Ohhh…shit. I was wrong. My heart was pounding, breath soughing from my lungs like I’d just finished a hard run. I was definitely going to come the moment I was inside of her. I could already feel that telltale tingling at the base of my spine.

Darcy placed her hand in the middle of my chest. “Shhh…” she quieted. Her cool palm against my heated skin made it easier for me to take a deep breath and helped me relax a little.

No. Relax was the wrong word.

Surrender.

Surrender was much closer to the feeling that rolled through me as my arms fell to my sides, hands still trembling with the need to hold her, touch her, make her end this torturous moment where my dick was notched at her opening. I wanted to grab her hips and force her down, but that wasn’t what I asked for, was it?

She kissed me. Soft, wet kisses that had me lapping hungrily at her mouth and arching upward to taste more of her. To thrust my tongue into that wet heat because I needed to be inside of her in some way as she prolonged this moment. Her pussy made little fluttering, butterfly kisses on the tip of my dick, and I felt a little gush of liquid spill from her and trickle down the length of me.

“Darcy, please. This is more torture than any man can take. Let me, let me in…” I begged the words, strung tight and hoarse with need.

I couldn’t hold still like this much longer. My need was so intense that it washed over me in waves that wanted to end in a hard upward thrust that would seat me deep inside of her.

When I thought I couldn’t wait a moment longer, she started to slide down my dick, taking me in, inch by slow inch, and I was wrong because this was worse. This slow teasing was worse in the most delicious way. She was searing hot inside, wet, tight heat that sent a shock of pleasure to my balls and up my spine. I fisted my hands in the sheets and willed myself not to come.

Don’t come. Don’t come now because look at her. Jesus Christ… Darcy’s lashes fluttered closed as her pussy engulfed my dick. She went still and just held me there. So deep, inside of her, that the tip of me was snug against her womb, and her pussy rippled and clutched at my dick, and she made sexy, needy little sounds. Her face flushed, and she spread one hand across her lower belly. I covered that hand with my own.

“Tommy,” she panted, her voice shaky and full of the same intense emotions that I was feeling, and holy shit… What a revelation to know that she felt this moment just as intensely as I did.