“I am. No more virgin Evie, which means we can have sex whenever we want now.”

I let out a low chuckle. “Sounds f*cking awesome to me. Let me just clean up.” I give her a quick kiss and then carefully pull out of her.

She winces.

“You okay?”

“Just a little sore. Is that blood?” Her wide eyes are staring at my condom-covered cock, which has little speckles of blood mixed in with her juices.

“Yeah, it’s yours from…you know.” I gesture to her *.

She lets out a groan, covering her face with her hands. “Oh God, that’s so embarrassing.”

“Nothing to be embarrassed about, babe. It’s natural and kinda hot.”

She slides her hands from her face, and I give her a wink before going into the bathroom.

I dispose of the condom and clean up. Then, I get a washcloth and rinse it up with warm water. I take it back out to Evie. I sit on the bed beside her and press the cloth between her legs.

“What are you doing?” she asks.