Sweet Soul (Sweet Home #5)(59)
I turned, my hands planting on her thighs as Elsie bent down and rolled the condom over my tip. “Shit,” I hissed as she sheathed me in the rubber, my fingers digging into her flesh.
Elsie leaned forward and kissed the corner of my mouth, withdrawing only to tell me, “I’m ready.”
Spurred into action at her words, I pushed forward and took her mouth with my own, as I guided her down onto the bed. I kissed her, cherished her, running my hands through her hair. Elsie’s hands splayed on my back, her short fingernails scraping along my skin.
I worked myself between her legs, running my hands down her thigh. I kissed at her neck, and down to her breasts, before I lifted to my arms, needing to be inside of her more than I needed air.
Elsie’s hands drifted to my biceps, and we paused in the moment, her looking up at me and me looking down at her. “You ready?” I asked softly, making sure one final time.
Elsie shifted beneath me, opening her legs, until I was braced at her entrance. A blush was on her already rosy cheeks, and she nodded her head. “Yes.”
Swallowing, praying that I didn’t hurt her, I pushed myself inside, inch by inch in a painstaking slowness. Elsie was as still as the night below me, her expressive eyes giving away everything she was feeling.
Her blue irises were bright as I filled her, my jaw clenched tight at the unbelievable feel of pushing inside her heat. Elsie winced and I froze. “What’s wrong?” I asked, feeling my tip pushing against something inside her.
She controlled her breathing and admitted, “It’s beginning to hurt.”
I went to immediately pull back when her legs clamped around the back of my thighs and she stopped me. I looked up in surprise and she cupped my cheek. “I’m a virgin, Levi. This was always going to be painful at first…” she took a deep breath, “but I want it. We just have to keep going through this next part.”
I shook my head. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
Her head tilted to the side and she smiled. “That’s why I want to do this more than ever.” Her eyelashes fluttered against her cheeks. “Because you care enough to stop at the thought of causing me pain. Because, even though I can see how desperately you want to be inside me, you’re going slow, you’re making sure I’m safe.”
“Because you’re my girl,” I replied. Elsie’s eyes glossed at my statement.
Pushing on the back of my thighs with her legs, Elsie guided me forward, pushing me to break through her virginity and seat myself fully inside. I gasped as I filled her to the hilt, feeling Elsie flinch against my chest.
I froze, waiting until Elsie’s breathing evened out. She exhaled and said, “Move. I’m okay, now.”
I pressed kiss after kiss to her damp cheeks. “You sure?”
Elsie’s gaze softened and she rolled her hips, her teeth biting along her lip. But it wasn’t in pain. The sight of her, the feel of her, rolling against me, sliding along my hard dick caused me to instinctively push forward, then pull back, only to push back inside her heat once again.
“Ah,” Elsie moaned into my ear. My breath was shaky as I began to pick up speed, the feel of taking what was mine—of making love to my beautiful girl—completely consuming me.
My pulse raced and my heart thudded as my hips began picking up speed. My arms were tense, my back burning as Elsie’s nails dug into my skin. Soft moans trickled from Elsie’s mouth into my ear and her nipples hardened and brushed against my chest.
“Levi,” she whispered, and I inched back to look at her face. Elsie’s mouth was parted, and I held her gaze as my thrusts picked up speed, Elsie’s channel gripping me tight.
“Elsie,” I groaned. “You feel so good.”
“Levi,” she whispered back, but her voice was cut off by a gasp, a gasp that took hold of my soul. “It…” she murmured, “it feels so good.”
Gritting my teeth, I shed my restraint. I plowed forward, filling Elsie with everything I had. I groaned, my breathing out of control. I dropped kisses to her bare shoulder, her cheeks and her lips, and with every single touch, pressure built at the bottom of my spine. I knew I was close, the feeling too good to describe.
Elsie’s moans increased until her channel began to contract and her forehead fell to my shoulders as she screamed out her release, gripping me so tight that light flared behind my eyes. I came, I came so hard that I roared out my release, filling Elsie as I tucked my head into her neck.
Her sweet scent filled my nostrils as I inhaled, my body slick as I shuddered inside of her. Her hands wrapped into my hair, her fingers yanking on the strands.
I rocked inside her slowly, sure that I wouldn’t ever stop coming, when Elsie’s legs slipped from my thighs, her hands dropping from their grip on my hair.
I breathed. I breathed and calmed my racing heart, before lifting my head and seeing my girl’s eyes closed tightly. I swallowed, seeing her face flushed and warm. Moving one of my hands, I brushed it down her cheek, her eyes fluttering open.
“Hey,” I said and saw her read my lips—a habit she had still yet to break.
Elsie smiled shyly and replied, “Hi.’
“Are you okay?” I rasped, my voice hoarse and cut.
Elsie rolled her head to nuzzle my palm. She exhaled and nodded, her warm breath dusting over my face. Cautiously leaning down, I kissed her lips, and sighed against her mouth when Elsie kissed me back. It was soft and slow, and it was different. Different because I now knew all of her.