Lining our hips up, I entered her from behind, careful to take it slow, because I wasn’t sure if she was sore or not, and she’d stiffened at first, relaxing after I held still. I gave her time to adjust and then worked my way in, inch by inch, until I was seated.

“Oh my gods,” she gasped. “You feel . . . this feels different.”

I brought my hand back to that bundle of nerves just above where we were connected. “Better?”

“Yes.” A soft, feminine sound left her as I withdrew slowly, to where only the tip was left in, and then I slid back in. “Deeper,” she murmured. “This is so much deeper.”

“Wait until I get you on your knees.” I started rocking faster, moving my thumb and finger over her center in tune to my thrusts.

“Oh gods.”

“You’re going to love that.” I groaned as she thrust that ass back against me. “Fuck. I think you love this.”

“I do,” she moaned, grasping my arm.

Her soft moans and my harsher grunts soon filled the dark room, and the sounds of our bodies coming together heightened the tension building inside me.

A gnawing ache stirred in my gut and spread to my chest. A very different kind of hunger took root. It would be so easy to just have a taste—a small, insignificant taste. I’d just have to move my other hand from her breast and I could—

No.

Shutting that part of me down, I focused on how she fit me like a glove, how she rolled her hips back against my thrusts with abandonment. I focused on how her movements were slightly awkward and untrained, and how that was so much fucking hotter than anything. I focused on her love and her trust until that ache receded and the only thing I felt was her and not what was in her.

It wasn’t easy, but I did it, and hell, there was no way I was going to last long. I wanted to. I wanted to stay deep inside her for fucking hours. She was so damn tight and hot that she branded me, and yeah, this wasn’t going to last long.

A powerful release rolled down my spine, and when she found hers her body contracted around mine in a way that tossed me right over the edge, burying my face into the side of her neck as I came. Like the one earlier, the release fucking wrecked me. It was never-ending, and by the time my pulse slowed down, I wasn’t sure I could ever move again.

“You all right?” I murmured against the back of her neck.

“Yeah,” she replied, reaching back and running her hand over my hip. “You’re not going to break me.”

The thing was, if I wasn’t careful, I would do that.