Echoes at Dawn (KGI #5)(50)

She twitched and fidgeted underneath him as if trying to find just the right spot while she adjusted to his size and just having a man where no one had ever been.

“Thank you for making this so perfect,” she said in a choked voice.

Her statement robbed him of speech. His mouth opened but just stayed there. Perfect? He stared down at her like she’d lost her mind, but she just smiled and then kissed him again.

“I can’t imagine anyone else being so sweet and gentle. You’re an enigma, Rio. So hard on the outside, but you know what? I think you’re a giant fluffball inside.”

“Fluffball?”

He was horrified. Fluffball? Hell, if his men ever heard that, he’d be f**king toast. They would never, ever in a million years let him live it down.

And then if the other team, Steele’s team, got wind of it…It didn’t even bear thinking about. Steele would ride his ass hard for the next ten years.

Her smile grew bigger. “Yes, a fluffball. A sweet, wonderful fluffball.”

“Ah hell.”

She laughed and he supposed he could take her laughing at him over the tears she’d shown just moments ago.

“Now as I recall, you said something about my br**sts,” she murmured.

He lifted a brow. “Oh yes, ma’am. I like it when you get kind of bossy on me.”

“Kiss them,” she begged softly. “I love your tongue and your mouth and when you suck on them. I can’t even explain how good it feels.”

Her words hummed like sweet music over his ears and down his body, eliciting a bone-deep shiver. His c**k surged forward and he was about to apologize but she moaned softly, closed her eyes and tilted her br**sts upward in silent invitation.

Relieved that the worst seemed to be over, he was more than happy to oblige her. He licked over one nipple then went for the other, giving it equal treatment.

He nibbled, sucked and licked, going back and forth until she was writhing beneath him. He doubted she even realized that she was doing all the work around his c**k and he let her do it at her own pace even though it was killing him not to go at her and go hard.

She was arching her hips up, taking him deeper, her ankles crossed at the small of his back. She was wrapped so tight around him that he swore he’d wear the indentions from her heels in his ass for days to come.

“Rio, please.”

“Please what, baby?”

“I don’t know!” she wailed. “I need…” She closed her eyes and arched her hips again. “Please.”

She was wet around him. Slick and hot and she wasn’t quite as snug before. She was close to her orgasm and he wanted to make it pretty damn awesome for her.

“Hold on to me, honey, okay? And trust me to take you where you want to go.”

Her hands instantly went to his shoulders. Her nails dug into his flesh and her gaze locked with his. Trust was shining, a light on the darkest night. It hit him in the gut. It humbled him that she was giving him so much.

He gathered her tightly in his arms and began a slow, measured thrusting pattern. She sighed and then she moaned. She let out little gasps and whimpers. She was noisy and fidgety and he loved every damn minute of it.

“More,” she demanded.

He grinned, kissed that luscious mouth of hers and then began driving into her, deep, hard, showing her that she was his.

“Oh yeah,” she breathed out. “Oh, I like this too.”

“So do I, honey, so do I.”

His muscles flexed and bulged. He gritted his teeth together, determined that she would be satisfied first. Her eyes widened, her body tightened, and her pu**y fluttered around his cock, driving him to further insanity.

“Let go, honey. Go with it. Don’t fight it. Just let it happen.”

She went slick, like liquid silk, surrounding him, bathing him in her sweetness. And then he felt her spasm around him.

“Oh hell. I’m coming too. Don’t let me hurt you.”

She roared at him not to stop. He roared her name as he came in wave after wave. He was still coming several long moments later when she went limp beneath him. He pounded into her over and over as he poured himself into her.

He leaned down, his hips still jerking as he settled over her. God, she felt good. He didn’t ever want to pull out. His c**k was still twitching and leaking se**n, eakh="but he was deep inside her and he’d never felt so goddamn content in his life.

He pulled her close until he wasn’t certain she could breathe, but she was against him, around him, skin to skin, and that was all that mattered.

After a moment, he rolled them to the side, ignoring her sleepy protest. The movement caused him to slide out of her warmth, and they both moaned, though he suspected for different reasons.

She had to be tender after that epic lovemaking session. He’d never spent so much time inside a woman for one sexual encounter in his life. And she’d been a virgin.

He glanced down as he came free, frowning at the smear of blood on his cock. He didn’t like to think of hurting her at all. She’d had enough hurt in her life.

“Stay on your side,” he murmured next to her ear. “I’ll go get a cloth so we can clean up and then you can sleep if you want.”

“Mmm-hmm,” she mumbled.

Smiling, he got out of the bed and went into the bathroom to clean himself off with a damp washcloth. Then he ran the water until it got hot, wet another cloth and wrung it out.